I huffed loudly, removing the soft strand of hair that keeps landing on my face, making me even more irritated than I already am.

I rested my arms tightly together in front of my chest as my eyes followed the silhouette of Zander getting lost in the crowd of the party, leaving me and this stupid bruised guy with an annoying smirk. Alone.

I turned to gaze back to Finn, who was sitting on a huge rock, such that his face was at eye level. He kept silent, looking down aimlessly at the ground. The forest around us was dark and quiet with just feeble noises of music and cheering coming from the party which was a few meters away.

"What the hell is wrong with you Finn?" I snapped at him, breaking the silence.

"What?" he asked, raising his head and looked at me innocently with his brows raised.

Is he fucking serious? Like-

"Do you act so dumb or are you really dumb?" I rolled my eyes, I could feel my patience wearing thin with all this innocent shit he's playing with me.

This guy's face is fully bruised with dried blood still smeared around his lips, his knuckles are bloody and torn while he is not able to stand properly on his weight. All this just because he initiated a fight with a guy twice his size, who I was dancing with and may I add, for literally no reason.

And now, he is trying to be innocent, and asking me a question, 'what'.

Fucking unbelievable.

I raised my eyebrow, waiting for him to explain, apologize or hell just speak a god damn word. But instead, he just sat quietly looking at his bloody knuckles, smirking to himself.

"Finn Brown. Can you please explain to me what the hell happened back there? Because your foolish smirk is not explaining to me anything." I asked, throwing my hands in the air trying to get some answers because all I'm getting till now is... Nothing.

Fucking nothing.

I swear I don't get anything related to this guy!

"Yeah...so about the fight huh?" he asked, scratching his head like a confused child.

No shit, Sherlock.

"That bastard deserved it," he mumbled, looking up from the ground and straight into my eyes. Like always, making me lost in those gorgeous light blue eyes of his, which we're right now a bit dull and rough like they were hiding a hundred thousand thoughts and emotions. But, were dully glistening due to the light coming from the party behind us.

For a minute, I forgot where I was, what I was doing, and everything between us.

I forgot everything,

All I wanted to do was to get lost on those blue orbs of his, get lost while twirling his soft light blonde curls which falls involuntarily on his forehead between my fingers as he-

"Summer?"

I jerked a bit due to the sudden deep voice which interrupted me. I folded my arms back in front of my chest and cleared my throat, composing my posture and voice.

Get yourself together Summer.

He's not worth it...

You were furious at this stupid bruised jerk, he beat up a guy you were dancing with and is now giving you annoying silence.

"Finn, stop this naive act, just spill it out! Was it something related to you and the boys?" I asked, caressing my temples softly, trying to ease the sudden building pain in my head.

He stood silent, keeping his head low fiddling with the hem of this full-sleeved shirt. I involuntarily took my below lip under my teeth, firmly chewing it before asking the next question, aware of the fact that I don't want to hear about it, "Related to your girlfriends?"

"What? No-" he abruptly raised his head and looked straight into my eyes, he cleared his throat and muttered, "I don't any girlfriend..."

Oh, Yeah?

So all the girls you were playing tongue fights were what? Your pet hoes?

I swear, this guy is unbelievable.

I just scoffed and rolled my eyes. This beating around the bush thing was getting annoying and intolerable by each silenced second before I finally snapped.

"Okay Finn, enough of this, can you just clearly tell me what happened? I seriously got no time for this!"

"I fought him because of you," he whispered and the moment I heard those words slip out of his mouth, an involuntary laugh erupted from me.

Seriously? Like how naïve and stupid does he think I am?

"For me? No shit-"

"I was fucking jealous!" he interrupted me, raising his voice but realizing the tone, within seconds he composed his voice and spoke calmly, "Moreover, That bastard deserved it, you didn't realize but he was taking advantage of you being so drunk, his hands were on all the places they shouldn't be at-"

All the things he was speaking made no fucking sense, but, before I could fully compose everything he said, one particular word immediately stuck with me.

"Whoa whoa, hold up. Who told you I am drunk?" I exclaimed throwing my hands to cut him off.

He stared at me with wide eyes and furrowed brows, he tilted his head and opened his mouth to speak something but decided not to because of the finger I raised in front of him.

"Let me all clear this up, I am not at all drunk! I didn't have a single drop of alcohol tonight. I don't drink at these stupid high school parties."

Yes, that's my rule. Not so long ago, I decided not to drink any alcohol when out, whether it's a party, club, or gathering.

Stick to lemonade or any healthy non-alcoholic beverage. No soft drinks either. Yeah, carbs, and calories.

A lesson learned nicely from the past.

He just sat there in silence, his eyes widened and blinking rapidly, boring into mine. "Didn't change the fact that he was taking advantage-"

"He wasn't taking advantage goddammit! I was in my full senses, Finn. I was letting him to-"

"Why would you let him, you know-"

"Because no one likes me, Finn, I am not like you. I don't have hundreds of people dying to date me or he'll spend time with me!" I panted as those words escaped my mouth abruptly.

"I am not beautiful or anything, I'm just a fat girl who is a joke for everyone to laugh at and pass comments."

I took a deep breath and looked down at the ground, noticing the streams of hot tear which rolled down my cheeks. I quickly wiped off the wetness with the back of my hand and sniffed. I bit my lips firmly, to stop them from trembling.

"For once, someone was willing to talk to me, and I felt like I mattered. Let it be a game for all I care. But, then you came, ruining everything like you always do." I mumbled, letting in and out deep breaths, trying not to fall weak in front of him.

"Summer I-"

"I don't get you, Finn. I never do..." I whispered to myself before turning around to leave.

I've had enough of this conversation with him. I can't spend another second here. My head was exploding, my eyes burned due to the tears daring to spill, my legs hurt from standing so much. I just wanna go and sleep, sleep away all this ache.

I felt a soft yet warm tug at my arm, I turned around to see his blue eyes looking down at me with concern before I realized I felt a strong pull on my arm, I shrieked as I collided with his chest. He firmly wrapped his arms around my body as my face rested on his hard chest, I inhaled the very familiar cologne, mixed with the smell of blood and mud.

A part of me wanted to shout and push him away, but the other vulnerable part wanted to stay under his soothing touch. And guess what? I listened to my vulnerable part... Switching off my brain and letting my heart take control. Yet again.

Knowing it's not a good decision, but did I ever make a good decision?

I let myself melt completely under his warmth as I wrapped my arms around his torso. I let out a deeper breath, letting my tears flow all out on his shirt. He didn't move a bit and just continued firmly caressing my hair and shoulders, while I let myself relax.

"I am so sorry, summer," he mumbled in my ear, his breath tingling on the sensitive skin of my ears, "For everything..."

"You are the most beautiful girl I've ever seen, so don't you ever say or let anyone say otherwise," he said in a whisper and I could feel my heart sinking deep in my stomach.

I couldn't believe he was saying such things about me even after everything that happened that night-

Oh my God.

What am I doing?

My mind took over and I immediately withdrew from the hug, it seemed like he wasn't ready to lose the grip until I glared at him to do so. His eyes were full of confusion as he cleared his throat and loosened his grip.

I am not gonna lie, the moment I withdrew from his touch, I felt like a cold and already craved him. He gave me a weak smile and shoved both of his hands into his pocket.

"Please, stay for a while?" he asked in a low tone, his eyes looking at me full of hope.

"Get out. Just leave... leave I said!"

His voice ringed in my ears, I let in a deep breath as tears again dared to spill, I looked down balled my fist on the side. All the memories of that night and Brianna struck my mind. My heart started beating so fast that I was afraid it'll rupture any minute now.

"I gotta go." I slurred before turning around and sprinted towards the party, I didn't wait to hear him speak or anything. I just kept walking.

After a couple of minutes, I finally reached the party as suddenly the foul smell of alcohol mixed with sweat and mud filled my nostrils, making me want to puke. I bend down and took the support of my knees as I caught my breath.

Or holding myself from falling apart at the very moment.

The party almost died off as many people left, while the ones who were staying were lying on the ground drunk or making out. I took my phone out to see it was four in the morning, I groaned loudly realizing this is not home that I can sleep till noon.

"Get aside fatso!" I heard a loud deep voice followed by a push from behind, I squealed a bit in surprise and turned around to see a tall brown guy and his little petite blonde girlfriend which was clung to him like a monkey, laughing loudly at me.

I bit my tongue and held my head low, walking straight to the path I know leads to the camp area. I made my way through the crowd until I bumped into someone.

"I'm sorry-" I mumbled before I noticed the two familiar people. John and Laura, dancing in the corner.

"Where is Bri?" I asked the moment I realized they two were alone.

"Uhm? She was with us?" Laura asked with her voice a bit raised, sounding confused and a bit worried.

"Gosh, I told you to stick with her. She was drunk and-" I groaned and mentally facepalmed. Why would I tell these two love birds to look after her? I should've myself dropped and tucked her in bed.

"We don't know? She was here an hour ago? Maybe she went back to the camp and slept?"

I rolled my eyes and huffed, I hope she reached the camp and slept. I can't go on a search party at this time looking for a drunk blonde lying somewhere in the woods.

I am a terrible friend.

l looked around carefully and saw no signs of her. Hoping for the best, I walked out of the party through the woods to reach the camps.

The path through the woods was quiet and empty, the exact opposite of my mind which wasn't any of those.

After a few times stepping on twigs and almost falling on my face, I reached the campsite. After wasting another ten minutes looking for my camp and by mistake stepping into someone else, I finally reached.

I stepped in and switched on the torch lamp and relaxed immediately when I saw Brianna sleeping peacefully on the bedding. She was still wearing her shoes and the clothes of tonight, indicating she was way too drunk and will probably cry because of the major hangover tomorrow morning.

I changed into some comfy clothes and softly chuckled to myself, thinking about how cranky and annoying she can be after a hangover.

I removed her shoes and socks, and covered her with the duvet, before quietly slipping under them, next to her.

She mumbled gibberish words in her sleep as she turned and put her head on my shoulder before wrapping her arms and legs around me like I am a teddy, which I am for her. I smiled and cuddled her back, letting out a deep breath of relief.

I'm so sorry Bri...

You can't get to know what happened... Ever.

I can't afford to lose you, at any cost.

You can say our strong girl is not so strong, eh?

So, got any clue on what's going on between her and Finn? 😏

And what does Brianna can't know?

Stay tuned for the next update
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