Best Served Cold

26: Cold Water and Hot Skin

My head was spinning like I was on a non-stop merry-go-round - one with the pretty lights and the colourful ponies, although the pony I was on was a little unstable, shaking slightly from side to side. I think I'll name him Jeffery. Why are you shaking Jeffery? Are you sick?. I frowned in concern for Jeffery as I opened my eyes. As my eyes adjusted to the light I saw that Jeffery was no where to be found and the only thing that remained in my vision was a pouty Jordan, glaring at me slightly and the empty wine glasses coloured the table. I blinked again, I was starting to see such bright colours behind my eye lids making me smile and giggle.

"Great now I got you drunk." Jordan muttered as he rain his hands though his brown hair and rolled his eyes, clearly annoyed with me. What did I do? Wait. Drunk? I wasn't drunk.

I waved my hand towards him, "I'm not drunk. I'm one-hundred percent sob – oh shit! I tipped it." My eyes opened wide as I stared down at the last glass of wine hit the ground, the wine now forming a puddle on the floor. It kind of looks like a puppy – oh my god, I think it moved. I've created life! time for an evil laugh.

"Come on, time to go home." Jordan said as he stood up from his seat opposite me and reaching down, grabbing a hold of trying to pull me away from the wine puppy that was currently yipping at me. I cant leave my creation, it needs me.

"But I'm having fun. Why are you ruining my fun, you fun ruiner." I pouted a little confused at what I just said. Why does my head feel so heavy?

"Fun Ruiner?" He questioned, raising an eyebrow as he gave me a side ways glance and continue to lead me out of the winery.

"Yeah Ruiner, you ruined my fun you ruiner."

"That isn't a word."

"It is if I say it is buddy." I tapped his chest. "Now let go I can walk by myself." I smiled up at him and pushed his hands away from my arms so I could start walking up the gravel path, towards the house.

"Mia?"

I rolled my in annoyance, I was walking here! "What?" I breathed out in annoyance as I spun around and gave him an annoyed look.

"The house is that way." He pointed to the other way, just behind him.

Really? I could have sworn it was that way? "I knew that." I lied, "I was just testing you." Smiling a little I turned around and started bouncing off towards the horses. Oh yes, I see now.

"Come here." He said reaching for me with an extended hand. I let Jordan grab my hand and bring me over to the black horse that he was riding before. Grabbing on to my waist Jordan, lifted me up and placed me on the saddle before he swiftly followed me up.

"But that's my horse." I complained and frowned as I pointed to the brown horse that we were now leaving behind.

"Yes Mia, very good and if I thought you could actually stay on it I would let you ride back." He muttered before making the horse gallop back - the movement was beginning to stir my stomach a little.

We rode back together, I kept trying to steal the reins but Jordan just ended up grabbing my hands with one of his and keeping them on the saddle in a firm grip while he rode with one hand. I kept struggling against him and trying to point out pretty things but he wasn't having any of it, in stead he just pushed me back and rode even faster.

As we arrived in the stables Jordan dismounted, effortlessly and then dragged me down, using his chest to support me as he steadied me. Grabbing my hand Jordan led me into the house,  trying to hold most of weight but failing since I kept pulling away from him. Looking at his face from the side I saw he was annoyed, maybe even angry? But what did I do? I didn't want him to be angry at me. As we stood in the front foyer I started to hear voices, they were floating in my ears and getting louder and louder making my heart race. Oh my god, I can hear dead people! I closed my eyes tightly, panicking. I didn't want to see them. I turned around and buried my head in Jordan's chest before reaching my hand out and hitting the air as if I could protect myself from the ghosts. Jordan started chuckling as his hand came around and touched my back gently. I frowned my brow in confusion, why is he laughing at me? Picking my head up from his chest, I turned to see Julie storming through the house – leaving a trail of water behind her.