It was 2 am and Sarah already knew that she won't be leaving till 4 in the morning. Marc was super drunk. Jack was high. Sarah was sober. She did not like the idea of having to consume some forgin substance to feel good and enjoy, "what's the point of getting high and have fun when you won't even remember it the next morning? " She would often ask herself.
A group of her friends from school called Sarah to play Truth or dare with them, she noticed a almost passed out Marc among the group as she waved and blowed a kiss towards Sarah. Sarah sighed and went over, these people are far too drunk to remember anything tomorrow anyway. She thought.
As she sat down, the kids rolled a glass bottle around and it stoped at a girl named Grace,
"Opps, guess I'm stuck" the girl slurred a but of 'stuck'. She chose dare and she was dared to text her most recent ex (as she was kid of a player) lyrics of a super romantic song. It was funny to read the dude's replies, hilarious actually. Sarah found herself enjoying the game just as much as other, maybe even more cause she was aware of her actions and would definitely remember all the answers the next morning, which turned out to be a cruse as the bottle stopped in front of Marcella.
"Trush or Dare Truth or Dare" Sarah repeated to Marc and shook her lightly.
"Truth" came her reply and Sarah immediately got to thinking of the most difficult truth to ask her. Well Amber beat her to it as she asked Marc,
"Kiss Marry Kill: James-" James's girl friend Darcy gasped " -Gary-" everyone grimaced, he's the disgusting kid who once at a spider in his sandwich (he knew it was in there) "-and Jack".
Amber smirked at Sarah and Sarsh found it hard to breathe as her previous doughts returned to her. And she felt butterflies in her stomach. Bad kind of butterflies, the ones that comes there when you are about to walk on a stage to give a speech.
"Oooh" Marc seemed to be thinking hard, "Hard choice,they are all hottt" Sarah's breathing hiched as she glanced over to Jack, hot he was but he was also her's. Sarah's possessive side was slowly showing up.
"Why can't I kiss all" Marc pouted. A couple of girls laughed, oblivious to the two girls who where finding all the faults in the question and the answer, well turned out Darcy is not as drunk as Sarah anticipated as she was glaring at Marc, then she made eye contact with Sarah and seemed to notice her discomfort and dought, Darcy's eyes softened.
"Okay! okay! I got it, I got it," Once again Sarah forgot how to breathe, and Darcy got back to glaring at Marcella. Marc put up three fingers of her right hand and with her left hands index finger pushed the first one,
"Kiss: James-" Sarah's eyes widened towards Darcy and Darcy seemed to be shaking with anger. "-Mary: *hiccup* Jack-" Sarah felt tears pick at her eyes. "-and obviously kill Gary"
Sarah felt the need to cry but she once more convinced herself that it was just a game.
"Oooh Mary your best friend's man girl that voilation of girl code" another girl, Jesica said.
Marc simply shrugged and said "everything is fair in love and war" a couple of gasps were heard from the little group of girls.
Sarah abruptly got up and left the sitting.
Good thing none of the girls will remember this cursed game tomorrow.
She could feel someone rushing after her as she made her way to the backside of the house, she could feel tears staning her cheeks as she shook slightly as sobs escaped her.
She stood at the corner where no one could see or hear her crying.
A hand came on her shoulder and then a whisper, "you knew didn't you?" It was Darcy. Sarah did not reply, rather she just turned around and hug Darcy as she cried on her shoulder. Darcy stood still with her hands rubbing Sarah's back calmly as she whispered sweet nothings in her ears. Sarah could not control her emotions anymore. She felt like she was loosing everything. She had been doughtfull of Jack but the thought of Marc feeling this way was out of her head.
Stacy could not keep track of time as she cried but once it stopped, she wiped her tear stained cheeks and looked to Darcy in the eyes and said,
"Drunk words are just sober thoughts, right?"
