( FAYE )

"why are you my comfort person" i squint my eyes at finn as he attempts to juggle a bunch of paper balls around, failing miserably by falling on his ass while trying to do so.

"come on! this is supposed to cheer you up"

"no, this is making me feel worse actually" i laugh.

he gasps, pointing at me. "you laughed! see, it works"

a smile creeps its way onto my face due to his desperate attempts at making me feel better.

i extend out my arms, grinning as he immediately rushes onto the mattress and jumps into my embrace.

"you'll get over this faye, you just need some time"

i scoff at his words. "yeah, totally. getting over the biggest part of my life? pfft, no biggie"

he emits a sigh at my sarcasm before pulling away from my hold to grasp his phone.

i narrow my eyes at him. "what are you doing?"

"party"

a long sigh emerges from my lips. "okay yeah, great, let's go to a party, one of the things i hate most in life, that'll cheer me up"

"well i'm getting real tired of you being all sad, it's making me sad" he pokes my cheek, causing me to slap his hand away.

"no. i'm not going"

"well quite frankly my dear, you don't have an option"

- ★ -

the reek of alcohol surrounds the dim lit area, my eyes darting from one stranger to the other, contemplating on how i can increase my socialness for this one night.

finns reassuring hand on my shoulder somewhat calms my nerves. however, that seems to be temporary as he's immediately dragged away by a group of people.

the music is atrocious, i swear my eardrums are on the verge of breaking apart. i take a stroll around the house, retching at the sight of straight people frenching one another on every surface i encounter.

i finally come across an empty room, perceiving a massive couch. although this room didn't smell any less like liquir, atleast it was unoccupied.

i plop down onto the sofa, hoping finn doesn't wish to stay here long. whilst he does stay, however, i can just scroll through my phone and avoid any reality outside of the screen.

that one minute dream is shattered as an unknown tall blonde approaches me. "hey, can i sit here?"

i gaze at him with furrowed brows. "you'd rather sit here in a quiet lonely room than have fun and drink?"

he responses with a quick nod, leading me to smile and pat the vacant area next to me.

we sit next to eachother in silence, part of me glad at his lack of speech while the other part finds it discomforting.

a few moments pass by before he clears his throat. "uhm... you like lana del rey?"

i narrow my eyes at him prior to realising that he was referring to my phone case, containing the album cover of ultraviolence on it.

"yeah, i do" i send him a smile, not sure of what else to say.

"cool" he nods. "me too"

my brows rise up. "wait, really?"

"mhm, ultraviolence is my favourite too"

my lips form a large gap between one another as my gaze remains on the random guy.

he chuckles at my expression. "elijah, by the way"

i take note of his extended hand before shaking it. "faye"

- ★ -

about an hour into chatting with elijah, some drunken girls find us and somehow manage to convince us to take a few shots.

the next thing i remember is pushing someone into the pool and being pulled in it, playing beer pong with some terrifying men and staring at a random girl's chest for a little too long, probably being the reason she went home.

"more!! come on!" the loud girls cheer as me and elijah carry out multiple more shots.

"this is. the best day. ever!" i exclaim in a dramatic manner, earning more drunken cheers.

"guys... hey guys- listen to this" i climb on top of a table, speaking as if i'm on a stage. "my girlfriend... my ex girlfriend, cheated on me!"

several 'boo's are emerged from the room, causing me to nod aggresively. "that's what i said! but she, i don't think she even regrets it"

"call her!" someone shouts, immediately forming a chant within the crowd.

i reach for my phone before feeling myself being dragged down, groans of disappointment surrounding the room. "hey! i was about to roast the hell out of rory!"

"yeah, i'm sure you were" finn smiles. "we have to leave now though, okay? you're a little too cheered up"

i pull away from his grip. "no, no. this is good, i'm having fun" i slur over my words, receiving a sigh from finn.

"you can have fun again another time, it's getting late, we have to find an uber"

my lips release a sigh. "you're so annoying... fine" i cross my arms, rolling my eyes.

i feel a tap on my shoulder, turning around to meet a pair of green eyes. "before you leave, give me your number"

i swap numbers with elijah prior to him waving me goodbye as finn pulls me out of the house.

"you do know that he's into you, right?"

"what? pfft, no... he's just being friendly"

finn shoots me an obvious look, leading me to realise that he's unfortunately right within a few minutes.

- ★ -

lana boy

heeyyyy
so like
just so yk

❤🧡🤍🩷💜️
i dont want you to
get the wrong idea 🤷‍♀️

a doorbell is audible, leading me to drunkenly stride down the stairs and then become confused on how to open a door.

the excitement due to finally figuring it out is washed away as i encounter the redhead standing on my doorstep. seeing her is the last thing i need right now.

"are... are you drunk?"

"is it obvious?"

she nods slowly before chewing on her lower lip. "uh... i wanted to apologise to you"

i refrain from immediately shutting the door onto her face, willing to hear whatever bullshit she spits out.

"you might not even remember this tomorrow considering the fact thay you're drunk, and honestly that makes this easier. i'm sorry for taking advantage of your trust, she just came onto me out of nowhere and i got confused, i should've stopped her. i wasn't thinking straight. i'm sorry for hurting you and ruining your relationship, faye. i never meant for any of this to happen"

i stare at her for a moment before i let the alcohol get a hold of me. "you... you're an awful person, sadie. you know that, right?"

she glances down at the floor. "no, i mean it. you're terrible. i hope you feel shame about this for the rest of your life, both you and that... that untrustworthy lying cheating unloyal insane manipulative bitch who's given me nothing but anxiety and trust issues those 6 years"

"faye-"

i slam the door shut, not wishing to bear another word from her. i pull out my phone upon hearing a few dings.

lana boy

jesus
what is it with everyone
being gay these days
wtf happened to being normal

...
okay weirdo

this number cannot send you messages anymore.

★ authors note ,,

my cats stink so bad today