*Ding dong*
Run. Run now. There's still a chance, no one has seen you yet. Get out while you can.
Fighting my antisocial instincts to cancel my social plans I reluctantly waited for the door to open. I was greeted with the luminescent smile of my best friend and partner in crime.
"Well if it isn't the disappearing girl!" Tam rushed me into a hug, momentarily taking away my breath.
"I've missed you too" I managed to squeak out
"I know you did darlin', now let's get you fucked up and talk about all the stunning things you've been up to."
I took a deep breath as I crossed the threshold with a feeling this was going to be a long interesting night.
Two hours and MANY drinks later I was falling over myself at whatever hysterical thing Tams new beau, Max, uttered in my direction. I can usually keep my composure when I drink but tonight was different, tonight I was THAT girl.
"Tam Tam the battery ram, if she can't stop you no one can. "
You must be really drunk Natalia Richardson to think you can get away with bringing up my childhood trauma and live to see tomorrow.
Laughing loudly as the bit of wine remaining swished in its glass I hugged Tamberlyn. "Oh Tam, you're my man, come on baby you know I love you. " I crooned to her as I placed a giant kiss on her cheek.
"That's it! I think you've had enough." Tamberlyn groaned as she pushed me off.
I land on the floor giggling uncontrollably
"Oh Tam it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring."
"Now you're quoting Marilyn Monroe, I'm officially cutting you off."
"Boo, party pooper"
"I'm sorry things didn't work out with the hunky twat, but you can't mope around forever-" she poured out all the stray alcohol left in cups around the apartment "and you definitely can't drink your troubles away."
"Said who?" I murmur into my cup as I sway my hips to The Weekends XO/The Host
"Dance with me" I pull Max up and sway with him to the beat.
I may be beyond tipsy but I am fully aware of Max's hands on my hips as I press my back to his chest.
Suddenly Tamberlyn grabs my arm "What the hell do you think you're doing?" Her eyes glowing redder than her hair.
"We're just dancing Tam." I answer brushing off her anger I walk to the kitchen and pour another drink.
"This isn't you Nat."
I know this isn't me, I never drink this much, I don't even dance let alone grind on my friends current beau. I don't want to be me right now, I wanted to be someone else. Someone who didn't overthink things, and didn't care what other thought.
"This is about Art, isn't it?"
My heart skips a beat at the sound of his name, I haven't heard it out loud in a long time. Just hearing it brought back flashes of his touch, his smell, his kiss. Then came the pain, the memories of our last fight, the pain I caused him, the look in his eyes when I gave up on him, watching him walk out when he gave up on me."
"What the hell happened Nat?" She looks in my eyes with the greatest concern a friend can have. Pangs of guilt shoot through my stomach as I realize what I've done.
"I'm so sorry Tam" I hugged her tight as if I could gain some of her strength through osmosis. She stroked my hair whispering "it's okay" and "everything's gonna be fine" over and over.
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The familiar bells and whistles fill the air as I stroll down the boardwalk with Tam. Ever since my mini-meltdown I've been spending more time with Tam and getting my head together so I can refocus on what's important to me, school. After a few slaps and cathartic talks we decided the final thing I needed to clear my head was a ride on the Ferris wheel. The ride is supposed to be very symbiotic, as I reach the top and sit among the stars I'll have ultimate clarity. Tam thinks it's 'a ridiculous waste of a good time' but she's joining me in sister solidarity nonetheless.
"Do you hear that?"
"What the music? It's a street performer, they're everywhere."
"There he is" I turn Tamberlyn around to watch as this [person] strides through the crowd with his acoustic guitar crooning his version of Miguel's 'Sure Thing' to passersbys.