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82. A Few More Drinks.

Damn it. I suck. Completely.

I asked Ryder if he could go back to the apartment and get my backpack, the floral multicolored one, and I forgot about the stuff I had in there for a couple of weeks or so. A couple of packs of cigarettes with a match, some liquor flask bottles filled with strawberry flavored vodka Damn it I wished I had remembered that before I asked him because then I could of told him to dump the crap before coming here. But... I didn't want to waste the stuff either. That was still some of the free drinks I got after screwing with the guy at the drink store.

I pretended to have my period and made an excuse to go into the bathroom to change pads, only to drink from the flask and drink some vodka. I chewed on some gum that was also in my bag to block out the vodka from my mouth. It had to work.

It did. I kissed Ryder on the lips and he didn't mention anything about my breath smelling of vodka. I did it again about an hour later...then an hour after that. The fourth time I actually had to pee and while I was gone, the crap went down.

I came out of the bathroom and Ryder was there holding a flask bottle in his hands. "I looked to find your phone to find Minnie's number and I find this?"

"I forgot—"

"Nope." Ryder stopped me mid-sentence. "You didn't. You had to of noticed this stuff when you were changing around in the bathroom. You do realize how horrible this stuff is, right? How much trouble you can get into for underage drinking?"

I rolled my eyes. "I know...but... I didn't want to waste it."

"Drown it down the sink or toilet. It'll get the fish drunk." He said.

"Whatever. Fine." I said getting a bit bothered now. "Can we please do something fun?"

"Sure."

Three hours after Ryder left I managed to sneak out of the room and meet up with the girl who gave me those cigarettes earlier. I went to the roof of the hospital and smoked a few cigarettes before finding the girl in her room and asking her for a small bottle of alcohol she got from a friend of hers. In exchange I gave her a pack of cigarettes.

I drank the bottle all the way down, went outside to have one more smoke and went back to bed. My phone buzzed and I saw it was Ryder.

I Love You, Marley.

Shit. Too bad I just did things I knew he would hate me for. No, not hate, just to be disappointed.