《Other Worldly - Magi Fanfiction》Chapter 31 - Drunk Escapades
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I stumbled out of the bar, not wanting to be noticed. I stuck to the side of the building, trying to blend in, and use it as something to lean on. Are you heading home Ati? Cause it's the other way.
"I want to see Sin," I proclaimed through the haze of alcohol. I stumbled my way to the palace through the blur that was my vision. Whenever I felt someone's gaze on me I just froze and suppressed the tears. Ati let me out so I can take you home. "Noooooo!" I whined to the motherly voice in my head.
I stuck to the shadows in my endeavor to find my friend. I hated how many people there were. They old come up and talk to me. They were all judging me. Like I'm a freak with my long blue hair and bandages. Couldn't I have a normal color hair, like blond. I clenched into my robes as I ran into the palace gardens, tears close to appearing on my face, my body coated in sweat, a lump lodged in my throat, and vomit working it's way out of my stomach.
I was following the glow birds. Who was I looking for again. I should just go home, no one will be watching me there. You're looking for Sinbad sweety the voice begrudgingly told me in my head.
"Thanks voices in my head," I laughed patting my head, "I guess I'm never alone are I." I don't know why that made me scared, but the thought of someone always following me, and judging me.
I stumbled up a flight of steps. Down the walk way was two figures. There was a flash of purple in the moonlight, and I recognized it as Sin. But the other figure was still unknown to me. I slowly approached, not wanting to inturpt something important. Through the drunken haze I recognized the long pink hair of the Kou princess.
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My breath got stuck in my throat. The tears started flowing. Of course he'd be with her. Why would he even be interested in me. I'm violent, ugly, and I can't hold down decent conversation. I ran off, which was hard with my terrible agility. I literally fell down the stairs, pulling open my bandages, and scrapping my good knee and elbow.
I hurried up, ignoring the pain, and hopping no one saw it. It was hard to tell through the tears and alcohol. I took the back streets to return home, as there were less people to notice me. "Hey girly," a voice said, pulling on my bad arm. I yelped in pain and tried shrinking smaller. "Where you going, the party's that way?" The drunk man led me out to the main street where he went off to get more drunk, and I was frozen, fearful of the crowds of people.
I slowly backup until I found myself against a wall. My breathing was shallow and labored, no matter how hard I tried I couldn't get in any air. New tears started sliding down my face. I could already taste the stomach acid, and everything was spinning. I slid down the wall until I was sitting on the ground. I buried my head into my arms and knees, trying to pretend I was somewhere else as I cried and cried.
I wasn't sure how long it was until I felt a set of arm on my shoulders. I looked up to find the emerald green of Yukino's eyes. "Audria, you need to breath," he told me. I clenched my hands I to my hair, shaking my head.
"I want to be alone," I whimpered in repeat, shaking as a spoke.
"I don't know what you're saying Ads," my friend sighed in fear and sadness, "Let's get you home though." He pulled me up off the ground and I clung into his back as he lead the way. I was soon walking through a doorway. The moment I recognized the dark stone walls I made a B line to me room, shutting the door behind me.
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I threw myself into the pile of pillows I used as a bed. I made a caccoon around myself with my single blanket and huge a pillow into my face to absorb the tears. I let out all my anxious emotions with those tears.
As I did Sin was anxiously wandering the festival, looking for me. He was having a hard time finding me with all his efforts. He did howertfond my friends. "Ummm," he awkwardly walked up to them, as he had never had a proper conversation with any of them. "Where's Ady?" he got around to asking.
"She got drunk and we took her to bed," Mei answered nonchalantly, taking a sip of her own alcohol.
Sin was confused at the premise of me being drunk, as if I was too responsible to drink in excess. "Well in the morning can you tell her to come see me," he asked of them.
"Sure," the three answered in eary synchronization. The king just backed away from the three.
It would have been helpful if they had noticed what he was holding. My swords, my metal vessel swords. He took them with him to where he would usually be found with rest of his generals. "What you got there Sin?" Sharrkan asked through the liquor.
"Isn't that Audria's sword?" Hinahoho asked recognizing the sword I constantly have at my side.
"It is, I found it in the garden," Sin said putting it in a loop next to his own metal vessel. "Her friends said she got drunk and was taken home."
"I saw her running around crying before," Pisti said disoriented due to the amount of alcohol in her blood. "What ever it was had to be bad, cause she was balling. Pisti laughed once before she sucame to the alcohol and passed out.
" It had to be something pretty bad if she was crying, she strong, there would need to be a lot to break her, " Dakin said, not helping Sun's sudden worries one bit.
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