Sorry bout the wait guys! Whoop chapter 20!
It's All About Finding Yourself - Chapter 20
Aubrey was sitting on Jesse's lap at the breakfast bar in her kitchen with the laptop in front of them. They waited silently as the Skype video call connected.
"There they are!" The couple heard Jason Swanson exclaim excitedly as he appeared on the screen.
"Hey." Aubrey and Jesse both replied excitedly with huge grins spread across their faces.
"Did you have a good birthday, son?" Jason asked.
"It was awesome Dad, I can't believe you and Uncle John got me a Camaro. It needs a lot of work but I've learned from the best." Jesse grinned before nodding his head towards his father.
"I'm glad you're happy with it. And Aubrey darling, how are you doing?" He turned to the blonde with a soft smile.
"I've been doing great, thanks. Where's Ryan?" Aubrey asked with a furrowed brow as she noticed the absence of her brother.
"Two seconds." Jason turned his head to the side and held a hand at the side of his mouth before shouting "Ry!"
Jesse and Aubrey winced at the booming volume of his voice.
"Yeah?!" Aubrey smiled once she heard the faint sound of her brother's voice in the background.
"C'mere, son!" Jason said in a slightly lower volume. Aubrey and Jesse waited patiently until Ryan appeared in the shot, his face instantly lighting up.
"Bree! Jesse!" He exclaimed, Aubrey shaking her head at her brother's excitement.
Jesse laughed. "How are you Ry?" He asked with a chuckle.
"I'm good." He nodded. "But the real question is, how are you guys surviving high school?" He chuckled. "Grade point average still off the charts, Bree?"
"Do you even know me?" Aubrey scoffed before laughing. She loved how It didn't matter how little she saw of her brother, they were still able to joke around like they did when they were younger.
"We all joined the show choir that Mr McKay took over this year." Jesse said with a shrug.
"How the hell did you get that cousin of yours to join that?" Jason asked with a laugh, knowing who 'we all' included. Jesse and Aubrey laughed.
"Mr McKay said it would give her enough extra credit to pass his Spanish class but she loves it really." Aubrey explained.
"How's she doing anyway?" Jason asked genuinely.
"Well here's a funny story. She has a girlfriend." Jesse shrugged, laughing slightly.
"Well good on her." Jason stated proudly. "Is the other girl nice?" He added.
"Chloe? She's really nice, she just moved here from Florida." Aubrey informed.
"Talking about dating." Ryan's eyes landed on his sister with a smirk. "There better not be any boys on the scene." He warned jokingly.
"Another funny story." Aubrey smiled with a shrug as she clasped her hand around Jesse's and held them up.
"Woah, didn't see that coming." Ryan said slowly before breaking into a smile. "Since it's you Jesse, I'll spare you of the 'you hurt my little sister, you die.' lecture." All four of them laughed.
"This has to be a short talk guys, we need to get going." Jason said with a hint of sadness in his voice.
"Oh Dad before you go, you guys will be here for Uncle John's wedding on New Years Eve right?" Jesse asked and the two men nodded. "Well Uncle John wanted me to tell you that he wants you to be his best man."
"Are you serious?" He asked incredulously and Jesse nodded his head wildly. "Tell him I would be honoured to!" He exclaimed. "Okay kids, we gotta go. We love you both and can't wait to see you, also Aubrey happy seventeenth for Saturday." He finished with a smile and the two teenagers bid their farewells before the call was disconnected.
"I can't wait to see them." Aubrey stared at now blank laptop screen as she covered Jesse's hands that were wrapped around her waist with her own. "In person that is." She added quickly after. She turned her head and smiled at Jesse who was resting his chin on her shoulder.
"Same here." He agreed, tilting his head to the side to look at her with his goofy smile. He ran one hand up her body before he reached her cheek and just as he was about to bring her face to meet her's for a kiss, the doorbell rang.
"Stacie will get it." Aubrey assured, pressing her lips softly against her boyfriend's.
"Is she ever going home?" Jesse asked quietly with a slight laugh as he pulled away with an amused expression.
"Tonight after the party, I just hope she's not too drunk." Aubrey giggled. "As much as she is a pain in the ass half the time, I've enjoyed her company." She laughed before reconnecting their lips. She readjusted herself on Jesse's lap so that she could wrap her arms around his neck.
"I'll take her home anyway, I'm not drinking tonight since I'm the designated driver." Jesse said as he once again pulled away.
"Quit talking." Aubrey commanded, running one of her hands through Jesse's hair before capturing his lips in another kiss.
"So demanding." He teased, mumbling against her lips. Aubrey smacked him in the back of the head, not realising how bad an idea it was until his teeth clicked against her's.
"Ow." They whined in unison before breaking down into a giggle.
"That was your fault." Jesse laughed, running his tongue over his front teeth. Aubrey giggled again as she pressed her finger against her teeth.
"It's the gays!" They heard Stacie yell from the front door.
"Shut up, Stacie." They heard Beca next and laughed.
"You always hear them before you see them." Jesse sighed with a laugh and just as the words left his mouth the three girls entered the kitchen. "You guys are here early." He commented, motioning to Beca and Chloe as they both hopped up onto the breakfast bar.
"Stacie wanted help setting up for tonight." Chloe shrugged, looking at tall brunette who was searching through the cupboards.
"Stacie what are you setting up? And why are you raiding the cupboards?" Aubrey warned, eyeing Stacie who continued to look through each cupboard. Jesse chuckled into Aubrey's shoulder as she began to scold the brunette.
"Where do your parents keep their alcohol?" Stacie asked as she spun around on her heel.
"Stacie, my parents would burn me at the stake if you broke into their liquor cabinet." Aubrey spoke strictly making Jesse, Beca and Chloe snigger.
"A party's not a party without alcohol, Bree." Beca chuckled.
"This is true." Chloe agreed, resting her head on her girlfriend's shoulder, linking her hand with Beca's hand that was resting in her lap.
"Come on Aubrey." Stacie groaned. "I've even set up the ping pong table in the basement for beer pong and beer pong without beer is just pong and dude that isn't even a game!" Stacie sighed, exasperated.
"It's actually an old arcade game." Jesse piped up.
"Shut up nerd." Stacie shot back.
"Wait, do I even have a ping pong table?" Aubrey asked with a furrowed brow.
"Do you ever go down the basement? it was folded up." Stacie shook her head at Aubrey, her house was too goddamned big for her own good. The blonde thought for a moment.
"Oh yeah." She said in realisation.
"So can you please tell me where the cabinet is?" Stacie pleaded, closing the open cabinet behind her.
Aubrey groaned loudly. "Fine, oh my god but I'm so dead. It's down in the basement." She sighed and Stacie gleefully skipped out the room, singing something about getting totally off her face tonight.
"So much for helping Stacie." Jesse scoffed at Beca and Chloe who were too busy sticking their tongues down each other's throats.
Aubrey smacked her hand off the counter making the other two girls jump apart. "What the hell?!" Beca exclaimed.
"No tonsil hockey on my kitchen counter." She scolded making Jesse laugh.
"Like you guys are that innocent, god only knows what you two were up to before we came in here, did she finally let you touch her boobs Jess?" The brunette smirked as the blonde reddened in the face, not knowing whether to be more angry at Beca for being an asshole or Jesse for telling Beca about their...private times.
"It's not that hard." Chloe shrugged, pitching in with the teasing as she reached over and held her hand over Beca's boobs.
Beca furrowed her brow as she looked down at her girlfriend's hand before playfully smacking the redhead in the chest making her retract her hand. "Ow!" Chloe winced, smacking Beca back.
"Wow, lesbians are so weird." Jesse whispered to Aubrey. "Is that what you guys do for fun?" Jesse asked louder so the couple stopped. "Just take part in some boob smackin'?" He asked trying to keep a straight face.
Beca flipped him off before hopping off the counter. "I'm gonna make sure Stacie hasn't killed herself with a bottle opener." She announced with a sigh, motioning for Chloe to come with her and they both made their way down to the basement. "Bet Aubrey's roasting him right now for telling us that she didn't let him touch her." Beca scoffed as they got to the bottom of the stairs. The basement was pretty spacious, it had a couch and a couple of chairs, along with a coffee table which Stacie had covered in bottles of alcohol and a stack of red solo cups, at the other end of the room there was a small stage (where Aubrey mostly practiced her violin) and finally there was the ping pong table that Stacie had set up for beer pong. "Aubrey's gonna kill you." Beca sang as she walked over to the table with all the alcohol on it.
"Go and make yourself useful and tell me the alcohol percentages on the drinks, I wanna know what's gonna get me pissed the fastest." Stacie said as she set up cups on the ping pong table, ignoring what Beca had said. The shorter brunette picked up a bottle of beer from the case and squinted her eyes at the blurred white writing.
"Fucking hell." Beca muttered, holding the bottle further away from her in attempt to see.
"What's wrong?" Chloe asked in concern as she helped Stacie.
"I can't see it." Beca mumbled in frustration, holding the bottle at different distances.
"Where the hell are your glasses?" Chloe asked, shaking her head.
"I...uh-forgot them." Beca asked with a wince, knowing how much her girlfriend gets on to her about them goddamned glasses.
"Your eyes are obviously awful Beca, you should be wearing them all the time." The redhead scolded.
"Well go and do me a favour and ask Aubrey to give me her's since she has her contacts in." Beca asked sweetly, chancing her luck as she stuck her bottom lip out at Chloe.
Chloe sighed "How is using Aubrey's glasses going to help you?"
"We wear practically the same prescription!" Beca protested, flailing the beer bottle around.
"You have legs." Chloe smacked Beca on the back of the head on the passing.
"Yeah but they're short and get tired." Beca shot back, laughing at the way Chloe rolled her eyes at her as she was walking upstairs.
"Ugh you know you're out the game when your gay best friend has a better love life than you." Stacie whined making Beca roll her eyes as she took a seat on the couch, tapping her black nails off the beer bottle.
"Well why don't you talk to a guy instead of just sucking his dick?" Beca suggested before breaking into a smirk.
"Bitch I'm so talented I can talk whilst blowing him." Stacie stated matter-of-factly.
"Dude you're so gross." Beca laughed, shaking her head.
"By the way did you know that Bree's never had an orgasm?" Stacie wondered and Beca slowly lifted her head with a furrowed brow.
"No, but I certainly didn't need to know that." Beca shook her head. "How the hell though?" She added as an after thought.
"Exactly." The taller brunette pointed at Beca with both hands. "No wonder the bitch is wound up all the time. Jesse needs to fuck her."
"I'm not even gonna ask what the hell I just walked into." Chloe trudged back downstairs with the glasses case in her hand. She tossed the case to Beca, who opened it up and put Aubrey's glasses on. "Better?" Chloe asked, throwing herself onto the couch beside Beca. The brunette hummed in response and started reading off the percentages to Stacie.
"Babe can you go into my laptop and start making a playlist?" Beca asked as she went through bottles and bottles.
"Wow I must be special if you're actually letting me touch this thing." Chloe giggled as she removed Beca's laptop from it's bag and sat it on her lap.
"Think yourself lucky Beale." Beca muttered with a smirk. Chloe went onto Beca's iTunes but a folder on her desktop caught her eye, it was named 'Old Covers.' Chloe curiously clicked on the folder and was met with a huge list of video files.
"Babe what are these?" The redhead asked turning to her girlfriend. Beca turned her head before leaning over Chloe.
"Oh no, please don't watch them." Beca shook her head. Chloe scanned her eyes over the names of the files and realised that they were names of songs. Covers of songs.
"Holy shit are they of you singing? Please let me watch them." Chloe pleaded, grabbing Beca in a headlock with one arm.
"Noooo, I was fourteen and made some awful style choices." Beca groaned, squirming her way out of Chloe's grip.
"Chloe, she had that goth stage." Stacie laughed loudly from across the room. "She was rocking the 'I have to keep flicking my hair because my choppy bangs keep getting stuck behind my glasses and I can't fucking see' look."
"Now I have to see." Chloe couldn't stop laughing as she wrestled Beca's hands away from the laptop as she tried to click on the video titled 'A Team' knowing the song and wanting to hear her girlfriend sing it.
"Fuck you. Fuck both of you!" Beca huffed, throwing herself back into the couch as she finally gave up.
Chloe clicked on the video and played it. Beca was sitting on her bed with her same guitar she still owns now in her hands. "Wow you've seriously toned down the eyeliner through the years." Chloe giggled as she compared fourteen year old Beca to seventeen year old Beca.
"Noooo." Beca whined when she heard herself start singing, kicking her legs like a child throwing a tantrum.
"You were still hot though, you kinda remind me of Lauren here." Chloe said, pointing to the screen.
"Who's Lauren?" Beca asked, sitting up.
"My ex." Chloe shrugged it off as if it was nothing.
"Hm." Beca simply hummed in response and Chloe set the laptop on the table before swinging Beca's legs up onto the couch.
"You're still cuter though." Chloe smirked, throwing herself on top of Beca.
"Shut up." Beca gave Chloe a playful slap on the cheek. The redhead took the glasses off of Beca and put them on herself, instantly taking them back off.
"You and Aubrey are so blind." She rubbed her eyes as the adjusted back to normality.
"I know right?" Stacie piped up from across the room. Chloe put the glasses back on her girlfriend, kissing her nose before rolling off of her.
Once the other glee club members started rolling in, Beca plugged her laptop into the speakers and hit play on the playlist her and Chloe had created whilst everyone else swarmed the drinks table.
"You're not drinking either?" Jesse wondered as he watched Aubrey pour coca cola into two of the cups, one for him and one for her.
"Someone's got to make sure you don't have a sneaky drink." She teased, taking a sip of her own drink as she held out the other cup to him.
"Everybody grab a drink, I want to make a toast!" Stacie announced, using Luke's shoulder as support to climb up onto the table so she was taller than everyone else. (in reality it was only a couple of the boys who were taller than her anyway.) "Beca get you ass over here."
"I'm pretty sure you're drunk already." Beca commented as she made her way over, unscrewing the cap of the vodka before pouring into her cup. She took the bottle of coke and added it to her vodka.
"Here's to my favourite couple-" Stacie smiled down at Jesse and Aubrey before getting a slap in the legs from Beca and Chloe. "-Okay, my favourite straight couple." She corrected herself with an eye roll. "Who are now seventeen, or in Bree's case, turning seventeen. 1997 was the best year this world has ever witnessed." Stacie began dramatically and everyone listened intently. "You wanna know why? Because July thirty-first 1997 was the day I was born." Everyone laughed at the typical Stacie comment. "Then nine days later this little fucker came along." She motioned down at Beca who was biting back a smile. "Once September rolled around Jesse was next and then four days later was the only day that Mr Posen has cried. Ever."
Aubrey blamed her hormones for making her tear up a bit at the thought of her dad crying when she was born.
"It's been seventeen years since our little quartet was formed and you better prepare yourselves because it isn't breaking up anytime soon. Also thanks to our parents for being friends before we were born and also thank them for weirdly being pregnant at the same time. Happy birthday to Aubrey and Jesse!" Stacie raised her glass and everyone followed suit.
"To Aubrey and Jesse." Everyone else chorused before taking a swig of their drinks. The couple thanked everyone before they all scattered around the room, doing their own thing. Chloe, Beca and Stacie sat on the couch and Aubrey sat on Jesse's lap on one of the chair whilst Luke, Bumper, Rachael, Donald and Benji surrounded the ping pong table.
"Out of us, who would be the one to accidentally fall pregnant first?" Stacie asked randomly, tracing the rim of her cup with her finger.
"Well since this is technically just between you and Aubrey it has to be you." Beca laughed, lifting her cup up to her lips.
"What the hell?" The taller brunette protested. "For your information, she has a boyfriend and I don't so that gives her a higher chance."
Aubrey and Jesse were just rolling their eyes at the conversation.
"How?" Chloe asked, turning to Stacie.
"Because she would be having more sex than I would."
"Nobody has as much sex as you Stace." Jesse scoffed.
"Ugh you guys sucks." Stacie mumbled into her cup making her friends laugh.
"Don't you find it funny that we're having a party the night before we're meant to perform a song about alcohol at an alcohol awareness assembly?" Chloe asked with a giggle, looking down at the liquid in her cup.
"Well at least McKay is letting us do Ke$ha." Stacie shrugged. "And Bree's gonna slay." She winked at the blonde.
"I still can't believe you guys are making me take the lead." Aubrey groaned, resting her head on Jesse's shoulder.
"You're the blonde one." Beca shrugged before finishing off the contents of her cup. Aubrey pointed over to Rachael making the girls turn their heads.
"But you sing better than her and plus you looked hot when we did a dress rehearsal." Stacie reminded her. "Right let's get this party started." She gulped down the rest of her drink before reaching over on the table and pulling over the shot glasses and vodka.
"Three on three." Beca sat forward on the couch, setting her cup down on the table. "You joining in Chlo?" She asked, turning to the redhead who still had a half full cup of liquor in her hand.
"Maybe later."
"You're going down Mitchell." Stacie grinned as she poured out six shot glasses full of vodka, pushing three over to Beca.
"Ha, we'll see about that." Both girls raised the first glass to their mouth and looked at Chloe to count them in. The redhead counted down from three and on the word go the two brunette's downed the three shots, Stacie finishing just half a second faster.
"Told you!" Stacie exclaimed, holding her arms up in the air.
As time went on, the effects of alcohol were certainly starting to
get the better of people. Luke and Rachael were dancing together in the middle of the room, Stacie was dancing seductively on the ping pong table much to the amusement of the other three boys, Chloe and Beca were sloppily making out with each other on the couch whilst Aubrey and Jesse (the only sober ones in the room) just enjoyed cuddling on the chair.
"You can have a drink if you want." Jesse smiled as he pushed a few strands of hair out of Aubrey's face.
"I'm okay. Honestly, going to school with a hangover tomorrow really doesn't appeal to me." She played with Jesse's fingers gently. Jesse laughed at her and she turned to him "What?"
"You may be sixteen on the outside but I think you're like twenty-five on the inside, you're so sensible." Jesse said in amusement, kissing her fingers that were loosely intertwined with his. Aubrey shook her head before placing her hands on Jesse's cheeks before kissing him.
Beca pulled away from Chloe, breathing heavily. "Your face tastes awesome." She commented, sitting up.
"You're so drunk." Chloe giggled, taking another sip of her drink.
"No I'm not." Beca slurred, pressing her finger messily on what was supposed to be Chloe's lips but she completely missed. Chloe laughed again, yeah she was a little bit drunk herself but it was nowhere near the level of Beca and Stacie. Speaking of the devil, Stacie staggered over and fell on top of Beca.
"I love you Becaaaaa" Stacie sang and they both just lay there, giggling stupidly at each other. "You're my best frieeeeend." Beca pushed Stacie off onto the floor making her laugh again.
"Beca what the hell happened when you were kissing me, you weren't this bad before." Chloe scoffed, pulling her girlfriend upright, only to have her fall into her side.
"That's because I'm drunk on you baby." Beca sat up, swaying before kissing her girlfriend once again.
"Even when you're off your face, you're still as charming as ever." Chloe chuckled, leaning her head on Beca's shoulder. "I'm so proud of you babe, I'm so glad you're out and proud and don't give a damn whatever is said to you." She had to talk a bit louder because the music was really loud, she wasn't sure if Beca was going to answer or not because she was honestly so pissed.
"I'm so gay." Beca turned to Chloe with a drunken, goofy smile. "Gay-giggity-gay-gay-gay." She continued and Chloe choked on a laugh before grabbing her girlfriend in a headlock.
"You're such a weirdo."
"I'm your weirdo." Beca corrected.
"You certainly are my weirdo." Chloe smiled, placing her hand on Beca's thigh. Beca looped her arms around Chloe's waist and nuzzled into the redhead's neck.
"I love you Red." The brunette mumbled and Chloe stopped rubbing her thigh. She had never heard Beca say that to her and it made her heart soar, then again it could be the alcohol talking but they do say alcohol makes you say things you wouldn't say sober.
"I love you too, little weirdo." Chloe said softly, stroking the drunken girl's hair, she was glad she was still aware of her surroundings and could actually enjoy this moment.
"I'm not little." Beca pulled away, pouting.
"Keep telling yourself that, baby." Chloe winked, playfully pushing her girlfriend. "Hey Stace, what're you doing?" The redhead asked curiously as she watched the brunette pour vodka into an already half full cup that wasn't her's. Stacie pressed her finger against her lips before pointing at Aubrey who was now rather heavily making out with her boyfriend on his lap. "Please tell me that had coke in it first?"
"Of course." Stacie screwed the cap back on and threw herself onto the chair behind her.
Aubrey pulled away from Jesse and turned around to grab her cup from the table. Chloe, Stacie and Beca watched on expectantly, funnily enough she didn't seem to noticed that her cup was practically filled with vodka unless she didn't notice and didn't say anything.
The girls kept watching Aubrey spiral into an alcohol driven state as they continued to spike her drink (laughing uncontrollably as they did so) everytime she wasn't looking and the blonde kept drinking and drinking. The said girl walked back over stumbling as she did so and giggling into her cup.
"What's gotten into you?" Jesse asked, grabbing Aubrey by the hips and pulling her back onto his lap.
"What're you talking about?" Aubrey asked, leaning back into her boyfriend.
"You look and sound drunk." He raised his eyebrow and took her cup off her. He took a tiny sip of the liquid and could instantly taste the vodka. "You are so drunk, Bree this has more vodka than coke in it." Jesse stated with slight concern before turning to the three girls who were slurring a load of shit to each other on the couch. "Which one of you did this?" He asked loudly grabbing their attention.
"I'm not drunk." Aubrey protested but then Jesse wondered why he hadn't noticed the strong alcohol smell coming from her breath. Chloe, Beca and Stacie just giggled like school girls, there was no point shouting at them if they were so pissed themselves.
"I think that's enough for you." He chuckled, holding the cup out of her reach. She pouted and Jesse found it adorable. "I think it's time for your bed." He laughed, setting the cup down on the table before holding his hands out to her.
"No, I want to stay here." She huffed, refusing to take his hands.
"Babe you're going to regret it in the morning, you need to sleep it off." She shook her head again and Jesse rolled his eyes, desperate times called for desperate measures. He lifted her up and threw her over his shoulder. As Jesse walked towards the stairs he felt his girlfriend lifting up the back of his shirt.
"You've got a really sexy back." She commented and Jesse couldn't help but laugh when she ran her nails over his skin. Wow, she was a handful after a few drinks. He carried her all the way up to her bedroom and kicked the door closed behind him before setting Aubrey on her feet. The blonde swayed a bit and Jesse could quite get his head around how she acted when she was drunk, it was adorable and hilarious at the same time. "You're strong. Beca says your arms are so big cause you masturbate a lot."
Jesse almost choked on his words as a blush creeped onto his face, that wasn't something you heard coming out of Aubrey's mouth very often. "Did she now?" He asked, oh that cousin of his was so gonna get it.
"Uh huh." Jesse grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled it over her head. He tries to focus on the task at hand instead of jumping for joy since he was getting to see his girlfriend in just her bra. "What're you doing?" Aubrey slurred, holding on to Jesse's shoulder for balance as he unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans.
"Making sure you're comfy for bed." He replied, it was like talking to a three year old but it certainly amused him. He pulled her jeans down to her knees before pushing her back onto the bed making her giggle. "You're going to be praying to the porcelain goddess in the morning." Jesse muttered to himself in amusement as he pulled her jeans off, tossing them onto the floor. "Can you take your contacts out?" Jesse asked wondering if he was going to have to help.
Aubrey nodded and reached for her eye with her thumb and forefinger, only managing to poke herself in the eye multiple times. Jesse sighed, sitting down on the bed next to her. He opened her eye and pulled her left contact out, muttering how gross it was before dropping it into the solution and then reaching for the right.
"You're all blurry." Aubrey slurred, running her hands over Jesse's face.
"I'm pretty sure that's mostly from the alcohol." He gently pushed her back down until her head hit the pillow before pulling the cover over her. "Goodnight baby, I love you." He mumbled as he kissed her alcohol riddled lips.
"I love you too." She slurred, running a down his cheek. Jesse smiled softly before pulling away and walking over to the door. As he opened the door, he looked over his shoulder, chuckling as he was met with an unconcious Aubrey.
Aubrey awoke with a banging headache and little memory of what happened the night before. She pressed her hand against her head with a groan and grabbed her phone, realising she had message from Jesse.
[From: Jesse]
You're probably wondered what happen last night babe. Well remind me to never let you near the assholes AKA Stace, Chlo and Beca, they kept spiking your drink last night and got you pissed. You were pretty funny though, you were admiring my sexy back (your words not mine) xx.
[Sent at: 06:32]
Aubrey was just about to reply when a sudden wave of nausea hit her, making her throw the covers off her and run to the nearest bathroom. She dropped to her knees and wretched over the toilet, grimacing at the taste of alcohol that came back on her. The door opened with a squeak and Aubrey prepared herself for the worst because the stench of stale alcohol had already filled the room.
"Who's ther-" She attempted to ask before her stomach heaved again.
"Jesus Aubrey." Aubrey was slightly relieved that it was her mother's voice instead if her father's. "My eyes are watering in here, how much did you drink?" Rose joked slightly before getting down on her knees beside her daughter.
"I don't know, you're not mad?" Aubrey asked, her voice echoing in the toilet bowl.
"Not mad, no. Slightly disappointed but I was way worse when I was your age." Rose chuckled. Aubrey laughed but cut herself off as her body decided to empty more of the contents of her stomach. "Oh dear." Rose pulled her daughter's hair back into the hair tie that was on her wrist and rubbed her back as she continued to heave over the bowl.
Aubrey spat into the toilet a couple of times before lifting her head out.
"Wow you look awful." Rose stifled a laugh as she held Aubrey to her feet before looking her up and down. "Can I ask why you're practically naked?"
"I don't know Mom, I guess Jesse took my clothes off before he put me to bed." Aubrey sighed as she looked at herself in the mirror. She looked at her mother's reflection, she was raising her eyebrow expectantly at her daughter. "Are you serious? He's my boyfriend Mom, there's nothing wrong with that."
Rose smirked before exiting the bathroom before calling "Wait there, I'll be back in a second!" Aubrey furrowed her brow. Rose returned not long after with a folded pile of Aubrey's school uniform and a clean bra and underwear. The blonde took the clothes slowly and furrowed her brow at her mother. "Don't give me that face, you're going to school regardless of a hangover." Aubrey groaned as Rose turned on the shower. "Now go and shower because you smell like an old bar."
Stacie trudged downstairs, tying her school tie round her neck as she did so, sporting a pair of sunglasses. As she entered the kitchen she got an eye roll from her mother and weird looks from her siblings.
"I'm pretty sure I'm adopted." Ally sighed as Stacie slumped down in one of the chairs at the dining table.
"I know you were drunk last night." Sarah sighed as she made sure Aiden didn't make a mess with his porridge. "Between you and your father."
"Bite me." Stacie mumbled, folding her arms.
"You're going to school." Sarah said sternly.
"Why do you think I came down in my uniform?" Stacie snapped. If wasn't just because of the killer hangover she had, she had been a lot more snappy with her parents ever since they announced the divorce. "Ugh fuck meeee." She groaned, resting her head on the table.
"Stacie watch your language in front of your little brothers."
"Stop attacking me." Stacie whined, lifting her head. "Whatever you're feeding him it's making me want to vomit."
"Stacie go and please take yourself somewhere else, you're getting on my nerves." Sarah was slowly starting to lose her patience with her eldest daughter.
"Yeah Stacie go somewhere else." Ally mocked and Stacie turned to her with a glare although her younger sister couldn't see because of the sunglasses. Ally's cereal caught Stacie's eye and it made her stomach churn.
"Oh my god, I'm gonna be sick." She ripped off her sunglasses and stood up.
"You won't make it upstairs, use the sink." Sarah got up herself as Stacie stumbled over to the sink and leaned over it. Stacie gripped the sides of the sink as her stomach heaved.
"God you're so gross." Ally grimaced.
Sarah gathered her daughter's hair in her hand and rubbed her back.
"You're gro-" Even when vomiting Stacie tried to comeback but instantly cut herself off as she wretched some more.
"My whole life has been cleaning up vomit." Sarah chuckled as she continued to rub Stacie's back before the smell hit her. "God Stacie that's awful." She grimaced as the stench filled her nose.
"That's disgusting." Ally commented and Elliot made a noise of disgust.
"Just be happy I didn't throw up on the table." Stacie wiped her mouth with her hand and grabbed a glass before filling it up with water. She rinsed her mouth out a few times before her mother moved her out of the way so she could disinfect the sink. "You guys can't talk anyway, Ally remember that time when you were like six and had some illness that made you puke everywhere. Well Mom and Dad weren't home so I spent my entire weekend cleaning up your vomit because you always missed the bucket. And Elliot when you were four you had stomach flu, again dear mother and father left me in charge and I don't know what the hell is wrong with you two but you can't friggen puke in a bucket."
"Beca you need to get up for school." John opened his daughter's bedroom door to a groan, she certainly wasn't a morning person. Beca hissed at the bright light and looked around the room, feeling a bit lost until she saw her father. "What time did you get home last night?" He asked, he knew her, Jesse and Rachael were all going to be later home because they were spending some time with Aubrey to celebrate her birthday but he had fallen asleep rather early.
"I don't know." Beca whined, throwing the covers off her as she got too hot. She sat up like a bolt as a bout of nausea hit her. "Dad give me the trash can." She rushed out, holding her stomach and her father rushed to her side, dropping to his knees as he held the trashcan for his daughter. She leaned over the top of it and puked her guts up, groaning as she did so.
"You've been drinking." John realised as soon as she started vomiting because the stale alcohol smell hit him like a truck.
"Sorry Dad." She replied weakly before her stomach heaved again. "Jesus Christ." She spat, grimacing at the taste.
"I'm disappointed so I'm giving you a punishment and that is that you're still going to school today, okay?"
"Ugh fine." Beca groaned.
"You done?" He asked, refusing to look down into the trashcan he was holding. Beca nodded and he stood up, taking the trashcan with him. "Now get yourself in the shower, the vodka is seeping through your pores."
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Question - Obviously Beca, Stacie and Aubrey were the most drunk and woke up in a similar state but whose morning was your favourite scene?