A/N: Hey guys! I know it seems like at this point the chapters just get shorter and shorter, but they kinda have to be short right now for what I have planned, so bear with me! They will continually get longer. :) This is in Dallas's point of view, so please don't get confused about that haha! I enjoyed writing in this point of view, it kind of gave me chills the way he thinks. He's just a really messed up person lol. Enjoy!
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I run my hands over my face and stare out the window at the storm that won't seem to calm. I'm the last one awake at this house party, every one else has either passed out from their alcohol and drug intake or managed to lock themselves in a room with someone. I'm drunk, piss drunk, but I'm used to it by now. I'm like this the majority of the time nowadays.
I'm mad... No, I'm pissed off. I also spend a lot of my time being pissed off, but I'm really pissed off this time... At Austin. He's such a dumb prick. Who in their right mind would go for someone like Ally Dawson? Not me, that's for sure... I prefer being with more than one girl... Not in a relationship, obviously, but for the sex. Why would you every want to settle for one person when there's so many opportunities at this damned school?
"Dallas..." I hear someone murmur behind me, and I turn around to see Kira's head raised a little bit from her spot on the couch. There's some dude laying on top of her.
"Go back to sleep, Kira." I murmur lowly, and within seconds her head hits the cushion once more and she's out. I shake my head, and turn back to the window.
The more and more I think about Austin abandoning me and everyone else, his real friends, the angrier I get. He needs to pay for this, he needs to regret this decision, he needs to realize who's in charge here... Me. When he got here he was just a stupid nerd who had way too much going for him, and if it wasn't for Darron and I, that's exactly what he'd still be... Darron...
Somehow in my drunken state I'm given the perfect idea. I pull my cell phone out of my back pocket, and shakily try to find Darron's contact, but the glare from the screen is painful. I finally manage to find it and hit the green button, bringing the device to my ear.
"Hello?" A tired voice answers. I can tell he's high right now.
"Darron, man, we have a problem." I murmur.
"Yeah? Like what?" He mutters.
"You remember Austin? How could you forget, really... Anyways, he's backsliding. And I mean he's backsliding bad." I chuckle once, unamused.
"He's stopped hanging out with you guys?" He says, sounding surprised.
"Worse than that. He's started dating this girl named Ally, and she's little miss perfect, just like he used to be. He's even started to wear the clothes again and everything." I snort.
"Ugh, not the clothes." He groans, and the line goes quiet for a moment. He's thinking. "Something needs to be done."
"I agree." I mutter. I'm glad I'm not the only one who thinks so. Everyone in the house around me passed out on the floor would just say, screw him if he thinks he's too good for us. I don't think that way, though. Austin doesn't realize what he's getting himself into. He'll end up being one of those people who has a perfect little wife and family and he won't ever have anything exciting or out of the ordinary happen. Why would you want to live like that?
"We need to confront him." Darron says.
"Yeah. How about we just go over there to his dorm and knock some sense into him?" It kind of creeps me out how chill I feel about things like this.
"Sounds fine to me, but no one can know that I was on campus. I'm banned, remember?" He laughs loudly.
"Shit, you're right... I'll give you some sunglasses or something, man, I don't know, I'm way too drunk to think up solutions right now." I groan, and I hear him chuckle.
"It's a plan, then." He says, and the line goes dead. I stuff the phone back into my pocket and lean my head against the cold window, smiling. The rain is finally turned into a drizzle, and I can't help but enjoy the happiness that is welling up in the pit of my stomach... A rare occasion. I haven't felt this happy in a long time. I reach for the half-spilled bottle of liquor on the counter beside of me, but my vision goes blurry before I can bring the foul bottle to my mouth, and I join the others who are passed out on the floor.
A/N: Ahhh what did you guys think? :) I liked it even though it was really creepy lol! Don't forget to review, favorite, and follow! You're all super cool. xx