"I don't really feel like going out," I mumbled.

"Come on, it's Halloween," josh said. "You deserve to have some fun after everything that happened."

"Mikey is in the hospital and—"

"Mikey has been in the hospital for two months," he interrupted. "You going out and having some time to yourself won't make him worse."

I shrugged and he sat beside me.

"You can just get drunk if you'd like," he said.

"Fine, I will agree to that," I said.

"You've got your fake ID?" He asked.

I nodded and sighed.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"Bar hopping," he said. "Come on, I got little cat ears for you to wear too."

He handed me the black cat ears and I sighed.

"And we are gonna get dressed up super cute," Jamia said. "We'll look hot."

I blushed as she brought me upstairs. She handed me a little black leather skirt and I stared at it.

"Mia, I can't wear this," I said.

She still handed it to me and I put it on. I put on a white t-shirt and a bright red leather jacket. She put on a similar outfit and I giggled as I put the ears on. Getting dressed up did make me feel a little bit better, it made me feel more normal.

"Alright, it's just about time to go," she said. "And we are going to have lots of fun and forget about everything that's happened."

I nodded and we went out to a bar where I showed my fake ID.

"Alright, let's order some shots," Josh said.

I smiled and grabbed the shot glass that was handed me to, quickly gulping it down. It burned my throat and I coughed for a moment but loved it. We ordered more shots and danced for a bit before heading down to another bar.

"Okay, I want to get, like, a fruity drink," I said.

I was a little bit tipsy now as I ordered a strawberry daiquiri, sitting at the counter giggling.

"Is that Frank?" Jamia asked.

I looked over and saw Frank across the bar watching me. He sat alone with a glass of whiskey. His hair was grown out a bit and his beard was fuller. I frowned, stumbling as I walked across the room to him.

"A-are you following me?" I asked.

"I was already here when you walked in," he said.

"I-isn't it your birthday?" I asked. "Don't you usually have a costume party?"

"Didn't feel like celebrating," he mumbled.

"Aren't you supposed to get sober?" I asked.

"Drugs," He said. "Y-you didn't say anything about alcohol."

I stared at him for a moment, my heart pounding fast as I looked into his bright, sad green eyes.

"Oh my god, Gee, I love this song, let's go dance," Jamia said.

She held my hand and I giggled as she pulled me back to where Josh was. I saw Frank say something to the bartender before he left.

"Wait, I wanna finish my drink," I said.

I went back to the bar and drank happily.

"Can I have a whiskey on the rocks?" Josh asked, pulling out his wallet.

"Oh, that man told me to put you three on his tab," she said.

I knew she was talking to Frank and a soft smile spread over my face but I quickly pushed it away.

"Great!" Josh cheered. "Night just got even better!"

I smiled and looked at the menu.

"I want a more expensive drink then," I said. "I want...a Ritz-Paris Sidecar."

She nodded, giving Josh and myself our drinks.

"How is it?" Josh asked as I took a sip.

"I can taste the lemon," I said. "How much was this?"

"About fifteen hundred," she said.

"Dollars?!" Josh shrieked. "You charged a grand and a half to Frank's card for one drink."

"Oops," I mumbled, giggling through my drunk haze as I took another sip.

We spent he rest of the night drinking before we went out to get a cab. Frank was there sitting on the curb as he smoked.

"I can drive you guys home," he offered when Jamia and Josh began to argue over what number to call.

They nodded and clambered into Frank's car.

"I-I accidentally got a really expensive drink," I said.

"That's okay," he said.

"I missed you," I mumbled. "Missed you a lot."

"I miss you too," Frank said. "But you wanted time away."

I nodded and stumbled over to the car. Frank went in to pay the bill before driving us back to the apartment. Jamia and Josh went in and I sniffled.

"A-are you clean?" I asked.

"Almost," He said. "Been almost two months clean now."

I looked over at him in the dark, his eyes watching me hopefully. I leaned forward, pressing my lips against his. Frank kissed back softly before pulling away.

"You're so drunk," he mumbled. "You should go to sleep."

"I missed you," I whimpered. "Come to bed with me."

Frank shook his head and smiled, getting out of the car. He brought me up to my room and changed me into pajamas.

"I love these little ears," he said, taking off my kitty ears.

I smuggled in bed and tried to pull him in with me but he shook his head.

"I have to go now, Princess," Frank whispered, giving my forehead a soft kiss. "I love you."

I watched him leave and I wanted to chase after him but I quickly fell asleep under my covers.

When I woke up my head was pounding. I rolled over, letting out a quiet whine. I tried going back to sleep for a little bit but finally I went downstairs and grabbed some coffee and medicine for my head. The other two seemed to still be sleeping as I sat on the couch watching tv on a low volume.

I tried remembering last night but there wasn't much to recall. I remember kitten ears and dancing but not much else.

"You're up," Jamia mumbled.

"There's a pot of coffee ready," I said.

She grabbed a cup before sitting beside me.

"Yesterday was fun," she mumbled. "It's been a while since we've had fun."

I nodded, smiling softly.

"I missed it," I admitted.

She nodded and held my hand.

"Josh was really sweet all last night," she said.

I looked at her with raised eyebrows and she blushed.

"Oh shut up," she muttered. "What about you and Frank? You ready to get back with him?"

"I don't know," I mumbled. "I think I might've had a dream about him last night."

She smiled, setting her cup down.

"Maybe that's a sign that you are ready," she said. "Or at least almost ready. You two were the perfect couple."

"But he still lied to me, my brother is still in a coma because of him," I said. "I love him but it's just difficult. I've been trying to start to forgive him and from his side I guess I could understand how hard it would be to tell me this. It's a really big thing and if I were him I would be scared of him leaving me too over talking about my actual job."

"Seeing things from his side his a really good sign," she said.  "Maybe you guys can meet up and talk soon. Or you can go out for dinner like you did on your first date to the fancy restaurant with the really good lobster."

I nodded with a small smile.

"It's been two months since I've seen him, I miss him," I said.

"You know, now that you mention it I kinda remember too," she said. "Remember Frank, I mean. Maybe he was in my dream too. Just for a moment, though."

I opened my mouth to speak when Josh walked in, curling up next to us on the couch.

"Remind me to never drink again," he mumbled. "How did we even afford so much alcohol?"

"I'm too scared to look in my wallet," Jamia said.

I sighed, closing my eyes.

"Can we just stay here all day and order a pizza and not move from this couch?" I asked. "We can have a movie marathon."

"Sound perfect," Jamia agreed.

As soon as our hangovers passed we curled up under blankets on the couch. Jamia had picked out the first movie, a romance movie about an adorable couple. I noticed the way Josh laid with his head in Jamia's lap and she ran her fingers through his hair gently while they were both completely absorbed in the movie. I smiled and looked away back at the screen.

"I'm gonna go make some popcorn," I said.

I went to the kitchen and put a bag of popcorn into the microwave, listening to it pop. I peeled into the room and smiled when I saw they hadn't moved. Did Jamia have feelings for him? Did he like her back? All of this was just making me think of Frank. My heart was aching and I pulled out my phone. Maybe I can invite him over for our movie marathon?

The beeping microwave interrupted me and I put my phone away. I poured it into a big bowl and sat down next them. Josh smiled as he sat up, taking a handful.

"Do you guys think I should invite Frank over to join us?" I asked. "Maybe it's time to patch things up. It's been two months, after all. And I know it probably wouldn't have been hard to tell me about the business and I'm just doing what he was so worried about happening and the whole reason why he didn't help me. I miss him and I love you."

"You totally should, Gee," Jamia agreed. "It's about time you two get back together, you're soulmates."

I smiled and was just about to reach for my phone when it started ringing. I frowned in confusion and answered my dad's call.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

My dad wasn't one to just call and chat, there was always a reason for a call.

"It's Mikey," he whispered. "H-he's dead."