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"The son of a b***h is gonna get more s**t beating later."
"As much as I hate violence Damon, I agree with you."
"This is all my fault I shouldn't have brought Carlos with me."
"Hey bro, don't blame yourself for having a man w***e s***h r****t for a cousin."
"Yeah, Cole's right. You had no idea this will happen, moreover we warned him not to pull any stunt."
I don't know if they were whispering or not, my brain wasn't even processing who they were, but their voices were loud in my head, it felt like they were using speakers. This was making my head pound seriously.
"Guys she's stirring."
"She's going to be up any moment."
"What if she can't remember what happened?"
"Should we tell her?"
"What they hell were they talking about?" I asked myself as I desperately tried to pry my eyes open.
"Tell me what?"I spoke out as I tried sitting up.
My throat felt dry like there was sand paper in there and the pounding in my head increased.
"Here have some." Cole said giving me a glass of water.
"Do you feel better?" Jeffrey asked looking concerned.
"Yeah. I guess." I said dropping the glass on the side-stool.
That was a big fat lie though, my head was really pounding.
"Have this, it'll help with the hang over and any other pain you may be feeling." Cole said giving me a pill and another glass of water.
"You should probably not drink as much as you did yesterday ever again." Jeffrey said laughing at my grimacing face.
I was about to give a smart comeback when I felt a sharp pain in my head.
"Are you okay?"
"Cole maybe we should call a doctor."
"Both of you should calm down she'll be fine, its just the effect of her last drink yesterday."
What were they talking about?
Their voices sounded distant.
I might have taken more drinks than necessary yesterday, but I know that this pain couldn't be due to a hangover only. I've been wasted too many times to know this.
What exactly happened yesterday night and what was so special about my last drink?
And most importantly, what the hell was I doing with these three hot pieces of ass?
Those were the last things on my mind before I blacked out again.
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I woke up with a strong urge to throw-up and immediately ran to the toilet to spill the contents of my stomach.
Honestly my dears, it wasn't a lovely sight.
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I have been sitting on this bed for about twenty minutes trying hard to remember what happened last night, but after meeting the handsome guy who unfortunately didn't tell me his name, I remember nothing.
Giving up, I went towards the mirror in the room to check myself out. I cringed at my reflection, I looked like a glorious mess.
"Who the hell changed my clothes?" I asked the empty room.
And that's when I remembered that this isn't even my room.
The Boys!
They were here when I woke up the first time.
I have so many questions starting from 'What the hell I'm doing here?' to 'What happened yesterday night?' and most importantly 'Who the hell changed my clothes?'
I opened the door with determination. My mission was simple, find the boys, make them answer all my questions and kill whichever one of them changed my clothes.
I might as well just kill three of them because if one changed my clothes, why didn't the others stop him.
When I got close to end of the staircase, I saw three of them surrounding someone and shouting at the person, they sounded really pissed.
"Ahem! Ahem!" I exclaimed to get their attention.
All heads turned to me and that was when I saw the person the were screaming, it was the last person I expected to see.
I was still mad at him for what he did yesterday night.
He left without telling me his name.
"Hey." I said with a weak smile.
His face looked swollen like he had received some serious beating.
"Can someone tell me what's going on?" I said crossing my arms over my chest and giving all of them a deadly stare, they had better start talking.
DAMON'S POV.
"I don't ever want to see you at any of my parties again." Cole said with gritted teeth, he was desperately holding himself back from smashing something into his cousin’s face.
"Come on guys, you're taking this thing too far." Carlos muttered while wincing, his face was still swollen from the beating he received from us. Me mostly.
I felt like punching him hard for that statement, but Jeffrey beat me to it.
"It's a big deal, drugging a girl to have your way with her is wrong." Jeffrey said fuming while Cole held him back before he does more damage to his cousin.
"I don't get what's so special about her." Carlos scoffed.
That statement was all it took for me to lose my s**t. It wasn’t even about who the girl was, what he did was just plane wrong and he was still out here acting arrogant instead of admitting to his wrongdoing.
I was about giving him another round of beating but was stopped by the clearing of someone's throat.
"Ahem! Ahem!"
I turned back to see Kim standing at the staircase.
"Hey". She said with a weak smile.
She looked like an innocent kid who just woke up.
But her smile soon turned to a frown. I looked in the direction where she was staring and not so surprisingly, she was staring at Carlos.
"Can someone tell me what's going on?" She said folding her arms in front of her chest and staring at us.
And just like that, the annoying, 'badass' and crazy Kimora was back. I prefer the innocent kid version.
"I think you should leave now." Cole said dismissively to Carlos.
"He's not going anywhere yet, I'm still mad at him for yesterday. You didn't even tell me your name. And what the hell happened to your face?" She said coming down the stairs and approaching Carlos.
I stepped in front of her to stop her from moving further while Jeffrey pulled Carlos up and kicked him out of the house through the backdoor of the kitchen.
"Do you feel better?" Cole asked her as he moved closer to place a hand on her forehead.
He'll make a really good mother.
"I'm not answering that until you tell me what happened to pretty blue eyed boy." Kim said scowling.
"Kim you need to worry about yourself for now." Cole said pulling her into the living room.
"Fine." She said still scowling. "I want to know who owns this hoodie because unfortunately I won't be returning it back." She said with a childish look of satisfaction, not the arrogant attitude she puts up in school.
Cole looked at me and with our eyes, we both made a silent agreement not to tell her the hoodie was mine. Its not like I mind her keeping it anyway, it looks good on her.
"Sleeping beauty since you're up, can you tell us who the lucky beast is?" Jeffrey joked ruffling her hair which made her giggle.
To be honest, I have no idea why my friends are so fond of her. She is annoying as hell and this entire week, all what she had done was challenge me or piss me off.
Let's not even talk of her making fun of the fact that horrendous Darcy calls me Baby.
I even heard some students comparing her to me, why will they even do that.
"Damon are you listening at all?" Cole asked slapping the back of my head.
Ugh...I spaced out.
"Yeah. Sorry." I said rubbing the back of my head.
"I asked you if you could drop Kim at her place, I still have to finish cleaning and Jeffrey said he has an appointment in ten minutes." Cole said giving me a warning look not to back out.
"Look, I already told you I can drive myself back home. My house is far from here and I don't want to be a burden." Kim said as she stood up and began looking around for what I assume were her car keys.
"I'm with the car keys and Damon is taking you home, that's final. You're not fully sober yet and I'm not taking risks." Cole said throwing her car keys to me.
"Now both of you out of my crib, I've got some cleaning to do." Cole said pushing us out.
"Be nice." He whispered to me before shutting the door.
This will be one very long ride.
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"So you're actually not going to tell me what happened to pretty blue eyed boy?" Kim asked for the fifth time in the last ten minutes and just like the other four times, I simply remained silent.
"Okay at least tell me how exactly I got so wasted and whose hoodie this is." She said looking at me with pleading eyes.
I gave her my usual response.
SILENCE.
"You're no fun." She scoffed and turned to face the window.
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Another fifteen minutes of driving and I was really thinking of just throwing the keys at her and getting the hell away from here.
She had turned the volume of the radio to max and was currently singing along to Old Town Road.
Singing along wouldn't have been a problem if she wasn't going off key every damn minute and I think she was actually doing this on purpose.
Oh and I forgot to tell you she was also tapping her fingers on the dashboard and screaming 'yeeha' at intervals. She'll be a very terrible cowgirl if I'm to judge.
Awkward silence would have been way better than this and honestly, Cole will need more than saying 'thank you' to make it up to me.
"Can you please stop screaming and tapping on the dashboard." I said trying my best to hide my irritation.
How on earth could someone be this annoying?
"My car, my rules." She said and continued having fun at my expense.
I can't believe this is the same girl who woke up with a hangover this morning.
I must give her credit, she's annoying as hell.
She kept up with her drama till we got to her place, which I must say was way better than what I expected judging from the impression she had given me of herself.
As soon as I parked her car, I got down without wasting a minute and starting making my way out of her house.
"Damon wait." I heard her scream and stopped walking. "I just..thank you for dropping me home. And sorry for the torture back in the car, you look funny when you're angry." She said chuckling.
When she started her statement I was a little scared that she was being polite, but I guess she's just straight out crazy.
And truthfully, I wasn't mad at her, at least not anymore.
"How exactly are you getting home? It's almost six in the evening." She asked. Impressive, a crazy girl with manners.
"Don't worry about it." I said confidently. "Bye Crazy." I added with a smirk and walked away without waiting for her response.
There was no point telling her that I lived just few blocks away.
KIMORA'S POV.
I entered the house and was welcomed by emptiness and a note from my mum. She had to travel to New York urgently for a business meeting.
I was used to her frequent absence by now. Ever since the sad occurrence few years ago, she had been drowning herself in work to forget about it.
I couldn't blame her, I had been drowning myself in my 'mission' too.
I got to my room and decided to check my phone for messages and as expected, I had a text from Hope.
Hey little rascal.
How was your party yesterday? Please tell me you got laid by your hottie boyfriend. Anyway don't forget I'll be coming over next week Friday for your grande Halloween revenge. My love goes to your mum.
Much love,
Your fellow rascal.
Reading her message made me remember what Miller did yesterday and honestly, I didn't even want to think about it. But on the brighter side, Halloween was this coming week and Darcy was going to learn her lesson.
With this thought, I decided to go for a long hot shower before sleeping.
On my way to the bathroom, I noticed my room window was open, but didn't give much thought to it.
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