Chapter 30Song for this chapter:Pray - Kodaline“And I drink alone to stop me from weeping” ★☆★ Vivia

Chapter 30Song for this chapter:Pray - Kodaline“And I drink alone to stop me from weeping” ★☆★ Vivian’s POVI don’t know what came over me the night of the guys’ first show. It might have been the excitement of the crowd as they jumped around on stage, or how Luke would wink at me, or sing to me, after he teased me earlier that morning. After he did that, I swore to myself that i’d ignore him for as long as I possibly could, which wasn’t very long. As Luke was singing Try Hard to me, all I wanted to do was jump on stage and kiss him. Obviously I couldn’t do that, so I waited until the show was over, and security escorted us backstage. He looked even sweatier and even sexier up close, which caused me to absentmindedly kiss him in front of everyone. I wasn’t even thinking of the band, Alex, or security as I kissed Luke, with all of the anger and want that I’d pent up all day. Thinking back on it now I feel my cheeks heat up knowing that when we emerged from that room we were out of breath, our hair was all over the place, and our lips were red and swollen. After being teased mercilessly by the band, we went to get ice cream, at the same place I went with Kenzie after Julian’s basketball, the day Luke caught me crying in the library. I think of how much changed, and I’m shocked, and extremely happy. I finally let someone in, and told them my problems, I gained new friends, I cut off old friends, my mom finally decided to get a divorce and sobered up, I’ve become so much closer with Luke, it’s amazing. If I were still stuck in my father’s house with my mother drunk all the time, my not-so-best friend using me for my money, and going to cry in the library everyday, I don’t think I would have made it. I’m not sure what I would have done, but I’m sure it would have been something drastic. I looked over at Luke, who was sitting on the couch next to me as we watched a movie at Ashton’s house a few days after their first show. I looked at Alex, then Ashton, who was sitting next to her, and I had no doubt that he was holding her hand under the blanket that was over the two of them. Lastly I looked at Michael and Calum who were both deeply engrossed in the movie, and I couldn’t help but grin to myself. “What’s with the smile?” Luke whispered in my ear, causing chills to run down my neck. I sighed, and leaned my head on his chest, “I’m just really happy.”“Me too.” He whispered, and somehow I knew he meant it the same way that I do, that we were happy with life just how it was, and that nothing could ruin it, that is, until a call from my mother did just that.It all started a few weeks after the night we watched a movie at Ashton’s house. School was going great, my grades in Math were the highest they’d ever been, as well as in my other classes. Annie and I had met up a few more times, and finally finished our English project, as well as sparked a new friendship, which included her best friend Charlie too. Balancing spending time with those two, Luke, the rest of the guys, my family, and homework, I was too busy to even think about a drastic change coming in my life. Me, Alex, and the guys were all at Ashton’s house, celebrating the third show they’d booked in two months, when I got the call from my mom. I left the room to answer it, and the sound of her slurred voice caused my stomach to drop. “The judge has decided that your father gets custody of you,” she slurred, before I heard the phone drop, and Aunt Melody picked it up apologizing at me greatly for my mother’s actions. I hung up the phone in shock, sure that I was imagining the words that I heard my mother slur. It couldn’t be true, there’s no way it was possible that my father could gain custody of me. I don’t know how long it was until Luke found me, still in the same frozen position, shocked beyond movement. He asked what was wrong multiple times before I uttered what I had heard my mother say. It was then that I started crying so much that it started to frighten me. The rest of that day was a blur to me. Within a week I was moved back into my father’s house, with only Sonya to comfort me that I was forced to live with a man that I despised solely because my mother did not have a job, a house, and admitted to be an alcoholic for the past three and a half years. Julian was enraged when he heard the news, and demanded to go see the judge and tell him all of the horrible things about my father. Melody said that it wouldn’t change anything, because my mother still didn’t have a place of her own, and didn’t have a job. I was permitted, however, to visit my aunt’s house every weekend, which was a tiny upside to the huge nightmare my life had become. Now, as I sit in my old room at the empty mansion of my father’s house, trying to do my homework, but keep getting distracted by how much I loathe being here. It hasn’t even been a week since I was forced to move back in, and my father’s already on a business trip, which is real, now that he doesn’t have to lie about seeing his girlfriends. It enrages me that he still gained custody of me when he’s nearly always on a business trip, and never home. I swear that somehow he pulled a few strings, making sure that he did win. I haven’t even talked to him the total of six times I’ve been in his presence since he’s gained custody. I’ve gotten so enraged whenever I see him, because all I can think about is one of his women drunkenly walking in at my birthday party, and the pain of the blow on my cheek he administered as I screamed at him the next day. I sigh and toss my books away from me, giving up on doing any homework. If my father didn’t have security camera’s all over the house, and he hadn’t forbidden me to invite anyone here, I’d have Luke over right now to take me away from this hellhole. I stand up, and walk out of my room, looking around to make sure that Sonya isn’t anywhere to be seen before I hurry to my father’s bedroom and slip in, closing the door just how it was before I entered. Immediately, I look through the drawers of my father’s dresser, taking all the extra cash that I can find, knowing that he won’t notice it missing. I try to find anything that could help me make it so he loses custody of me, but find nothing. After searching all the places I could think of, I give up and head for the door. Light reflects off the silver door of the nightstand on the side where my mother would sleep, and my curiosity gets the best of me. I open the door to find three nearly empty bottles of Whiskey, Vodka, and Brandy. Without thinking I grab the fullest bottle, and hurry to back to my room with it. I set it on my desk and stare at it for a while, discovering that it was the Vodka I had stolen. After a few moments of contemplating it, I grab a shot glass that was meant for decoration, unscrew the lid of the alcohol, fill the tiny glass, then tip it down my mouth. The stinging sensation is uncomfortable, but doesn’t stop me from drinking another, and another, and another, until everything’s fuzzy, and I can’t remember how many I’ve had. After drinking one more, I stop, and flop down on my bed. My phone digs into my side until I pull it away, and see that i’ve got a missed call from Luke. I tap on my phone until it says that I’m calling him. Somehow I put it on speaker, and I rest my phone on my chest, while playing with my fingers. “Viv? I tried calling you like six times, are you alright?” he asks after answering the call. “I’m alrighhhh,” I slur, giggling slightly. “Are you sure? Your voice sounds weird.”I giggle more, “No, your voice sounds weirdddd. Soooo deeeeep, and sexyyyyy,” I imidate his voice then giggle some more. “Vivian, are you drunk?” Luke sounds serious.“Mayyyybeeeeeeee.”He sighs, “I’m coming over.”“Comeeee save meeeeeee prince charminggg!” I squeal, trying to sit up, but failing. “Just stay where you are, don’t move at all, I’m on my way.”“Yesss sir!” I hold my hand up to my forehead, trying to salute him, but poke myself instead. He hangs up leaving me to play with my fingers until I hear the doorbell, then footsteps rushing up the stairs.“Vivian?” He calls, “Vivian, oh, God.” His noise crinkles in disgust, “Holy shit, Viv, how much did you drink?” “Like thisss much,” I hold my fingers a few inches apart, then inspect them closely. “You’re beyond drunk, oh fuck,” he runs his hands through his hair. I giggle, “Thaaaaattt sounds fuuuuunn!” I wink at him, but end up blinking multiple times. I see Luke blush, and grin widely, “Come here Luuukkkeyyy.” I use the beckoning gesture, and Luke walks towards me slowly. I pay next to me on the bed, and he sits down. I lean closer to him, completely forgetting that I’m in my extremely revealing nightgown. “My princeee charminggg came toooo rescue meeeeeee,” I lean over, and plant a wet kiss on his cheek.“Yeah, okay your breath reeks, you need some water,” he starts to stand up, but I push his chest as hard as I can, and he falls backwards onto my bed. “You'reee not goingggg anywhereeee,” I smirk at him, while placing both of my legs on either side of him, and holding myself up by pressing down on his chest. I lean down and press sloppy kisses on his cheeks, nose, forehead, and finally his lips. I start to do what I think is French kiss him, but end up just running my tongue all over his lips. Luke stays still the whole time, until I get bored and roll off of him. “You’re noooo funnnn!” I frown at him, poking at his chest. I see him scoff quietly, then notice his lip ring. I reach out and start to play with it when Luke moves my arm away gently. I frown again, then reach up to his black beanie, and take it off his head, replacing it on mine. “Now IIII look like youuuuu! I giantttt gothiccc giraffeeeeee,” I giggle, trying to stand up and be tall, but end up falling back on the bed instead. “Yep, you’re definitely way past drunk.” Luke says, and stands up before I can grab him. “I’m going to get you water, just don’t move.” I give him a thumbs up, and start to stare at my thumb until he gets back. He helps me sit up and has me drink the entire glass. As he sets it on my nightstand, I fall back into my pillow, suddenly feeling really tired. “Thank youu Lukeyy,” I whisper, taking his hand and pressing my face against it, “I love you.” Is the last thing I whisper before my eyes close, and darkness surrounds me. ★☆★ Authors Notes:Ugh I really don’t like this chapter and how everything happened, so I’m sorry that it’s so shitty. I’ve never been drunk or even drank alcohol so I have no clue what it’s like, so I just used my imagination. I’m sorry about it being so short, I promise that the next few chapters are going to be longer, and better, because they’re going to be the last chapters of this story. I hope you enjoyed this at least a little, and if you did, then please, vote and comment on it. Hugs & Kisses -Hannahxx -- source link

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