Diary scars (unofficially 'will you be my diary?' )

chapter 10

I jumped off my bed and ran towards Ihzhak, demanding to see the photo, he just laughed and took out his phone. What I saw made my headache seem like over kill, the photo was definitely from last night, I could see Alle and I as well as the girls in the photo, all surrounding me as I was in the middle of the semi circle swiping shots off the table and into my mouth. But that's not what was bad about the photo, the thing was, during that time, I had choked on a shot and spat it out accidentally, and of course with my luck the camera caught it, me half spraying Morgan with a shot of alcohol, not that he looked disappointed.

I felt my cheeks go red for major embarrassment and anger, damn my stupid self to hell if this photo found anyone else. Ihzhak burst out laughing.

"Where'd you get that photo?" I asked with caution.

"Where do you think? The moon?" he said with a mirthful hint of sarcasm. My mind was screaming at me to open my eyes and head to think how he could have gotten a photo from last night.

"There's a thing called social media, like geez, I thought you would have guessed." Ihzhak said. I was lost for words as I saw the background of the picture, Instagram. Just my luck. I saw so many likes and comments on it that I almost hurled all over my floor, the alcohol was not a good idea.

Ihzhak moved down to sit on my bed next to me with a face as hard as stone.

"Kimmy, who took this?" Ihzhak almost screamed but reeled his tone back to decent. I didn't answer.

"Kimmy! Who took this goddamn photo?!" Ihzhak yelled.

"Why don't you see who posted it?" I asked him. He clicked on the person's profile and swore.

"I'm gonna kill him and Megan." Ihzhak said to me, face tight with anger.

"Ha ha ha, I should have known Megan would post that, what a bitch." I said with as much venom as I could muster, me hands were balled into fists and my teeth were gritted.

"Are there any other photos from the party Megan posted that I should know about?" I asked. He shook his head.

"Not that I know of." Ihzhak said. I nodded.

"Good."

"What happened last night to make Megan comment like this, this will never be payback enough for what the bitch has done." Ihzhak asked me, I could see the protective stature of his face and tight tensed muscles promising vengeance.

"Oh, just a little argument." I said like it were nothing.

"For some reason, that makes me even less comfortable, what was the argument about?" he asked me in a cautious tone, as if what I said next would be a stab in the heart.

"You'll have to ask All -" I said but didn't get to finish, as the door burst open and Alle walked in, her face a mask of rage.

"I swear I'm gonna kill her." Alle said as she rushed in for a hug.

"She deserved more than that sucker punch to the nose for what she said." Alle said with her arms tightly wound around me. I don't think she noticed Ihzhak when she had stormed in, not at the way he had that contorted look of rage hiding his features.

"Kimmy, you need to promise me never to say anything like what you said at the end of the night to Daniel and Vanessa, ever again if you're drunk. Okay, yeah sure it's your story to tell, but only when you're ready, and not drunk." Alle added. I nodded and bowed my head in shame.

Ihzhak's POV:

I came into Kimmy's room to her screaming into her pillow, her diary was sitting on the bed and she was still in her party dress, her hair was an absolute mess as were her bed covers.