Rachel

Take a deep breath. Take a deep breath. I repeatedly told myself, hutch over the counter with my head in my hands.

"Aunty Rachel? Are you okay?" I hear Charlotte's voice say as I feel her hand on my back.

" yes." I said trying to steadying my voice, "sweet heart could you tell your mama that I'm not feeling very good and need to go upstairs." There was a moment of silence. " I have a headache, Charlotte. Nothing to worry about. Okay."

"Okay Aunty Rachel." I can hear in Charlotte voice that she's worry as she walks off.

I look to see if anyone's around. Actually, I'm making sure David isn't around. I slowly sneak across the kitchen.

" I knew it!!!" I hear Katie coming inside the back door, "you can't leave me alone doing this Rachel. I need you to help me bring the food to the buffet table."

I slowly turn around and exaggerate my agony by placing my hand on my head, "Katie, Im sorry, but I really don't feel good at all."

Katie stares at me with no empathy, " suck it up. If you drank a little too much that's your problem, but you need to help me with this part."

I can see Katie wasn't going to budge. I look around to find an escape, but there was none. I grab the large aluminum tray filled with BBQ chicken. Next to the tray is an open bottle half filled with champagne. I quickly put the chicken down and grab the bottle. I gulp the drink fast then quickly run out the back door. Luckily the guests are still mingling amount themselves. I feel like im moving slowly through them, like im invisible. I bump into a few gusts, repeatedly saying sorry as my head feels heavy and spins. I try to focus to keep an eye out for David, Jacob and Hayes. I just need to put the food on the table then leave.

"I need to talk to you." I hear a low tone behind me as an arm reaches to grab a piece of loose chicken meat, beside me.

My eyes pop wide open. Shit. I recognize the sleeve. Jacob. Not now. I don't want to talk to him.

My heart strats to beat faster, "I can't. I'm busy." I quickly say, hoping it sends him away.

"You're ex is here." He said seeming to not hear my dismissing words.

"Oh. Really? I didn't know." Trying to sound nonshunade. Im finding it hard to breath outhere, "Thanks for letting me know." I say looking at the table as Katie quickly brings more trays.

"Nice guy. We chatted a little. It's amazing the things we learn about when we talk to others."

I stiffen. What the hell did they talk about. Shit. Getting dizzy with the commotion of poeple or the tone of Jacobs voice mixed with all the champagne I've been drinking, I think I'm going to throw up. I turn around to escape through the guests that rushed to the table, "I'm busy right now." I say as I leave. Bumping into the guests trying to steady my pace. I don't know if Jacob heard me but I need to get out of there... fast

"Oh Rachel. How are you?" Mrs Gordon asks grabbing my arm.

I look at her in disorientation, " I'm in deep shit, actually," I blur out uncontrolly. Mrs. Gordon's eyes wide in shock, "I have to get more food." I ramble in confusion, finding myself having no control of my words. I walk off holding my head as bodies of people flow around me.

I look around and I don't see Jacob. Oh God I hope he doesn't know anything.