~Chapter 1~
I woke up with a pounding headache, I felt like I had my head smashed against the wall multiple times and then someone told me to scream at the top of my lungs.
The material beneath me was leather so I assumed I was on a couch. My eyes were still shut, I was nervous that I'd open them and my head would split open.
My hands moved to my temples and I tried to sooth the pain by rubbing it but it didn't help. A soft groan escaped my lips and I heard footsteps of someone entering the room.
"You're awake," I heard a stranger speak and I sat up and opened my eyes quickly. The idea of being in a stranger's house scared me more than making my headache worse.
But damn did that hurt.
My head felt like it was exploding from the inside out and at any moment in the near future it would spontaneously combust. The light in the room seemed to be brighter than the sun as it penetrated my eyes and pounded in my head.
"Who are you?" I asked groggily and I cleared my throat before continuing, "Where am I and what the hell happened?"
My eyes had finally adjusted and before me stood a tall boy with unkept indigo hair. He was pale with dark bags under his eyes. A coffee mug was gripped in his hand and the other was placed in his pocket. The stranger's face conveyed no emotion as he stared at me blandly.
"I'm Shinso," he started, "Last night you passed out and I couldn't find your friends so I just brought you to my house."
"Why would you take me to your house?" I asked confused, I was getting a bit nervous. I didn't have much to drink last night and I suddenly pass out and wake up at a guy's house? I wasn't in any pain other than my head, so maybe it wasn't what I was imagining it. But that didn't stop possibilities from flooding my mind and my nervousness turning into fear. "You don't even know me."
The question seemed to mildly amuse him, "Would you rather have me leave you in a room full of horny drunk teenagers?"
The question sent a shiver down my spine and my nerves calmed a little, "Thank you."I said finally.
"Next time you should be more careful about not drinking so much," Shinso warned as he walked back into the other room and I could hear him pour something into a glass.
"But I didn't," I insisted, half a cup of whiskey wasn't much for me. I've drank much more before and still haven't been black out drunk, "I only had half a cup of alcohol."
Shinso walked back into the room and handed me a glass of water. I drank some to ease the pounding in my head. "Then someone must have put something into your drink," Shinso muttered, he looked up to meet my eyes, "Then it probably was a good thing I brought you here."
"Thanks," I said again, the idea of someone spiking my drink scared me almost as much as dogs, and I was really scared of dogs.
"How is your head feeling?" Shinso asked as he sat in a chair next to the couch.
"A bit better," I sighed, my head was still pounding but the feeling of it splitting in half was fading every few minutes.
"That's good," Shinso replied and I thought that was the end of our conversation until he asked one final question, "Do you remember much of the party?"
I paused, before now I wasn't trying to do too hard of thinking to save myself from a worse headache. Now I tried my best to remember, slowly bits and pieces fell into place, talking to Akinari, teasing Fujio, trying to get Reo to dance...
Wait a second...
The image of Reo with his tongue diwn a blond girl's throat made its way to the front of my mind, "Yeah," I replied shortly, trying to keep angry tears at bay.
I clenched my fists around the bottom of my black dress. My teeth gritted and I glared at nothing.
Shinso say in silence for a few seconds, probably taking note of my reaction. If he did he didn't say anything about it which was probably for the best. "Do you have any idea on who could've spiked your drink?"
I looked up, softening my glare just to be met by his tired, emotionless eyes. "No, not really." I tried to remember something, anything helpful. But I couldn't.
I was too distracted by the memory of Reo cheating on me.
I felt heat rise to my face, something that always has happened when I'm angry, "You clearly remember something. What is it?"
"It doesn't have to do with anyone spiking my drink," I assured him, I stayed silent for a few seconds before continuing, "Just got into an argument with someone."
Shinso was about to speak again but my phone buzzed from the table next to me. I flipped it over and the bright screen blurred my vision and my pounding head felt like an iron fist was jostling my brain around.
I squinted as I turned the brightness down and then I saw all the notifications from my mom and Hideyo. Both of them were threatening to call the police if I didn't show up or call them back in a few minutes.
"Your phone has been buzzing almost all night," Shinso commented as he saw me reading through all the texts. They both sounded really worried and I started to feel guilty. "Maybe I missed someone at the party who knew you."
"It's my mom and my friend, Hideyo," I said, not paying attention to his words too much. "I have to go, they're freaking out."
I stood up and got a head rush that blurred my vision and hit me in the head like a brick. I stumbled a bit, "Maybe that isn't the best idea, do you even know where you're going?" Shinso asked and I nodded.
"I know my way around town pretty good, my friends and I go joy riding a lot," I remembered all the times we would drive to no where, windows down, music blasting. It was amazing.
"My house isn't exactly in town," Shinso warned and I went to the front door and opened it. He lived in the country surrounded by fields of hay, wheat, and corn.
"Where are my shoes?" I asked ignoring his comment, I could find my way home, it's what GoogleMaps is for.
Shinso pointed next to the door and I picked them up, "Thank you for everything," I said, about to leave when I stopped myself. "Could I get your number?"
Shinso wore a look of surprise, the first emotion I've seen on his face this entire time except for exhaustion. "Why?"
"Because, I have to repay you for helping me out," I explained.
"You don't have to do that," Shinso said but I didn't want to hear it.
"It's kind of how I roll," I handed him my phone, "Put your number in and maybe I could treat you to dinner sometime." I gave him a small smile. "Plus, getting new friends never hurt anyone."
Shinso paused for a second, "Free food does sound nice," he said under his breath before he grabbed my phone and put his number in.
"I'll text you later then," I said as he handed my phone back, "Thanks again."
"Are you sure you want to walk, I can drive you home," he offered but I just smiled again.
"I could use the exercise," I walked out of the house right as a white, fluffy cat walked in. I gave her a quick pet on the butt before I shut the door and started my walk home.
The material beneath me was leather so I assumed I was on a couch. My eyes were still shut, I was nervous that I'd open them and my head would split open.
My hands moved to my temples and I tried to sooth the pain by rubbing it but it didn't help. A soft groan escaped my lips and I heard footsteps of someone entering the room.
"You're awake," I heard a stranger speak and I sat up and opened my eyes quickly. The idea of being in a stranger's house scared me more than making my headache worse.
But damn did that hurt.
My head felt like it was exploding from the inside out and at any moment in the near future it would spontaneously combust. The light in the room seemed to be brighter than the sun as it penetrated my eyes and pounded in my head.
"Who are you?" I asked groggily and I cleared my throat before continuing, "Where am I and what the hell happened?"
My eyes had finally adjusted and before me stood a tall boy with unkept indigo hair. He was pale with dark bags under his eyes. A coffee mug was gripped in his hand and the other was placed in his pocket. The stranger's face conveyed no emotion as he stared at me blandly.
"I'm Shinso," he started, "Last night you passed out and I couldn't find your friends so I just brought you to my house."
"Why would you take me to your house?" I asked confused, I was getting a bit nervous. I didn't have much to drink last night and I suddenly pass out and wake up at a guy's house? I wasn't in any pain other than my head, so maybe it wasn't what I was imagining it. But that didn't stop possibilities from flooding my mind and my nervousness turning into fear. "You don't even know me."
The question seemed to mildly amuse him, "Would you rather have me leave you in a room full of horny drunk teenagers?"
The question sent a shiver down my spine and my nerves calmed a little, "Thank you."I said finally.
"Next time you should be more careful about not drinking so much," Shinso warned as he walked back into the other room and I could hear him pour something into a glass.
"But I didn't," I insisted, half a cup of whiskey wasn't much for me. I've drank much more before and still haven't been black out drunk, "I only had half a cup of alcohol."
Shinso walked back into the room and handed me a glass of water. I drank some to ease the pounding in my head. "Then someone must have put something into your drink," Shinso muttered, he looked up to meet my eyes, "Then it probably was a good thing I brought you here."
"Thanks," I said again, the idea of someone spiking my drink scared me almost as much as dogs, and I was really scared of dogs.
"How is your head feeling?" Shinso asked as he sat in a chair next to the couch.
"A bit better," I sighed, my head was still pounding but the feeling of it splitting in half was fading every few minutes.
"That's good," Shinso replied and I thought that was the end of our conversation until he asked one final question, "Do you remember much of the party?"
I paused, before now I wasn't trying to do too hard of thinking to save myself from a worse headache. Now I tried my best to remember, slowly bits and pieces fell into place, talking to Akinari, teasing Fujio, trying to get Reo to dance...
Wait a second...
The image of Reo with his tongue diwn a blond girl's throat made its way to the front of my mind, "Yeah," I replied shortly, trying to keep angry tears at bay.
I clenched my fists around the bottom of my black dress. My teeth gritted and I glared at nothing.
Shinso say in silence for a few seconds, probably taking note of my reaction. If he did he didn't say anything about it which was probably for the best. "Do you have any idea on who could've spiked your drink?"
I looked up, softening my glare just to be met by his tired, emotionless eyes. "No, not really." I tried to remember something, anything helpful. But I couldn't.
I was too distracted by the memory of Reo cheating on me.
I felt heat rise to my face, something that always has happened when I'm angry, "You clearly remember something. What is it?"
"It doesn't have to do with anyone spiking my drink," I assured him, I stayed silent for a few seconds before continuing, "Just got into an argument with someone."
Shinso was about to speak again but my phone buzzed from the table next to me. I flipped it over and the bright screen blurred my vision and my pounding head felt like an iron fist was jostling my brain around.
I squinted as I turned the brightness down and then I saw all the notifications from my mom and Hideyo. Both of them were threatening to call the police if I didn't show up or call them back in a few minutes.
"Your phone has been buzzing almost all night," Shinso commented as he saw me reading through all the texts. They both sounded really worried and I started to feel guilty. "Maybe I missed someone at the party who knew you."
"It's my mom and my friend, Hideyo," I said, not paying attention to his words too much. "I have to go, they're freaking out."
I stood up and got a head rush that blurred my vision and hit me in the head like a brick. I stumbled a bit, "Maybe that isn't the best idea, do you even know where you're going?" Shinso asked and I nodded.
"I know my way around town pretty good, my friends and I go joy riding a lot," I remembered all the times we would drive to no where, windows down, music blasting. It was amazing.
"My house isn't exactly in town," Shinso warned and I went to the front door and opened it. He lived in the country surrounded by fields of hay, wheat, and corn.
"Where are my shoes?" I asked ignoring his comment, I could find my way home, it's what GoogleMaps is for.
Shinso pointed next to the door and I picked them up, "Thank you for everything," I said, about to leave when I stopped myself. "Could I get your number?"
Shinso wore a look of surprise, the first emotion I've seen on his face this entire time except for exhaustion. "Why?"
"Because, I have to repay you for helping me out," I explained.
"You don't have to do that," Shinso said but I didn't want to hear it.
"It's kind of how I roll," I handed him my phone, "Put your number in and maybe I could treat you to dinner sometime." I gave him a small smile. "Plus, getting new friends never hurt anyone."
Shinso paused for a second, "Free food does sound nice," he said under his breath before he grabbed my phone and put his number in.
"I'll text you later then," I said as he handed my phone back, "Thanks again."
"Are you sure you want to walk, I can drive you home," he offered but I just smiled again.
"I could use the exercise," I walked out of the house right as a white, fluffy cat walked in. I gave her a quick pet on the butt before I shut the door and started my walk home.
