♦️ Chapter 6 || Drunk Jake ♦️

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Chapter 6 || Drunk Jake
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* * Nicole's POV * *

"I love you too dad" I said into my phone.

"I'll be home before you know it, okay kitten?" My dad said.

I sighed, "do u have any idea when you'll be back?"

He was silent for a few, "Sadly I don't."

I sunk into my bed.

"I hope the Vance's are being good to you." He said in a forceful tone.

"No they are. They have been wonderful." If you just took away anything involving Jake.

"That's great! I'm getting a call from my boss now but I promise to call you as soon as I can." He said in a rush.

"Alright dad, love you."

"Love you more kitten. See you soon"

"Bye dad"

And with that we both hung up.

I looked out the window and the sky was pitch black.

I pulled the blanket over my head until a blast of heat came over me, then I got up and went into the kitchen to get some water and ice cream.

Why am I here? I should have begged to stay at Bridget's house.

I sighed as I looked out the kitchen window. I miss you dad, I miss you mom, be safe, have fun.

Right now they probably would be having a great time together while I am practically suffering. I'm stuck in a prison here, I feel like I'm walking on egg shells.

I got my self a bowl of peanut butter cup ice cream with sprinkles, sat at the table and began eating.

Footsteps emerged from the hallway causing me to eat quicker.

The only person that would be up this late would be Jake, and the only reason I am up was because I was talking to my dad.

"Who's that?" Jake said completely looking at me but not recognizing me for some unknown reason, "Never mind I don't care."

I continued to each my ice cream until Jake walked into the counter and fell onto the floor.

I tried to hold in my laugh.

Jake tried to get up onto his feet but failed.

I sighed, got up, went to Jake, held out my hand and waited.

He looked at my hand for a second like it was an alien or something but he soon took it.

He was to heavy for me to lift that way so I crouched next to him and he put his arm around my shoulders and I grabbed his waist in an attempt to lift him. He gabbed the refrigerator door but before I could tell him to let go of it the door flung open causing our little success to start over.

Jake groaned, "Just leave me here to die."

"Jake your not going to die," I said "Lets try one more time. If it fails then I'll leave you to die."

He smiled and we took one last attempt to bring him to his feet.

I never realized how big Jake was compared to me. Compared to me he is like the incredible hulk.

Once he was up he sat in a chair and shouted, "My f***ing head hurts"

"SHHHHHH. You'll wake up your parents." I said covering his mouth.

Once I knew he wouldn't speak I grabbed a towel and soaked it in cold water.

I came back and put it on his forehead.

"What the hell is this?" he said to the towel, "Give me an Advil or something."

I hesitated, "Firstly, I don't know where they are. Secondly, I don't feel exactly comfortable with giving Advil to someone."

He groaned and placed the towel on his head.

He looked at me and said, "You know your not so bad looking."

My heart jumped.... WHAT?? Then I realized he was still drunk.

"Jake your not thinking right. Your drunk and you don't mean that. Now when you wake up in the morning your going to be in a crazy bad mood because your drunk self said something stupid." I said without holding anything back, I didn't want to deal with him anymore.

Jake was silent as I grabbed my untouched ice water, "Here drink this."

He did as I said without any back talk.

Once the glass was empty he said "You know what I feel better I'm going to head to my room."

Without another word he got up took a few steps and began to stumble. His arms flew in the air like spaghetti. I put my hands on his shoulders and tried to help him up. As his weight was practically all in my hands I still managed to keep him from falling. I began to push him to a full standing position when I realized his hand had fallen onto my chest. I shifted uncomfortably and he then realized where his hand was.

"$**t I am sorry." He said.

I didn't say anything in response, I just had to get him to his room and then I can head to mine.

Surprisingly Jake hasn't lost his mind from drinking too much, I mean like he is still able to speak and he hasn't passed out yet, but then again what do I know?

I swallowed my thoughts as Jake fell to the ground completely passed out.... great... I spoke to soon.

I walked in front of him and crouched to make sure he wasn't bleeding. I carefully scanned at his face, thankfully there was no blood.

I stood up, grabbed Jake's arm and began dragging Jake to his room.

"You owe me Jake" I whispered.

When I reached Jake's room I was hesitant about going inside but soon enough I pushed the door open and put Jake right in the middle.

His room was actually pretty normal. I expected there to be a lot of crazy things like killing games and what not but it was just a normal room. It was even clean.

Jake moved slightly on the ground and that was when I sprinted out of his room.

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