Drunken Encounter

Nicky, you are the best bich!! In my whole fuckin life!!” I uttered with a huge smile, clinging onto her like an earthworm.

“Yes, Ora and you are the best lazy bich that I can never stop loving!!” Nicky slurps in the last drop of her 10th canned beer. The only one that we could afford at that moment, we are two broke people living together. Abandoned by our parents but not orphaned. Our lives have been a mess, she is an illegitimate daughter of the second wealthy family in Ireland. But her life wasn't filled with riches. She is the type that I will say, “She was born with a silver spoon but still eats with a plastic spoon”.

“Ora,” she muttered in a low voice, staring at me sternly.

“Ummm,” I moaned.  I couldn't see clearly at this moment. My eyes were blurry because I had pulled off my medicated glasses. I borged loudly next to her mouth.

“Fuck!! That stinks, bitch arse!!!" Nicky blurted out, pushing my face away from hers.

I pulled her shoulder closer to mine, forcing her to face me.

"Did you seriously call me a stinking bitch? "I thought you said you loved me?" I asked, my voice filled with hurt.

“I love you but not your alcoholic stinking mouth!!” She pushed me away, crawling to the fridge to bring more canned beers.

The room was messy with our clothes scattered on the floor and my travelling  box on the floor. I just landed from London, I rushed over to her place first. I couldn't face my adoptive parents right now. I escaped from their nagging, promising them I was coming to Ireland tomorrow.

“Ora, should I book a flight for you back to London?” She asked suddenly, crawling back to me.

“Why?”

“Bitch!! You still don’t know why your fucking parents called you back here.” Nicky shrugs, looking at me with pity. Even in her drunk state, she still loves me. It shows clearly that she cares a lot about me.

“It's my wild guess though!! What if they are calling you back to get married to an arranged partner? Or about to sell you to one big shot in Ireland.”

“And you will experience an exciting romance with your partner.”

Nicky said, laughing loudly. Her sexy dimple flashing at me. It tickled my heart how pretty she is. Nicky has been my very best friend from the orphanage till our Adulthood. She has a father but she grew up in the orphanage, he doesn't want her to show up in his house as his daughter. He slept with her mother hoping for a male child but it turns out to be a female so he abandoned them. While I was adopted by the Grey family to ward off evil spirits hanging on their biological daughter. Our lifes is a wild mess so we stick together to find solace. 

“Nicky, if i was a guy I would have gotten married to you.” I blurted out sweetly, she smiled nervously avoiding my intent gaze.

“Umm, but I will reject you if you are a guy. You are not my type!!” Nicky snapped, she grabbed the beer and opened it. She passes it to me with a smile.

“Drink baby girl!! Don't worry if we get to 30 without getting married or meeting Mr right. We will have to live together and have kids. We will be super single hot moms.”

Nicky promised, hugging me tightly, I gently pulled her away. Her breath stinks from the alcohol. I felt very nauseated as I inhaled her alcohol filled breath.

Pushing her away. I jolted out to the restroom, opening the toilet seat. I throw up every fucking thing hanging on my throat. 

The doorbell suddenly rang, I turned on the faucet to rinse my mouth.

“Ora, go check the fucking door!!” She screamed at me.

“The fried chicken I ordered must have arrived!!”

“This pig, she never stops eating!! Why don't you get the door by yourself!!” I murmured. I gasped as I gazed into the mirror taking in my disheveled reflection. 

Makeup smeared and my hair tangled. My red lipstick painted around my lip like I made a horny kiss with a man. 

“Aurora, you are a hot mess!!”

I sluggishly washed my face,but it is still not getting better. I can't see myself properly, my vision keeps getting blurry.

The floor opened into two, like it was divided by Moses in the Bible stories. 

I crawled out of the bathroom because I was afraid that if I took another step, I would fall and break my teeth before I got sober.

I scampered over to the door and grasped the knob. I leaned heavily on it as I stood up.

I twisted the door knob, and peeped around. There was not a single soul in the corridor. I crawled out and took the fried chicken carefully placed at the door. I sat on the floor opening the fried chicken, grabbing one and hid it in my pocket. Since Nicky bought it she will request for the lion share, so I had to hide some of it. 

We are crazy right?  Yes!! That's our law!! Whoever buys it gets the lion share.

Suddenly I heard a loud scream, I turned sharply. The voice came from the stairs, I tried to ignore it but it came back the second time.

I stumbled out heading to the stairs, my legs wobbling as I grasped the stair railing to steady myself.

As I  looked down, my gaze fell on two men. 

“Who is there?” I screamed.

The men looked up at me, I shifted my gaze to the floor. A man was blindfolded,  lying on the floor lifeless with blood oozing out of his head.

My mind struggled to process the scene, the men seemed unfazed by my Presence. I stood staring at them as our eyes met.

The men's voices were hushed, but their murmuring sent chills down my spine.

I tried to step back but my legs were glued to the ground, I couldn't  move an inch. The drunk me couldn't process their faces properly.

The men's eyes locked into mine, we just stood there staring at each other, like it was a staring competition.