Chapter 7| Drunk Nights

Song: Ramble On by Led Zeppelin

Quote: "Walking with a friend in the dark is better then walking alone in the light."

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Sunday at Jackies was quiet boreing. We picked up the food from last night and put away the tables. No one stayed the night, after everyone ate they slowly left. Sid came for a few hours but she left because she had a phone call she had to take. Even Lucas left to his new apartment.

After Lucas had ran into me we didn't talk again. In fact I think he went out of his way to avoid me. Every time we would have to pass each other he would turn and walk away. It was like I was the plague. Unlike what everyone said I was not very fond of Lucas. He was always in a mood, he didn't like to have a full conversation and he just gave you the shivers, like he just looked at your flaws and only saw that.

I left around one Sunday. It started to rain and it didn't stop until early morning on Monday. At school everything seemed the same. Nothing out of the ordinary. I think that's what bored me the most at school. Nothing ever changes, you wake up early, go to school, sit in classes, talk to people you don't like, go home, eat, sleep. The same thing happens the next day.

Different from most of the seniors I know, I don't know what I'm going to do when I finish high school. I've had a couple of ideas but I just push them aside telling myself I have plenty of time to find out. But what I don't realize, is my time is almost out. I think that happens to most people. One day your a freshman and don't have to worry about anything, and the next day your a senior and every thing hits you at once. The real world is knocking on your door, but you don't want to open it. Even if it's what you have been looking forward to since you were little you can't believe that soon you won't even remember the names of people you have seen almost every day. Time just keeps going on and you can't stop it.

I walked into the cafeteria and sat down at the table I usually eat at. Today I didn't want to eat. It was just a day I didn't want to do anything. A headache formed in my head at all the noise other people were makeing.

Sam walked up and set his tray of food next to me.

"Well good afternoon sunshine." He smiled at me and sat down.

I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.
"Yeah, whatever. " My next class was history and I was dreading it. I still have no clue what I was going to write about. Yesterday in class Mrs. Sandra didn't say anything to me. But it just felt like she was constantly looking at me. She wasn't but I just felt like she was.

"Okay, so I was thinking." Sam started off but I lifted my head and smirked up at him.

"Well that's never a good thing." He rolled his eyes at me and continued on.

"So that fight with Reaper was awsome. I'm going to try to find out when another fight is. And I was wondering if you wanted to come?" He picked up the water bottle off the table and took a drink.

I froze at the mention of his name. I have been able to keep that fight off of my mind for a couple days. I don't want to go back there. The sight of the blood on his hands almost made me sick, I don't want to see it a second time. Everything there made me want to sit in a corner and cry. I can't take it there, it just hits to close to home.

"Umm...I really don't want to go. Ask Kora." I played with my fingers under the table.

"I did, she said she would only go if you went." He sounded like he was pleading. "Jackie can come if she want too." He awkwardly smiled at me. He may have wanted me to come, but I could tell he just really wanted Kora to come with him. Maybe he finally realized he has feelings for her.

"Where is Kora?" I tried to avoid the conversation.

"She had to finish a test in english. Please, Clare." I smiled at his pleading.

"Wow, your really starting to sound like a girl." He glared at me while I smiled at him. Slowly my smile droped when I saw how serious he was.

"Fine, but I can leave early if I want." He smiled at me. His eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his head.

"Yes! Thanks Clare. I owe you one." I nodded my head in agreement.

I took his water and took a huge drink. My mouth felt dry after saying yes to going to the fight. I could already feel my nerves take over me.

The first bell rung indicating that class starts in ten minutes. Sam and I left the table and went to our lockers. I slowly grabbed my stuff for history. At least this day was almost over. My headache has only gotten worse thinking about going to another fight. I closed my eyes and rubbed my hand over my face. I ran my hand threw my hair and stared into my locker. The hallway was almost empty.

I shut the door and slowly made my way towards class. I felt like I was sick. I was perfectly healthy but just the thought of seeing Reaper again made my stomach twist. He was a fighter and the only thing fighters cared about was their selfs. Evrey single one of them only thought about them selfs.

I entered history. The whole hour I was in my own thoughts, I didn't even think about the essay. The class hour went by faster then my other classes. An hour can go by fast or slow. This time when the bell rung I was one of the fist people out the door. I didn't want Mrs. Sandra to pull me aside agian.

On my way home I sat in silence. I felt my phone buzz and I knew Jackie had texted me. I decided to wait until I got home to anwser her back.

In honesty I don't think I want to go on a long ride with her brother. He has something off about him and it just makes me want to stay as far away from him as I can. Mr. Lakewood said we would get along but I don't see Lucas getting along with anyone. When I got home I grabbed my bag and planed to go straight up stairs.

I walked inside to see Sid sitting on the couch. She looked up at me and smiled.

"How was school?" She called out to me.

"It was fine." I muttered and pointed up stairs telling her I was going to my room.

"Wait! I've got to tell you something." I stopped in my tracks. Sids voice was always cheery so it was hard to tell if something was wrong. But when she told me to stop it just sounded normal. Not sad, or happy.

"Is everything alright?" I asked concerned. Panic rose up inside me.

"Yeah, but my friend in Georgia has had a heart attack. And I need to go make sure she's alright. So I'm going to be gone for a couple of days. I asked Jackies parents if you could stay another day with them. Is that alright with you?" She asked me. I felt a little better knowing that there wasn't a direct problem with Sid. I nodded my head.

"Yeah that's totally fine. Is your friend alright?"

"Yeah she's okay, but she's in the hospital. I'm flying out tomorrow. You'll be on your way to go camping with Jackie so you don't need to worry about being alone." I laughed and rolled my eyes.

"Sid, you don't need to worry about me being alone. I'm almost eighteen." She smiled and nodded her head.

"I know. But I'm always gonna worry." She smiled at me once more.

I playfully rolled my eyes." I'm gonna go upstairs."

"Okay, I'll be right back. Im going to go get something to eat. How does Chinese sound?"

"Yeah that's fine." I was already half way up the stairs when I answered. I went inside my room and fell onto my bed. I could hear Sids car drive away. I pulled my shoes off and laid back down on the bed. I closed my eyes just hopeing to fall asleep.

My phone buzzed and I groaned in exhaustion.

I looked at the messages I was getting and saw it wasn't from Jackie but from Jacob. The messages didn't make any since, they were just random letters. I rolled my eyes.

I turned my phone off and laid back down. I closed my eyes. I fell asleep but at the same time I was awake. I could hear and smell everything that was happening but my eyes were closed and I was sleeping. I didn't want to open my eyes. I just wanted to lay down and let time pass by me because it doesn't seem like it's going to slow down anytime soon.

When I finally did open my eyes I saw that it was dark outside. I don't know how long I was asleep for. I turned my phone back on and was surprised to see that Jacob had tried to call me four times, and texted me six times. All the texts were random letters or words that didn't fit into a sentence.

I decided to call him back and make sure he was alright. The phone rang for a couple of times before he picked up. It was quiet at first and I could hear the grunts he was making trying to get the phone. "Um, Jacob?"

"Thank God you picked up! I'm, actually I don't know where I'm at. Can you come get me?" By the way he was talking I could tell he was drinking. He slurred his words but it wasn't to bad. When he has to much to drink he can't think straight or even finish a thought. Jacob is a year older then me. He gurdurated high school last year and is going to college not far from where I live.

"Wait, slow down. What's going on Jacob?" I'm not going to yell at him or tell him to find help somewhere else. He's drunk, and the last thing I want him to do is get behind the wheel and get hurt. Even if I hate him.

"I went to a fight, then I went to a party, and then- oh, look I found a piece of gum on the ground!"

"No, Ja don't eat that! Just tell me where you are right now." I stood up and looked at the clock on my wall and saw it was twelve minutes past ten. He stopped whatever he was doing and I didn't hear any noise.
"Jacob?" I called out his name hopeing he didn't fall asleep.

"Did you just call me Ja?" I rolled my eyes at him and continued to try and find out where he was.

"Jacob, where the hell are you? Is there anyone sober around you?" He started to walk around and trip into things. There was a loud crash but Jacob got back up and told me he was fine.

"Nope. Oh hey, did you know that the sun is going to die in like another billion years? And I-I was thinking, we can still have light if we just hang flashlights on trees. We don't have to die. I mean, it's not like the sun created-" I groaned out loud.

"Jacob. Shut up. Where are you?" I inturupted him from his nonsense.

"Um, I'm in a house."

"Jacob, where is the house at?" I ran my hand down my face and listen to him talk.

"Well, I don't really remember where I'm at." He sounded worried but that quickly faded away as he started to talk about why he wants to buy a pool. Suddenly he stopped talking and the phone was ripped from him and someone else started to talk on the phone.

"I'll take the jackass home. Where does he fucking live?" The rough voice snaped but it wasn't directed towards me but more towards Jacob. The voice sounded familiar but I couldent tell over the phone.

"Um...he lives on North Oak Rd. I don't know what address but I'm sure he can point it out for you." I stopped for a moment deciding weather or not letting a stranger drive him home was the best idea. "Your not drunk are you? I just don't want anything-"

"Listen if I was drunk I wouldn't even bother to talk to him much less drive him somewhere. I barely even want to talk to him sober. The only reason why I'm at this fucking party is to pick up him. " Then it hit me. The rude voice was Lucas. Only Lucas would talk to a complete stranger like this sober.

"Ahh... Lucas is that you?" He stopped suprised that I knew his name. I could hear Jacob in the background. The place they were at was loud and I could practically fell the beat of the music threw the phone.

"Who the hell is this?"

"Um...it's Clare. You know Jacob?" I asked.

"Wish I didn't." I was going to reply but the phone call suddenly eneded.

I sat in my room thinking about the phone call. Should I call Lucas back and tell him I'll just take Jacob home? Or should I trust him? I don't really want to see Jacob or drive him home. And Lucas didn't sound drunk. How did he know Jacob?

I decided to just let Lucas drive him home. I don't know where they are at, and I don't want to sneak out. Jacob is just going to have to deal with Lucas. He's the one that got himself drunk.

I grabbed a couple of bags and started to pack them to go camping. We are leaving tomorrow and staying until Sunday. I can only imagine how it's going to go. I can only hope that Lucas friend is nicer then Lucas.

I set the bag down on my desk. As I did so something shiny cought my eye. It was a picture of me and my dad. I looked pretty young. I was holding a fishing pole with a tiny fish hooked on the end. I looked at my father to see him smiling brightly. I felt angry just looking at him. I may have not known it then but it was a fake smile. He didn't really care about me or my mother.

I flipped the picture down so I couldn't see it anymore.

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Wow I feel like im just zooming threw theses chapters.

Have any questions? Are you guys ready for the next few chapters? Those are going to get a little crazy. Oh and don't you think that the quote for the chapter is pretty ironic concerding that Lucas obviously doesn't like Jacob.

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