Hopeless

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I knocked on Q's door, technically the party was at 8:00 and it is currently 6:00 but Stacey wanted me to help set up.
'Hey! Come in!' She said
'Hey, where's Q?'
'Changing' she answered a little to quickly
I raised an eyebrow
'Is he changing...by himself?' I question with a smirk
She murmured something that sounded like
'He is now'
I laughed at that.
'Um...could you put up the streamers please?' She asked
---
Q joined us a few minutes later.
'Guess who it is?! Mr.18!!' He emphasised
'Hey bro' I said, Q can sometimes act like a five year old getting ice cream, if you know what I mean.
'So...you seriously got the house to yourself?' I ask
'Yeah, mum and dad are out, they won't be back till late morning tomorrow.' He answer
'Restrictions?'
'No alcohol' he said without blinking.
'Oh...' I said. I may or may not have bought some vodka.
'You didn't' he said as he looked up.
'Uh...sorry?' I said that guiltily
'Eli!! You know my parents, they'll freak!'
'Yeah bu--'
'No buts, you know tha--'
'Babe, stop stressing, just leave it.' Stacey said
'I'm with Stace' I said
'Oh shut up!' Q yelled
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The party was in full swing. It was 10:00, the party ended at 11:00 but I was staying over the night.
I agreed with Q to keep the drinks away until everyone had left. I didn't know many people there, they were all Q's friends. I bounced from conversation to conversation, not really interested. Stacey was on her phone non-stop. When I asked her about it, she wouldn't tell me who was on the other side of line. I caught some of the conversation, something about coming over. I didn't blame her, she was the only girl here
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The party had died. We were sitting on the ground in the backyard. Q and Stacey had already basically packed everything up, except for the outside, as we were still using it. Stacey and Q were attached, again. I left them to do...whatever they needed to do.
'Wait!' Stacey called as I got up
'What?' I ask
'What are you doing?' She asked
'Going to bed?' I say
'Why?' She questioned
'Coz I'm bored' I replied
'Lets play a game!' She said, excited
I looked at Q giving him the 'is she serious?' Look, he just nodded in response.
'What with 3 people?' I ask Stacey
'Would 4 people sound more encouraging?' She asked
'I guess...' I say hesitantly
Stacey glances at her watch, looks up at Q and whispers. He nods a reply.
'Go get the drinks, we ordered some pizza, so we'll answer the door for that.' He told me.
I got up and I heard Stacey giggle. I know somethings up, no pizza shop is open at 11:37 PM. I went with it anyway, I had nothing better to do. I grabbed the vodka, which took up both my hands, as I bought two, which I snuck past my parents, I'm like a ninja...or something like that, I don't know, maybe a samurai...I don't know...what was I saying? Vodka, right vodka. As I was walking out of the kitchen, the bell rang. I left it because Stacey said she would get it. I went outside and put the bottles down on the grass. Stacey and Q had vanished. I went inside, called their names a few times, with no response, so I decided to open the door, what's the worst that could happen?
I opened the door to find a familiar face looking down at her phone.
'Hey Stace, I bought pizza, I had to go so far to find a pizza pla--' she started but stopped as she looked up.
'What are you doing here?!' She yelled
'Me?! What are you doing here?! I yelled back.
'Stacey told me to come!' She yelled
'What are you doing here?!'
'I was here for Q's birthday!' I answered
'She set us up?' She questioned, lowering her voice
'I think so' I said
'Lets go insi--' I was interrupted by someone pushing me over, I assume it was Q. I fell on Meghan and heard the door shut behind me.
*click*
I cursed under my breath and got up, tried the door and it was locked.
I heard Q chuckle off.
I ran to the side door but that was locked as well.
'Q, you son of a bitch' I mumbled
Fantastic. Now I was locked outside, without vodka, that I bought mind you and I was stuck with Meghan, of all people.
I moved over to a window
'Meghan, can you see a way in?' I ask
'Meghan?'
I began to turn in her direction.
'Just cause your angry doesn't me--' my eyes widened 'Shìt!'
She was lying on the ground, and hadn't moved since I landed on her.
I ran over to her.
'Meghan!' I yelled
No response
I checked her pulse
She had one, but it was slowing.
From what I could see she was breathing, which meant I didn't need to use CPR.
But her pulse had me worried.
'Meghan?'
Still no response.
'Meghan!?'
Nothing
'Meghan!' I screamed
Her head stirred and she groaned as if she was woken up to early.
'Wha--' she said
The door opened
'It was a joke guys, no need to screa--' Stacey began
'Oh my god, Meghan!' she rushed over 'Are you ok?'
'Ugh it hurts but yeah, I think I'm ok' she flashes a smile, but it was replaced by a face of pain.
'Get her inside' Stacey ordered
She raced off inside and I helped her up but she toppled over, losing her balance, falling on me in the process.
'Meghan, are you really ok?'
'I'm fine!' She responded
She leant on me and I basically carried her inside and gently put her on the couch.
Stacey came over with ice packs, water and Panadol.
'Here' she handed them to me
I handed her two pills which she swallowed willingly as I held an ice pack to her head.
'Shìt, Meghan' Q came bounding down the stairs
'Are you--'
'I'm fine' she beat him to it
Q began to clean up outside and Stacey joined him, leaving me and Meghan alone in the living room.