Chapter 9 9

I went to the bathroom but there was no one. I was about to leave when I heard some abnormal noises and I knew it was Olivia. "Olivia?" I heard a low groan from inside. I knocked on the door again. "Olivia? You there?" Nobody replied, instead I heard the toilet being flushed and the door cracked open. I immediately stepped back. Olivia tumbled out of the toilet. I caught her before she could face plant herself on the floor. "Jelly!" She shouted in my ear and I cringed at her loud voice. "Don't shout. And my name is Julie, not Jelly." I put her one arm around my neck and helped her out of the toilet. "Where were you, July? I missed you a lot!" She said, clearly ignoring what I said to not shout. Her mouth reeked of alcohol and I stopped breathing for a while. "You know I played this dare and truth with Wimla. And I got this naughty dare to kiss a guy. And I enjoyyyyyyyyyyyyed it! Wimla was..." Before she could continue, I slammed my hand on her mouth, her voice muffled by my hand. "What did I say about not shouting?" Instantly she stuck her gross, alcohol stained tongue out on my hand and I instantly released her mouth and her arm around me too. She fell down, her face stamped on the toilet floor. "Ow!" She hissed in pain as she sat up and rubbed her nose which was red. "Why did you do that, Julie?!" She yelled at me. I sighed. "Sometimes I wish I had never met you." She grabbed her head, not saying anything. "Ow! My head hurts," She howled. "Why did you drink? I told you not to. Now how are we going to get home?!" I yelled at her. She didn't say anything, still grabbing her head. She chuckled lowly at this. I glared at her head. I hauled her up and dragged her out. The party was on in full swing. Lots of people were around, dancing and drinking. Wilma was nowhere to be seen. "Wait!" She suddenly said. "Bobert had given me a dare," She said, putting a finger under her chin and appearing to be in deep thought. "Bobert?" I scrunched up my eyebrows in confusion. "I think you mean Robert." "Whateva," she suddenly perked up. "Yeah, I remember the dare. I had to ask a woman for some mother's milk," She said, looking around. She picked up an empty beer bottle and stalked away from me. I ran after her. "Olivia! Wait up." She went straight to a middle aged woman in an elegant party gown and tapped her shoulder. The woman turned around, annoyed at being disturbed. She was talking to her friends. Before I could apologize, the woman started speaking. "What is it?" She snapped rudely. She looked at us up and down and I could tell that she was not very pleased at our appearance. Olivia rested her arm on my shoulder. I hated being so small. Olivia was so tall, like a giraffe. "Yo woman with the boob implants," she drawled and stuck out the empty bottle in front of her face. "Can I get some breast milk from you?" My eyes widened. "I think you'd do the job. Your boobs are," she leaned closer to her boobs. "Sadly small. What happened? Did the surgery go wrong? Your-" her next words were muffled by my hand as I looked at the woman. She looked bright red, from anger or embarrassment, I couldn't tell. "I'm so sorry, ma'am. She's drunk." I apologized. "Don't mind her, your boobs are um...fairly big." I muttered awkwardly, my cheeks feeling red hot from embarrassment. Before she could yell at us, I tugged at Olivia's arm and dragged her away from there. "How are we going to get home?" I wondered aloud. "Hoooooooooome," Olivia drawled. "I hate hoooooooooome." "What do you mean?" I asked. Liv never told me about her parents. Every time I asked, she would say that she was not close to them and didn't want to talk about it. "I mean," Olivia looked at me. "That I hate home! Mainly because of my dad." "Why?" "He is a dick. You know he forced me to study law." She pouted. "I didn't want to." "Why did he force you into it?" I asked, hoping she was kidding. "My whole family is a family of lawyers. And they wanted me to continue the tradition," she said quickly and a little louder. "As if someone was going to give them a fucking prize for it." "I'm sorry." I said. "But the good thing is that you rebelled." I said, grabbing her shoulders to keep her upright. She pushed me back, scrunching her nose up in disgust. "You stink, Julie." "What?" I asked in confusion and sniffed myself. I smelt pleasant, like strawberries. Then I sniffed her and recoiled back as I breathed the strong smell of alcohol. Her legs wobbled and she gripped my shoulder to steady herself. "We need to get home. You know how to get there?" I asked, although knowing she doesn't. "I can tell you the directions if you can drive." She offered. I gulped. I didn't drive that well but I was the only sober one among us. "Do you think Wilma will help us?" "I don't know. I think she will." "Okay. Stay here, don't go anywhere. I'll find Wilma." I saw Wilma's father talking to someone and I waited for them to finish off their conversation. When he finally turned around and looked at me, I spoke up. "Um.." I didn't know who he was and I didn't even know his last name. "Hello, my friend is friends with Wilma, could you tell me where she is?" "She has probably gone to sleep. May I help you?" He was kind. I could tell that. "No...It's fine." Even though he looked kind, looks could be deceiving. I didn't want to hitch a ride with a complete stranger especially when I had a drunk woman to take care of. "Thank you." He nodded and I made my way back to Olivia. Thankfully, she was still there in the same position. She looked up at me as I neared her. "She's probably sleeping." I informed her. "Looks like you'll be the one to drive." "I'm not sure whether I'll be able to." "Julie I think you could. Don't worry it's easy." "Can't you drive?" "My head is hurting like a bitch. Damn it! I shouldn't have had a drink. I'm sorry." I sighed. "We should go." "Yeah." I helped her up. She leaned heavily on me. I put an arm around her waist and she put her hand on my shoulder as I pulled her up. She stumbled in her heels. "Take them off. It will be easy to walk without them." "No. I like those heels and no way will I walk around without any footwear." She said stubbornly.