I stare down into the empty glass in my hands. One turned into another and then another when I didn't feel an affect. As the more I had, the more numb I felt. My vision was getting more fuzzy, and my head was getting lighter. I find myself reaching for the bottle again, but pause. I shouldn't be doing this, I need to be sober and there for Sophie, but at the same time I want all the pain to go away. I slam the glass back onto the table and cover my face with my hair. A knock sounds at the door followed by Trystan calling out.

"Knock Knock, you ready?!" My head shoots up as I push the hair out of my face. I push my chair back and stumble towards the front door, my foot catching on something causing me to trip. I hold onto the side table, knocking a lamp off. Crash. I start to giggle, finding the whole situation funnier than it should be.

"Is everything okay?" Ashton calls. I push myself to my feet, swaying slightly but continue onto the front door. I unlatch the lock and pull the door open. I am met with three of them, all of the gazes turning sympathetic when they see me.

"You've been drinking." Ashton states. I bring a finger up to my lips with a giggle.

"Shh." The slur in my voice makes the short sound, I was meant to make, longer.

"Oh buttercup, let's try and sober you up." Jesse says pushing past the others and into the flat.

"N-No." I protest not wanting to feel the pain all over again. I'm suddenly reminded about the cameras watching my every move. I walk back to where the glass and bottle are, picking the bottle up wanting to pour another glass. As I pour it my hand begins to shake as I hear the gunshot from earlier today all over again. I bring the glass up to my lips, for it only to be pulled away by Jesse.

"Hey! If you wanted your own, just ask." I pout reaching for it. The bottle is taken from me as well. I grumble, but deep down I'm grateful for them taking it away.

"You're too good for me, I don't deserve you." I mumble trying to sit on the stool behind me. I put my head in my hands. "I'm not a good mother. I don't want to be like my mum, but I'm turning into her by resorting to drinking."

"Don't you dare say that, you are an amazing mum, you've just had a traumatic time." Trystan says getting angry.

"It's still no excuse." I say quietly getting upset.  I see Jesse walk into the kitchen behind me, rifling through the cupboards. Ashton brings out his phone typing away. Trystan focuses on me, walking closer until I'm craning my neck up at him. He bends his head down so he can look at me in the eyes.

"I don't want to hear you beating yourself up. If you want to blame someone, blame Tanner." He instructs. I bite my lip when I realise how close we are. I feel myself getting hotter, probably from a mixture of his proximity and the alcohol going through my system. The moment passes as Trystan steps back but the heat doesn't. Wanting relief I reach for the hem of the shirt I changed into when I first arrived. I get it halfway up my body before Trystan notices and pauses my hands, a strained look on his face.

"Leave your shirt on, princess."

"But I'm hot." I protest.

"I know, but you'll regret it later." I know that if I was sober right now I wouldn't even think of taking my top off around them. I would be too embarrassed. I let out a loud sigh as Ashton walks over to us.

"The others know what's going on." He lets us know. I watch Trystan turn to Ashton and start talking. I see an opportunity, and take it. I bring the shirt up over my head, throwing it to the side. My skin is still hot, so I reach for my trousers. I unbutton them, and shimmy them down my legs. I feel only slightly cooler, but a big grin comes onto my face at getting a small victory over them. The conversation slowly stops when they see me in my underwear.

"Join me! It feels wonderful!" I say spinning in circles, my arms outstretched. I stop spinning my stomach complains. I hold my head from the dizziness and look towards where Trystan, Ashton and Jesse are. "Whoa, maybe not." 

I notice that they are exchanging looks, before Ashton walks towards me slowly.

"Can I ask you a few questions?" He says. I nod.

"But you look hot, take your clothes off you'll feel better." I tell him, when I see his flushed cheeks before I spin again forgetting about how dizzy I felt. He clears his throat before answering.

"I'm fine thanks, maybe we should put your clothes back on." Ashton suggests reaching for the shirt on the floor.I shake my head stepping back. He closes his eyes as if he didn't want to say the next thing.

"We don't want Tanner seeing you, do we?"

"But I'm hot." I repeat what I said to Trystan earlier, looking up into his chocolate brown eyes. A concerned look comes onto his face.

"How much did you have to drink?"He asks. I try to remember.

"4 glasses?" I say unsure. His eyes darken as he turns back to Jesse and Trystan. "Where's the bottle?"

"In the kitchen, I'll go and get it."

"This question may sound weird, but was the bottle open when you had your first glass?" Ashton says turning back to me.

"Yeah." I reply. He closes his eyes and mutters something under his breath. Jesse passes the bottle to Ashton who opens it and sniffs it, before running his finger around the inside of the neck of the bottle, bringing it to his tongue. His eyes flicker to me, making me furrow my eyebrows when I get a sense that he's hiding something. before moving back to Trystan and Jesse who are looking worriedly at us. 

"It's been spiked. Thankfully there's probably only a small dosage in the whole bottle." The words hit me like a freight train. My mind leaves the present and goes back three years. Jack had spiked my drink trying to make me easier, and I was kind of glad for it, as I passed out halfway through meaning I didn't have to experience the whole thing. I woke up hours after the party had finished not quite sure what happened. I didn't know if he used protection or not, and was too embarrassed to tell anyone. I only found out when I missed my period. 

"Shit!" Trystan shouts. 

"Could this day get any worse?" Jesse adds rubbing his hand over his face, and up through his brown messy hair, his other holding a glass of water. Ashton's hand rests on my neck, two of his fingers over my pulse point, his thumb rubbing my cheek. He tips my head back so he can look in my eyes I hear him counting under his breath.

"Your pulse is slightly high, but I'm not worried. We'll just have to keep an eye on you while we wait for it to leave your system."

"Are you some kind of doctor?" I ask, looking up at him. A grin comes onto his face.

"Something like that..." He replies vaguely. Why are they all acting weird today?

"What is in her system?" Trystan inquires moving closer to me. Ashton shakes his head slightly at Trystan, but big enough to allow me to notice.

"I don't know." I don't see his face, but Trystan looks like he got the message. Jesse moves beside me, passing me the glass of water. 

"Try and drink as much as you can." He tells me. I take it, gulping it down.

"Let's go, I don't want to spend any longer here." Ashton announces.

"Time to put your clothes on." Trystan orders me holding out my trousers. Suddenly feeling bolder than I have ever before, I step closer to Trystan staring up into his grey eyes.

"You do it." He looks anywhere but me.

"If that's the only way to get her into clothes. I'll happily do it." I hear Jesse say, but I keep my eyes on Trystan. He turns back to me holding the trousers out for me to step into. Part of me feels like a kid at him dressing me, but the feeling I get when his hands touch my skins push the kid-like feeling out of my mind. I grasp his shoulders to balance myself, my breathing getting quicker when his fingers brush the skin on my stomach as he buttons them up. I raise my hands into the air, allowing him to slide the top over me. Once it's on, his eyes are ablaze as he stands in front of me. Who knew that dressing someone could be so hot? Without thinking I push up onto my tiptoes and press a kiss to his lips.

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