c23- new years

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Reminder: This book contains mature scenes.

The music blares loudly, the drinks are going (for everyone but me) and the dealers are out to play. You can hear fireworks from every direction, and everywhere you look there's a roadman or a slut in a pretty little thing dress.

Welcome to New Year's Eve in England.

"How great is this party?" Jagger yells to me, jumping up and down.

I roll my eyes. "Yeah, fucking amazing."

I sashay out the room, and through the french doors into the back garden. Honestly, I have no clue who's house we're at, I just came with Sin and Jagger.

"Hello, sexy. You look good." Some guy comes up to me, and I take a step back.

"I wish I could say the same to you."

I smile sadistically and walk further into the back garden, then sit against the brick wall they are using as a fence. I light my zoot and inhale, looking up at the red fireworks above me.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Sin's voice whispers in my ear.

Goosebumps fill my arm, not because of Sin, but probably because of how cold it is.

"Everywhere I go, you seem to be. You just can't get enough of me, can you, piss-pants?" I smirk before taking another pull.

He climbs on the wall beside me, handing me aย  drink.

"Don't stress, little red, it's just water. I thought you'd be high as per always, and water keeps you hydrated."

I laugh and put my hand to my heart mockingly. "Awe, does somebody care about me?"

His jaw tenses and he turns away. "You're a bitch."

"Thank you." I flick my hair playfully, knowing he'll get pissed off- when his eyebrows are furrowed, lips pursued, jaw tensed and he's so frustrated and sex-

Not sexy. I meant to say sassy. He gets all worked up, and um, rude?

Sin takes a sip from the beer in his other hand, much to my disliking. I roll my eyes and finish my zoot, putting it out on the wall. The cannabis didn't satisfy me enough however, which means I'll soon be on the hunt for something stronger- it's a party, someone will have ecstasy or Xanax.

"So, little red, why are you out here?"

I dangle my feet and turn to look at him.

"Why are you out here, Sin?"

I hand him my drink and smile, before walking back inside.

*****
"I can't feel anything!" Arianna yells at me over the music, she turned up around thirty minutes ago.

I giggle, prodding at my numb skin. "Neither can I! It's like," I giggle, "it's like I'm jelly."

Arianna giggles as we dance together, the loud music seeping into us, filling us with euphoric feelings.

After around ten minutes more of dancing, Arianna leaves me alone to go get a drink, and I continue to dance.

Low by Flo Rida comes on, and I slut drop to the music, flicking my hair and giggling as I do so. It's not how I normally act, and I know when I sober up I'll be highly disgusted in myself.

Two hands rest on my waist, and I quickly turn around to see the guy who called me sexy earlier. He's ugly, but I hate dancing alone, so begin to grind into him.

We dance together, his hands moving across my body, but I can't feel a thing, so I don't care.

"Move over buddy, this one's mine." I hear a voice say before they shove my dance person away.

I roll my eyes when I am accompanied by my roommate. "Seriously, Sin? An addiction to alcohol and me, that's worrying."

"Hilarious. Anyways, I'm just saving you. He's definitely got Grade A aids. Just saying."

A giggle escapes my mouth.

"Of course you'd know if he has aids, your probably were he got them from."

His face floods with confusion, then anger. "Your a bitch."

I grin. "So you've said."

I start to feel dizzy once more, and my whole body goes to jelly. I want to sleep, I'm so tired, suddenly way too tired.

"Sin, I don't feel well. Can we go homeeeeee?" I beg, pouting my lips and fluttering my eyelashes.

He looks surprised. "You want me to come with you?"

"Well, if I faint, I'm going to need someone to help me up, aren't I?"

We tell Jagger and Arianna that we're leaving, then wait for the Taxi that Sin called to arrive.

My head is swirling, and my vision is blurry. My body is numb and I feel like jelly, like a jellyfish in the ocean, with all it's little tent thingys. The thought of this makes me giggle, which is returned with a strange look from Sin.

"Drink." He hands me a bottle of water, and I roll my eyes before taking a few sips.

The taxi pulls up and we get inside, Sin in the front and me in the back. I take delicate sips from the water he so kindly brought me, and rest my head against the window.

Sin turns his head round every few minutes to check up on me, although he claims it's to 'make sure i don't throw up on him'.

Yeah, right.

When the taxi arrives at the college, Sin pays and then we walk back to our room.

"How much do I owe you?" I ask, my head tilted to the side, as I can't seem to remember the amount he gave.

He shakes his head. "I'm a gentleman, remember? I'l
pay."

I scoff but am secretly grateful, Sin earns money a lot whereas mine is only when some other drug addict needs their fix, which is suiting to me but not to my needs.

I lay back on my bed and turn my laptop on.

"Can we watch some 100?" Sin does those stupid puppy eyes things at me, desperate to watch the 100 (as he should, it's iconic).

I move up a bit, to create space for him.

"Only if you stop doing those fucking disgusting eyes at me."

He lays down beside me and grins. "You mean adorable, right?"

The 100 starts, we haven't watched it in ages so we're only near the end of Season 2. Octavia and Bellamy are hot, their parents must have had good genes.

I look at the time. It's 2am.

"Happy new year, piss-pants."

Sin smiles at me. "Happy new year, little red."

********

When I awake, I have little memory of last night, only the feeling of numbness and feeling sick. Something feels heavy in my chest, and for a minute I think I'm dying, until I look down and see Sin's head resting on it.

His eyes are closed, and gentle snores escape his mouth every five seconds or so. He looks so peaceful, and a part of me doesn't want to move him, but then I remember who I am.

"Move, dickhead." I jump up and he falls onto the floor, a sight I find quite comical but based on his face he doesn't agree.

He stands up, crossing his arms, his abs gleaming through his black shirt, which is also tight on his muscular arms. His jaw is tense, as it always is when annoyed, and his hair is messy from where he slept.

"You little b-"

I smirk. "Bitch? Jesus, your really repetitive, like a cuckoo clock."

"Hilarious." He says, walking over to the kitchenette.

"I am pretty humorous, aren't I?"

The kettle turns on, and he gets out two cups. I decide to look through my phone, and see a few messages.

Arianna: I kissed another girl. Who isn't Delilah. I hate myself. She kissed me. I didnt receive it. But like. You know. Not recieve, shit, regurn!!
Arianna: didn't * receive * return *
Brandon: Have you spoke to Rhiannon? She hasn't seen me since Jagger's, she said she's
ill and I'm worried x
Rhiannon: Cat, I need you. Call me :/

Straight away, I click on Rhiannon's contact and call her.

"Cat? What's up?"

"The sky." I reply sarcastically, and I can practically hear her eyes roll.

But after that, I hear sniffling.

"Rhiannon? Rhi, what's up?"

Sin's eyes flicker over to me, as he finishes making our tea. He hands me the cup and I sip it, waiting for Rhiannon's response.

"Rhi, I love you, but last time I checked, tears weren't an explanation."

Sin elbows me- apparently I'm being insensitive.

"I don't know what to do, Cat. I don't know what to do."

The phone suddenly ends. Confused, I look to see what happened and see that...

"For fucks sake, my fucking phone died! Sin, give me yours."

"Say the magic word." He orders, and I bite my lip angrily.

"Abra-fucking-cadabra, now give me your fucking phone."

He rolls his eyes and hands it over, and I text Rhiannon to instruct her to come over.

When she finally arrives, I let her in and sit her on Sin's bed. He makes her a hot chocolate and some biscuits, and I ask her what's going on.

"I'm pregnant." She whispers, looking forwards, her eyes zoned out.

Sin drops the plate of biscuits and I shoot him a glare, before turning back to her.

"What do you mean, your pregnant?" Sin asks, handing her hot chocolate.

I roll my eyes, he may be nice but god he is so stupid.

"She means her and Brandon fucked, the sperm met the egg and boom, baby."

Rhiannon stifles a laugh, which makes Sin shut up, but then she begins to cry again. I shuffle uncomfortably, I am horrible with helping people.

"It'll be okay. You'll be a great mum. You need to talk to Brandon." Sin rubs her back, and my heart warms slightly, as my best friend wipes her tears.

"He'll be a great dad, won't he?" She says, a soft smile beginning to form on her face.

Sin nods. "The best! And she'll have the greatest mum. She'll be lucky."

"She?" I say, my eyebrow raised.

Rhiannon nods. "I agree with Sin. I think it's a girl."

Technically, right now it's just a boring clump of cells.

We phone up Brandon and wait for him to arrive, whilst Rhiannon tells us her favourite baby names.

I'm going to be an auntie.

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Hey! Rhiannon's pregnant๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜ฑ
Anyone notice Sin's been drinking less? My little baby is getting better. Yay.

I hope you like this chapter, I'm not particularly motivated at the minute so I'll admit it isn't my best, but I tried!

See you next chapter x

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