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As she was running away she grabbed a bottle of vodka. She never wanted to come back even though she knew she had to. It was too much for her now, so she figured out that running from her parents would be the best thing she can do. Just for tonight. She did not know where to go. She had only one friend, but unfortunately for her Monica was on a vacation with her family. She sat on a bench in the local park. The mild wind blew through her hair and made it all messy. She investigated her pockets if she had some rubber band. Finally, she found one and made herself ponytail, so the wind would not bother her again. It got darker quite quickly and one must say that it was horrifying. As she was crying and thinking about what happed about 15 minutes ago with her parents, she opened the bottle of vodka and took three big gulps of it. Even if it was the end of May, the temperatures during night weren't as pleasant as during the day. She regretted taking her bomber jacket or denim jacket or simply just anything else. She was just in her red and black flannel shirt, black jeans that had hole on left knee and all black Converse shoes that had black laces. The wind got much colder and the redheads body was slowly getting goosebumps. She thought for herself that if she drank the whole bottle of vodka she would feel much warmer. She was still sobbing, but with the alcohol in her veins she started to calm down. She was gassed by the time she was searching for the last drop of that not much tasty alcohol. Suddenly, she heard some noises, which agitated her. She could tell from which direction where the noises coming, she suggested to go there and see what is going on.
"Let me go!" she heard someone screaming. Probably a girl.
"Oh, c'mon I'll be gentle I promise..." some other voice said trying to convince the girl.
After what she just heard the redhead sped up her steps to help the person whoever it was.
"Champ! Let me go! I don't want to do it in the park with you." This was not the perfect first time with roses and candles in her room that the small girl was picturing. She somehow managed to get off from his embrace and started running away.
Nicole was close enough to hear the boy shouting after the girl who she couldn't see, "Come back Waves! We're not done yet!"
"No Champ we are done! DONE! You hear me?!" The girl screamed back as she was running away.
The tall redhead continued to crawl through the dense bushes and trees in the park. She couldn't see anything due to the moon that was hidden behind the clouds. She felt tipsy and her body was too heavy for her, but all she wanted to do was to help the girl, because that is how she always was – caring. She did not hear anything for about two and started to panic, what might have happened to that girl, who was screaming when suddenly someone bumped into her very hard and she and that person was falling. She felt her body heavily hit the ground and she knew that this will hurt the next morning. Her head smashed the ground hard. She did not know who that person who bumped into her was. She wanted to move, but the person who was on top of her wasn't moving and neither could the redhead. She decided to talk to them, "Hey, due to this intimate moment we just share I think I should introduce myself. I am Nico..." She felt hand on her mouth. She could tell by the body weight and height and long hair that it was a girl on top of her. But when the girl gently touched her lips, Nicole felt like she was in heaven. She melted right away under this girl, who she didn't even know.
"Waverly! Where the fuck are you, you little bitch!" Nicole could feel a little jolt from the small girl. She figured out, that the small girls boyfriend was looking for her. Nicole wanted to sit up and say something, but she was pushed back to the ground and there was again hand on her mouth.
"Ssh," The little one said, "act like we're not here until he is gone, please." she whispered in Nicole's ear which made her shiver.
Finally, Champ was gone. They heard smashing the car door, then sound of an engine and with that Champ was gone. The small girl felt such a relief as she was getting up from the ground, to be accurate, from Nicole's body. She lifted herself up and extended a hand to help Nicole on her feet.
"I am really sorry I knocked you down. I didn't mean to. Are you hurt or something?" shorter girl apologized for herself
"Oh, and by the way, I'm Waverly." She introduced herself and smiled a little bit.
"Well, it is my pleasure to meet you. My name is Nicole." She smiled with her dimples showing off.
Nicole wanted to step forward to shook hand with Waverly, but she was pretty drunk and clumsy, and she tripped over a tree root. Waverly wanted to catch her, but Nicole was heavier than she thought she would be. They fell on the ground. Again. But this time they switched positions. Nicole was on top of the small girl who was embracing her very tightly. Waverly had one hand around Nicole's body and the other one on her head.
"I guess we're even now," Nicole laughed, while helping Waverly to get up.
"You are cold, aren't you?" Waverly asked one brow raised, but still smiling.
"Yeah, a bit. I guess. I forget to put on my jacket while I was running away." Both girls were quietly staring at each other for a moment. "Anyway, I was just on my way home" Nicole lied, "when I heard you screaming. I went looking for you to know if you were okay. So, tell me. Are you okay, Waverly?"
"Well thanks for asking, but before I answer your question tell me how hard you hit your head."
"What? You're making fun of me? Nicole frowned.
"No, no... No, of course not. I just think your head is bleeding. Look," Waverly showed her hand to Nicole, who could not see anything. Waverly switched light on her phone on and aimed it on her hand. There was blood. Lots of blood.
Nicole did not speak a word. She was just staring at Waverly's hand with mouth wide open.
"Turn around and let me see." Waverly commanded.
"So, Nicole, I am going to touch your head to see how bad it is. If it will hurt tell me right away, okay?"
Nicole nodded and waited for the shorter girl to start.
"It might sound funny Nicole, but do you think, mm, that you... You know you are taller than me and I cannot properly see anything. Could you sit down, please?"
Nicole did as Waverly asked. She then felt hand on her head. Waverly was careful she didn't want to hurt Nicole even more. She found the wound very quickly. Luckily, it wasn't bleeding anymore.
She was about to speak up, when Nicole's phone started ringing. Both girls twitched, and Waverly felt like her heart wanted to jump out of her chest. Nicole pulled out her phone out of a pocket and it was her mom who was calling. She knew she cannot answer the phone, because her mother would know immediately, that she is drunk. She stood up, but she tottered due to the alcohol she drank. She was surprised, that she did not want to barf after the whole bottle of vodka yet.
"I got you," Waverly caught the redhead's elbow to support her and make sure she won't fall again.
"I am sorry, Waverly, but I think I have to go back home now."
"Is it okay if I walk you home? I want to make sure, you got home safe. I can see that you are as drunk as a skunk." Waverly smiled sheepishly and offered and arm.
Nicole did not linger a second. She accepted that offer and pointed in the dark to show Waverly which way to go.