Letter 46

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HAYDEN

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HAYDEN

My feet hurt from dancing even if it wasn't really dancing, just me jumping on the floor. Nicki will make even a bad dancer, Dance

Dancing was or never would be my thing. I think it's the vodka in my system making me do it, but I can feel my social battery go down I think I'll have one more glass.

I pushed my way through the sweaty humans toward the bar.

When I was finally out of the dancing zombies I breathed in relief.

As I reached the bar the first-ever thing that caught my attention...

...was Piper sitting near the counter with nearly ten empty glasses in front of her.

FUCK

What is she is up to.?

I went and sat next to her but she was too zoned out to acknowledge my presence.

"Please don't throw up in Jake's car you know how much he is in love with it" I attempted to make a joke trying to grab her attention, it worked.

Okay, dancing and jokes both aren't my things.

"Don't worry I will never cause any trouble to anything that he loves" she replied in a serious tone.

Strange.

"P, that's enough beer save it for others" I told her pulling the glass from her hand and pointing at the people dancing behind.

"Tell me what's wrong?" I added.

"Wrong? What's not wrong Hayden?" She said or the liquor did.

Her gaze moved from me in another direction making the pain visible in her eyes.

I followed her gaze to see what caused her that pain, ready to punch in the nose of whoever it was.

FUCKIN ASSHO-

That asshole was none other than our best friend Jake.

He was currently on the couch with a girl on his lap and the other next to him. I've told him plenty of times to not bring out the player in him when we three are hanging out.

I know he is unobservant to see how Piper feels about him, so I've always made sure he doesn't do it around her.

The view made me sick. And I think Piper too because as soon as I moved my gaze towards her she was on her way to throw up.

I held her hair back and moved my eyes at Jake, who almost yanked the girl on his lap making her fall on her butt, and ran towards us. I don't know why but the smirk appeared on my lips.

"P, are you fine? I've told you multiple times you can't handle beer." His eyes moved to the empty glass in front of her

"WHAT THE FUCK! don't tell me it's her she drank all that are you kidding Piper?! Why would you-

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