Waking up, I groaned at my headache.
Drunk. Nick. Kissing. Kevin.
Oh no. Last night wasn't a dream. I got drunk with Nick. No, no, no! I was seventeen! Why was I so stupid? And did anything else happen between Nick and I that I don't remember? Oh god, I hoped not.
I was in Kevin's bed. He helped me last night, and I let him down with drinking. What a great person I was.
"How are you feeling?" someone whispered.
"Stupid." I mumbled, barely opening my eyes. Nick and Joe were at the edge of the bed, watching me. I sighed, sitting up. My head throbbed. I held it in my hands.
A hand stretched under my face with two aspirins and a water bottle. I mumbled a thank-you before taking the pills.
"Macy, I'm really sorry." Nick said shakily. I shook my head. I did this to myself.
"Are you okay?" I whispered, keeping my head down.
"I'm fine." he said quickly.
"Where's Kevin?" I breathed.
"Right here." Kevin muttered coldly. Here's where the accident takes a toll on my life.
"How could you do that, Macy? And Nick, too. What were you guys thinking?" he half-shouted.
"I don't know." I choked, tears threatening to fall out of my eyes.
"Kevin, calm down." Stella said softly from behind the bed. I could feel the cuts from the glass in my back.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
"What happened between Nick and me?" I said hoarsely.
"Great, now something HAPPENED!" I heard Kevin yell. My eyes shut tightly as the tears began to fall. Jumping out of bed, I ran somewhere and closed the door. I had no idea where I was. I guess I was in some weird bathroom.
I sat there for hours, ignoring the knocks and calls from everyone but Kevin. The crying never stopped. I had just lost the one I cared about most over some stupid mistake.
Finally, after I was sure everyone had gone away, I crept out of the bathroom. I walked on my tiptoes down the hall. And screamed.
Something had grabbed my shoulders, and I whipped around to see Kevin behind me. My hand rested on my chest as I tried to slow my breathing.
"Sorry." he mumbled. He grabbed my arm roughly and dragged me back to the room, tears still burning my face.
"Macy, it's okay." Stella cooed, taking me from Kevin in a big hug.
"Kevin, lay off, dude." Joe snapped, causing Kevin to yank his hand away from me. I would have a bruise there on my arm in a couple hours.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm sorry. I'm sorry." I chanted as Stella rocked me back and forth. My chants got quieter and quieter as my crying slowed. I sighed deeply, unraveling myself from Stella's arms.
"Macy, I'm sorry. I was just really worried." Kevin sighed. He really looked like he was sorry. I frowned.
"Okay." I said hoarsely.
"You don't forgive me yet?" he chuckled. I pouted subconsciously.
"Kevin, I need to tell you something." I whispered. This was it. I was going to- DING! DONG! the doorbell rang.
"Macy, I was so stupid!" Jake's voice called through the door. Stella sighed and began to walk over to the door.
"No, I got it." I told her, slipping by her and sneaking out the door.
"Just go." I whispered, being alone with him.
"Please, Macy. I was drunk and being an idiot. I didn't even know that girl and it didn't mean anything." he pleaded.
"How do I know you're not lying?" I asked suspiciously.
"Just trust me. Please, Macy. I promise that I would never hurt you on purpose. Please believe me." I was a sucker for sincere speeches. If this was sincere. It sounded true.
"Okay." I weakly smiled. Jake smirked. His hand danced on my waist and I shivered awkwardly. This was weird.
"I have to go." I said quickly, turning toward the house.
"Oh, and Macy? I.... I love you." he stuttered. My cheeks flushed red as I continued up the stairs. No way did he mean that. But I didn't care.
