18. Kali
18
KALI
I was drunk.
No one judge me.
I was surrounded by bikers, I had no clue where we were, and I couldn’t officially freak out to my best friends/family because if I did, they could be in danger. I believed Shane when he said that. And now I couldn't sleep. Who the fuck could sleep after that warning?
So, yeah. Drunk.
I found the next best thing when I found the red wine, and now I was giggling to myself because holy fuck was my life messed up.
Like, seriously fucked up, and what was worse? I knew that if Shane came in and wanted some, I wouldn’t deny him. My God. My hormones were what had gotten me here.
He’d texted me to come, and I had.
I was such an idiot.
I thought what Foley had done to me was the worst thing ever.
Nope.
It wasn’t what Shane had done to me, it was what he could do to me.
If Foley had texted me after one make-out session to come , leaving Aly and Harper behind in a bar, in a state we didn’t know, I would’ve told him to go fuck himself. And, he probably would’ve—oh. Oh no.
The giggles engulfed me.
Because that’s totally what he would’ve done—or found someone else to fuck him. Not that I could have blamed him… He would’ve been doing what I’d told him…
But the whole point is that Foley never had power like this over me.
Never. Ever .
So, wow.
I’m here, drunk, because of a simple fucking text. But what Foley did to me?
I had some things to tell Foley.
Shane said I couldn’t call people I cared about. One, that rule would never apply to my dad, but I was drunk.
So I called Foley.
He didn’t answer, which was a wise decision on his part. I texted instead.
The texts were long and negative.
I didn’t want to rehash them. The energy came from a dark place, but I felt better when I finished.
Pretty sure I called him a worm, and actually googled how many different species of worms there were, and then I called him a name in as many of the species I could. At a hundred I had to stop. I did text my dad telling him there’s a million different species of worms.
He texted back asking why I was telling him this.
I was too drunk to respond so I went to bed.
I slept great.