Freedom. The word that makes my heart pound. (Semi advanced friend needed)

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    As I tried my best to pay attention to her story, I just couldn't seem to focus anymore. The room was spinning none stop and I felt like I would double over and throw up at any second unless I was able to get more alcohol in my system. Then I remember: I have a stash! A slight smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I rolled to the very edge of my bed and pulled out a drawer right by my head; lucky for me, I was smart enough to give my drunk *ss easy access to more beer. While I secretly popped open a bottle as quickly as I could manage, I tried to respond as I normally would. "I didn't forget you existed," I murmured. "I just… lost the good memories. Like a needle in a haystack?" I smiled to myself for coming up with that right on the spot and rewarded myself with a big gulp of beer.

    "Some haystack," She muttered. She crossed the room and through his beer out the window, a satisfied feeling coming over her as she heard the smash. "I told you, no more beer." She smiled in a sort of mocking way and then took the rest of his stash. "Do whatever you need to, but no more alcohol." She jutted out her hip and placed her hand on it, glancing out the window to see that the sun was just starting to rise. As tired as she was, she felt alert, her blood filled with adrenaline. The familiar feeling, a need for adventure.

    "No!!" I gasped, trying to catch the flying bottle of beer just before it flew out the window, but I just ended up face planting right into the bed. By now, I was too exhausted to do anything more to commemorate the death of my beer… so I just flopped over onto my back and passed out without another word.


    [ Sorry it's so short!! But, yanno, I think it says enough xD Also, I plan to have Chloe like barge in and kinda, secretly clear up the events of this WONDERFUL night for Xander so ya xD be PREEEEPAAAARED!! ]

    ((XD Ok I ish preparing ^3^ Oh, and technically semi-advanced is 3+ lines, so youre fine)

    Sage dusted off her hands and smiled, she sat down next to him. She kissed him gently on the cheek. "I missed you," She whispered. She brushed the hair out of his face, and then went back to her book. After a while, she was bored and cols, so she shut the window, glancing down after the shattered beer bottle. She looked over at Xander, noticing he was slowly waking up. But then the door crashed open.

    [ Then TECHNICALLY speaking I only had two… those "…" things don't really count as the end of a sentence lawl. EH WOOPS! ]


    Just as the door smashed into the wall with a loud BANG, I was already starting to wake up so it only startled me even more. In fact, I was this close to jumping right out of bed. And add that to the splitting headache, I felt like sh*t times ten thousand million. I groaned as I rolled away from the light leaking in through the curtains, clutching my forehead like that would ease the pain. Did I mention I felt like my insides wanted to hurl themselves out of my insides, too? Well they do. And to make things even worse, the very last person I wanted to see ever again was the one person barging in the door.
    "Xander! Please, just let me explain!" She pleaded desperately, but my only response was a low grunt from where i still lay. I wouldn't even give her the time of day before I bounded into the bathroom and slammed the door shut—and locked it—behind me. Immediately after the door was securely shut, I toppled over the toilet, spilling what little sustenance I had in my stomach all at once.
    ———
    [ Chloe's POV because I have to make up for a short post xD ]
    She gasped after seeing the horrible condition he was in and almost regretted showing up this early in the morning. Okay, she completely regretted it. Not only was he the absolute worse person you wanted to run into in the morning, but it was clear how hungover he was. Just before she went to try and convince him to let her in, something caught her attention from the corner of her eye. Her head snapped to attention only to find a surprisingly pretty girl in the same room. "Who are you?" She asked bitterly with absolutely no emotion left on her face.


    [ Oh muse, HI! I missed you so much（‐＾▽＾‐）]

    "Hey, I'm just his room mate," She said, putting her hands up like she was caught doing a crime by the police. "I assume you're his girlfriend?" She asked, a feeling of jealousy creeping up on her. She glanced at the closed bathroom door, wishing she could help Xander, but there was nothing she could do. "He was pretty mad at you earlier," She said, getting up and dusting off her shorts. "What did you do? Oh, and I'm Sage, by the way."

    Chloe nodded hesitantly, constantly side glancing the bathroom door where Xander was throwing up. Concern was painted all over her face. "I'm Chloe… I uh…" She started softly, but she refused to meet Sage's gaze head on. "I just want to speak to Xander… alone, please. Can you do anything to get him to listen?" Chloe looked towards Sage with a pleading look in her eyes, her hand clasped together in front of her and she looked like she was just about to burst into uncontrollable sobs right then and there.

    "Ok," She said, sensing her desperation. "Il'll try." She knocked at the bathroom door. "Xander?" She asked softly. "Are you ok?" She turned to Chloe and put a finger up to her lips. "Chloe's gone, you can come out now." Her tone was soft and calming.

    Chloe mouthed a silent 'thank you' to Sage, but didn't move a single muscle in case Xander was listening in through the door. She knew how good he was at figuring out who people were just by their footsteps…
    In bathroom, Xander had finally stopped throwing up as much as before, but he still say beside the toilet, clutching the sides for support. He only glared at the wall in front of his face before finding time in between vomiting to answer just as pissed off as before. "Don't—lie to me—Sage, I know—she's still in there."

    She sighed. "Xander, please come out, she really wants to talk to you." She flashed Chloe a look of sympathy. "What did she ever do to you to deserve this?" She asked, leaning against the bathroom door.


    Where oh where ha-as my mu-use gone, oh where oh where can it beeeee?

    [ XD Xander's POV ]


    I was silent for a long moment except for my heavy breathing, mostly, I was just waiting for another round of 'Let's see how much pain Xander can go through before he passes out!' A shudder ran down my spine as the memory of that game returned in vivid detail… I think my best round was 5 blows to the head, a dislocated shoulder, 20-30 whippings, and 20 more punches—that all put me in a pain induced coma too. I quickly shook away the thought, not wanting another panic attack, but out of few that I might in this small, locked room with no way of finding help, I shakily stood up to wash the puke off his face then creaked the door open just enough to see out through the mirror. I could see the happiness in Chloe's eyes that always made my heart melt, but now only turned it rock solid and stiff as I stared blankly out the door. "I only want Sage to come in." I asked bleakly and saw how it completely crushed Chloe.

    She glanced at Chloe. 'I'll try,' She mouthed to her. Sage stepped into bathroom. "Are you ok Xander?" She asked, worridly. "You shouldn't have had all that beer last night. And now you've gone and broken Chloe's heart. She's crushed." She wondered if maybe, Xander didn't have feelings for Chloe anymore. Maybe he had feelings for her!

    [ I'm sorry ^-^ this weekend has been extremely eventful and I doubt my writing will be any good because I feel like absolute bleh… ]


    I clutched the edge of the countertop next to the sink so tightly my knuckles turned white and I remained unmoving with my head hanging down. "Oh, she's crushed?" I laughed dryly while shaking my head in distaste. "If your only here to talk for her, you might as well leave now. I won't forgive her."

    I'm sorry I haven't been on in a while!


    "So... You don't like her anymore?" She couldn't help but ask. A picture of Chloe came into her mind, and she felt bad, but Xander was hers. She thought she had made that very clear by giving him her first kiss. Sage pulled him closer and held him comfortingly, the kissed him on the cheek. "I'm not here to talk for her." She said, running her fingers through his hair.

    [ You're fine c: I might be very inactive from here on out as well :'( :'( ]


    I stiffened at the slightest of touch, but I doubted I'd ever be able to go on with someone even reaching towards me without wincing away. At the same time, it was almost like this one girl could break down the facade I built with such sturdy walls in just a few hours when it took everyone else years. But it's my own fault it's it? As I stared blankly at the closed door I realized… the only reason I was ever hurt is because I let them in. It will keep happening, won't it? My eyes burned as tears welled up behind them and I quickly enveloped Sage in my arms and buried my face in her shoulder before she could catch the tears streaming down my face. I promised myself then that I'd shut her out along with everyone else to prevent this pain from every returning, but… I felt my knees give out, pulling Sage to the floor with me as I embraced her.

    Sage hugged him, landing under him when she fell to the ground still hugging him. "It'll be okay," She whispered to him, wiping away his tears with her sleeve. She rubbed his back comfortingly, resting her head on his shoulder. "Its ok..." She cooed.


    I'm sorry it's short I gotta go to school!

    I arched my back and gasped from the pain that shot through my body even from her soft touch and I instinctively grabbed hold of her wrists to pull them away. I really didn't want to do that… I missed being able to hold her in a right embrace when I was still optimistic all the time, but I know my dreams of time travel are just that. Dreams. "I-I know… I'm fine." I blurted out almost too quickly for anyone to understand to try and cover up my sudden rejection. I still couldn't look directly at her… what if she just ended up like Chloe? Tears welled up in my eyes again at the thought of this extreme betrayal replaying again with Sage and I couldn't help but bury my face in her neck and hold her hands close to my chests like it would somehow keep her closer to me as well. "I don't want to talk anymore." I whimpered; it was my only idea to get her to leave since I didn't have the guts to ask her to. I still love her too much to see her go…