Hot Nights by Tory Baker

Author:Tory Baker [Baker, Tory]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-06-14T00:00:00+00:00

9

KELSEY

“Come have a drink with me,” Mariah pleads drunkenly. She’s stumbling and having a good time, as she should, except for the fact she broke our agreement. The hours have ticked by while I’ve sat nursing my drink, non-alcoholic of course. I brought my own cup per my usual. No one knows there’s only vitamin water in it instead of the alcohol that’s flowing heavily through the crowds.

“I have to pee. I’ll come find you when I’m done.” The lie rolls off my tongue easily. I’ve kept to myself, realization hitting me that I’ve outgrown what was once my friend group. I’d much rather stay in than go out, whereas they like to drink a lot and only need one or two until they’re loud, and I’m quiet.

“Oh, okay, see you later!” Mariah’s voice goes up an octave. She’s always been this way. We’re complete and total opposites. It worked for a while until it didn’t. I watch as she lifts her hands in the air. “Shots, shots, shots!” she chants. The rest of the group repeats after her. I’m about to turn and walk away when I see what’s happening out of the corner of my eye. God, I am so stupid. Alcohol and getting drunk is one thing. Drugs is another and I want zero part of this anymore.

I turn on my heel, holding my drink with the crook of my elbow and waist. My phone is in my back pocket. I haven't called for a pickup from a party since my junior year in high school. Yet I’m about to call my parents. If they aren’t available, I’m going to call Talon and hope he doesn’t judge me for my stupidity in hanging out with Mariah and this group. The only problem I currently have is holding my drink and sandals while trying to finagle my phone out of my jeans short pocket. Then think better of it this close to the shoreline.

“You really screwed up this time, Kelsey Rae,” I grumble to myself, walking as swiftly as possible to the other side of the island. The light from the moon guides my way, and I stick as close to the shoreline as possible. At least I applied a thick layer of mosquito repellant before leaving my house earlier. I go through the long line of what-ifs as I approach the opposite end. We have multiple small islands all along the area. This so happens to be the only one that survives low and high tide. There’s always a place to park your boat, hop out, walk around, have a bonfire, and whatever else the locals or tourists want to do.

I find an abandoned piece of driftwood a bit away from the shoreline and cop a squat. I knew attempting to pull my phone out of my pocket while walking near the water could end up in a catastrophe. Right now, it’ll be my lifeline to get away from here. I place my drink in the sand and pull out my phone, finally.

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