The Girl that Hades called Persephone

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Chapter Thirty-Seven

The sound and smell of throw up made me throw up even more. Debbie held onto my messy hair, letting me get rid of the alcohol.

A few hours before, we were okay. We had entered the bar, and lots of other students were celebrating as well.

Debbie had grabbed the attention of some guys, and of course, they bought her a drink. The waiter didn’t ask for ID, making me a little nervous as to all who could actually legally drink in the bar.

“Shots!” Debbie yelled, getting claps from others. Hades and I just sat next to each other, watching her. Her boyfriend came around after about thirty minutes. They kissed each other, and Debbie was all over him.

“Hi,” he said to Hades. “I’m George.”

“Nice to meet you,” Hades said shaking his hand.

“Look at our men, getting along,” Debbie said, throwing her arm around my neck. I felt bad for George, but he knew what he was getting himself into. He grabbed a drink himself and sat down next to Debbie. She was hugging him, touching him. I was envy how easy she made it look.

“Shots!” she screamed again, having the bar clap with her again. It was all entertaining until she threw drinks my way. “Come on!”

“I don’t know Debs.”

“Everyone!” she shouted to the bar. “My best friend is engaged!”

Before I could stop her, everyone in the restaurant cheered for us. I turned so red, while Hades just patted me on the back.

The waiter brought drinks over, saying the drink was on the house. Hades took a sip, while I just stared into my fruity sugary drink.

“Go on,” Hades said.

“I’ve never drunk. . . Will I get drunk?”

Hades whispered in my ears, “You’re a god, we don’t get drunk.”

I made a face but agreed. Debbie called for another round of shots, and another. . . And another.

By the sixth one, I was highly drunk. I giggled and laughed as Hades held me in his arms. I looked up at him, touching his nose. “You said I wouldn’t get drunk. Hehehe.”

“I never do,” he said rubbing his chin. “Maybe other gods and goddess get drunk.”

“We know now!” I laughed, crawling into his lap.

“Steffi,” he said, trying to get me to stop.

“No, no, no,” I said pulling a finger on his lips. “You got to listen to me now. . . Because I am very drunk. . . But a queen! I’m your queen. And you shall listen to me.”

He kissed my forehead, and got me out of his lap and sitting next to him. “yes, my queen.”

“I love you sooooo much Hades.”

He stroked my cheek. “I love you too.”

Debbie, just as drunk as me, was sitting across the table and blurted out, “Have you guys even had sex yet?”

Hades eyes got huge while I stared at her. “Noooo,” I answered. “Wait, have you and George?”

I saw his cheeks getting bright red.

“Excuse me for a second,” H said getting up and disappeared into the crowd.

“I’ll go with him,” George said.

Debbie and I giggled too each other. “I haven’t even told my mom I’m getting married!” I told her. “I’m so scared to tell her!”

“Oh my god...you know what would be a wonderful idea?”

“What!?”

“Tell her now!! Like, call her, and tell her! Because you’re not so scared now, right?”

“Debbie. . . That’s a wonderful idea!”

“I know!” We both screamed and giggled as I fiddled around with my phone. I only had about seven contacts, and two of them were numbers for my mom. I clicked on her home phone, and it started ringing.

“Omg, omg, omg,” I said, my body shaking. My brain was telling me to stop, but my body was bouncing off the walls. “I can’t do-”

“Hello honey,” my moms voice answered.

I giggled. “She’s on, what do I say?” I asked Debbie.

“Tell her!”

“Steffi? What’s going on?” my mom asked.

“Hehehe, mom, so like um. . . Hehehe.”

“Steffi you sound. . . Not all there...have you been drinking?”

My mouth opened and I covered the phone. “She’s onto me!”

“Go on before she knows!”

I cleared my throat. “So, mother dearest...I want to tell you a few things. Hades proposed me to, and I said yes. Hehehe, isn’t that awesome? Hehehe, like it’s so-”

“No.”

My train of thoughts disappeared. “No? What are you saying?”

“I forbid it. How dare he! He’s a bad-”

“Shut the hell up mom!” I screamed into the phone. Debbies mouth dropped and so did mine.

“What did you just-”

My mouth wasn’t stopping, no matter how many times my brain screamed for it to stop. “That’s. . . That’s right. You don’t know me! You don’t control my life anymore. Goodbye mothhhhhher!”

“Persephone-”

I hung up the phone. Debbie and I stared at each other, not sure what to do. “Dude. . . I can’t believe you said that.”

“It felt . . . Awesome!”

We high five each other. Hades came back, and gave us a questionable look. “Everything okay?”

“Yep. . Mom knows now. She said . . . She said she forbids it.”

He frowned. “You called your mother while you’re drunk?”

“My idea!” Debbie waved her arms. “And it was brilliant!”

“Steffi. . . How do you feel?”

I bet both hands on my hips. “Awesome,” I said with confidences. However, a wave of reality, the first of many to come, hit me and squeezed my stomach so tightly, that I bend over and threw up on the floor.

That’s when Debbie took me to the bathroom, and I spent 10 minutes throwing up all the drinks I had.

I ended up sitting on the floor crying. “Oh no, what did I do?”

“Took my advice....you shouldn’t really do that.”

I have a soft laugh. “I’m sorry,” I said, not sure what else to say.

“It’s okay, girl. Hey, you want me to get your man to take you home?”

“What about you?”

“I’ll be okay, I wanna stay.”

“You’ll be safe?” I asked, feeling like my own mother, pounding questions.

“Course, I got Geroge. He’s a good one. Let me go get Hades.”

She stepped out of the bathroom, leaving me alone. I felt so dizzy, my head was killing me. I never been drunk, and I never wanted to again. I put myself up from the floor and grabbed a paper towel.

I soaked it, and washed my face with it. When I was done, I looked up in the mirror.

I gasped as a person was staying right behind me. I turned around, and saw a tall, beautiful woman, in a long red dress, covered by a black cloak. She had red eyes, and looks that could kill you.

“Persephone?” she asked.

“Yes-s?”

She grabbed my wrist, hard. “You’re coming with me.”

That’s went everything turned to black.

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