Chris Medina - What Are Words

This is why drinking is unhealthy

“Valerie, are you ok?” Nathan tried to make me walk normally. I knew I shouldn’t have let the guy refill my juice… 

“Yeah, I’m fine,” I tried to look at his eyes and make him understand that even though I can’t walk in a straight line, but my mind is still clear as ever. However, I got a frown from him instead, do I look that drunk?

“Let me hail a cab, we are going home, now,” and he left me leaning on the huge pillar in the lobby. I seriously don’t think that I am that drunk… I mean I can still hear myself thinking… Which is the very thing I am doing now… listening to myself think… sigh, I should get a life… 

Then a bunch of people from the dinner exited from the ball room. I tried to avoid them by rolling to the other side of the pillar. Moma had always said; never interact with idiots when you are drunk, because it will make you a bigger idiot. 

“What?” I heard a voice from behind. Hey, isn’t that my best friend Blythe?
“You know, I can hear every word you were mumbling to yourself,” she crossed her arms in front of her chest. Oh wait, she… what? Argh… my head is pounding with dizziness…
“How much did you drink?” I heard her said to herself, or me… Well it would be stupid to talk to me right, I mean I look bloody retarded now; no one in the right mind would communicate with me…
“Sigh, I can still hear you…” I see, she gave up… she pulled me up and tried to help me walk. I swung lose of her held to make the point that I can still walk, but maybe not in a straight line… 

I turned back as I heard the voice of another person, that guy is… who is that guy? He looked like he is scolding Blythe… He’s scolding Blythe? Haha, biggest mistake he will ever make… 

I stood there, waiting for Blythe to hit him or something like that. What the hell? It had been 5 whole seconds now and she is just standing there? I need to have a closer look. I made an effort to make my way there as silent as I could. But I am on heels and I can’t freaking walk in a straight line. And so I gave up the silent plan and decided to bash my way in so that Blythe will lose her temper and hit someone… I know that there’s a flaw in that plan but the dizziness is killing me… 

I rushed towards the two of them and before I can think straight, my left leg tripped my right and I fell directly towards the guy that is scolding Blythe. Instinctively, I did not want to land on the floor, so my body, without the usage of my brain, pushed the guy and pinned him on the wall. And then, I managed to make one single sentence, “Stay away from my friend, I am warning you, she might hit you so hard that your brain trades place with your ass.” Then I was pulled away and pushed into a car. 

I looked at Nathan beside me and said, “See? My mind is still clear; I made that guy stop scolding Blythe…”

I saw him shaking his head right before my eye lids fell…   

Darcastle 19.3.11 21.30p.m.
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