Chapter 166

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Chasity's POV-

So thank gosh, Stefan didn't pow, pow my ass.

But now I'm on bed rest. Not really. I mean Stefan carried me to the car and we're on the way back to our house.

"So Stefano how drunk do you think I have to be to make you mad?" I asked him.

"Mad, I don't get mad at you. Upset, like 5 shots in. You have horrible alcohol tolerance." He told me.

"Well Mr. Uggo rat, let's test that shit out," I said and grabbed a bottle of liquor.

I started drinking it, it was disgusting. I'm not an alcohol person.

"Okay, that's enough baby," Stefan said and took it out of my hand.

"No way," I replied and stole it out of his hand.

UGH. I want to die.

Someone grab the gun and shoot me.

...

YOU FILTHY SNAKE! I can't believe you'd actually try and shoot me. What a snake.

Snake. Snake. Snake.

"Do you want some?" I asked Stef.

"I'm driving, darling." He replied.

"Oh, yea. #Responsiblekidiguess." I said.

He laughed and took the bottle away from my hand.

It whatever because I already drank it all.

Now I feel fucking sick.

UGHIFJDHDHDH.

I called Maddie.

"Hello?" She replied.

"Girl- how many friends do you have?" I asked her.

"As much as you," she responded.

"So 2? Not counting the brothers." I said.

"Uhh, yea. I really need to make new friends before the wedding. Who else is going to be my bridesmaids?" She asked.

Let's not say anything cuz that bitch needs to ask me.

I hung up.

"Stef, how many friends do you have?" I asked him.

"Friends are untrustworthy." He replied.

"I'm telling Maddie," I said and texted her.

DRAMA!

This is what a wrote-

Stedjab saif tgat ur an untrdiswworchy snake. lolz

(Stefan said that you're an untrustworthy snake. Lolz.)

Yea I am so fucking drunk.

This is what she replied-

That's why his only friend is related to him, oh and you."

I mean she didn't lie.

We got home and Stefan had to carry me to the house.

"What happened to her?" Leo asked, throwing a water bottle at my head.

"Drunk," Stefano replied.

"Oh. You're grounded. No tacos for a week." Franco said.

What?!

Play it off cool. Act like you don't care.

"TAKE STEFAN INSTEAD! DON'T STEAL MY FOOD!" I yelled begging.

My brothers laughed and walked away.

I want tacos.

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