Tangled Love

I make my way to the kitchen sink, pouring myself a nice cold glass of water. The minute it touches my lips, I guzzle it down, feeling instantly relieved at the soothing feeling it has on my throat. Getting drunk doesn't appeal to me whatsoever but I still know how to have fun. I smile at a few others lingering around the kitchen before placing the cup back into the sink.

"You're Jake's girlfriend, aren't you?"

I spin around, meeting a busty blonde that I've never seen before. She's wearing a very low cut top and a denim miniskirt finished off with six inch pink heels.

"Yes I am." I smile warmly at her, wiping my hands on the tea towel.

"You're so lucky," she breathes out, twirling a strand of blonde hair around her finger.

"Yes I am," I repeat hastily, trying to dodge her so I can get back to the party. She purposely stands in my way, shuffling on her heels.

"You're the one who was in a coma, right?" She asks and I crease my eyebrows up at her words. How does she know that? Maybe she's someone from college. . .

"Yes, I was." I respond, my voice monotone as I try again to step round her. She bounces on her heels, standing right in front of me before placing a hand on my arm.

"Oh my god! I am so glad you're okay, I saw Jake at the hospital and he was such a mess!" She says, her voice annoyingly squeaky and her tone fake. I smile tightly, unsure that she's genuinely glad for my health at all.

know Jake personally?" I ask her, leaning back against the kitchen sink. She smirks at my words, twirling her

could say that."

response, feeling very uneasy at this whole conversation. I stand up straight, clapping my hands together to remove invisible

be nice. She grabs onto

isn't he?" She giggles once again. I blink in surprise,

spit out, taking a step back. I pull my arm free from her grasp and turn on

girls has Jake slept

I feel my breathing quicken and the familiar squeezing pain in my chest. The room feels like it's shrinking in size, the walls closing in around me. I head for the back door instead, needing to get some fresh air.

seep its way into my skin, cooling me down. My breathing shallows out

I nod silently, feeling a little numb and Tobias hands me a cigarette which I gladly accept. I don't even smoke yet the cigarette looks

my lips. I lean forward and motion for Tobias to light me up. He silently cups around my cigarette, blocking the wind

people around me smoke my entire lifetime so I know what to do. The warm burning sensation scratches the back

flicking the ash

own cigarette between his lips. I watch as he inhales deeply,

not enjoying the

enjoying the people," I correct him, mumbling.

upset you?"