Chapter 35

**KAIA**

*Oh God.....*

My head hurts. My stomach hurts. My whole freaking body hurts.

What the fuck did he actually put in my damn drink?

My stomach started to churn painfully again, and I leaned over my knees and hugged my arms closer to my body.

I am still at the party, in the same house, but now I am sitting at the staircase, worried that if I move a single muscle, I might actually throw up right now.

I can't find or see Amy anywhere, and my head is spinning so fast that I can't even see straight anymore.

Oh fuck. This is not my night.

I leaned my head against the wall next to me and closed my eyes, wishing I was somewhere but here right now.

I felt someone's presence as they walked by me by the stairs, and then suddenly, they stopped right in front of me.

I slowly opened my eyes and frowned when I couldn't make out what the person looked like because my vision was blurry.

I leaned up straight and I immediately recognized his blue eyes.

"Oh God, go away." I mumbled weakly before closing my eyes again and leaning to the side against the wall.

"Are you drunk?" he asked.

His voice and tone carried no hint of drunkenness at all.

"No, maybe, but I don't feel good right now."

I felt a warm hand pressing against my forehead.

I looked at him and blinked a few times, only to be hit with confusion when I saw the look of concern on his face.

"You're burning up." He stated with a hint of worry in his tone.

He removed his hand and suddenly stared at me.

"Were you already sick before you came to the party?"

I slowly shook my head, still confused and surprised by how he's acting right now.

"How much did you actually drink tonight?"

I shrugged and silently squirmed in pain, which he immediately noticed judging by the look on his face.

"A lot, I guess?"

"Jesus, Kaia. Why do you even do this to yourself knowing you're a fucking lightweight?"

I glared at him.

"I don't expect you to care that much. So, fuck off."

He sighed, and his eyes suddenly softened before he placed his hand on my knee. I stared at his hand, wondering how that mere physical contact could easily burn up my entire body, as if I'm not feeling that way already.

"Let's get you some water, and I'll drive you back to your dorm room."

I reluctantly let him pull me up by the arm, and we slowly walked down the stairs with my arm around his neck while his was around my waist to hold me for support.

"Oh God, I feel like I'm about to throw up."

"We're almost there, baby; just a couple more steps."

I closed my eyes; the room was spinning too fast now, and I released my whole weight onto Adrian, and he barely caught me on time.

"Jesus Christ." He muttered irritatedly while grabbing my waist to keep me from collapsing on the floor.

"He said it'd make me sober by now, but the fucking pill is not even working." I mumbled under my breath.

"Who said that? Kaia, what pill are you talking about?"

It took me a moment to realize that we had stopped moving, and Adrian was fully staring at me, waiting for me to answer.

"The guy standing by the keg. He slipped some candy in my drink and said it would make me feel okay again."

"And you just took it?!" He suddenly yelled.

"He said it would make me sober, so yeah, I did."

He scowled at me, and his hand around my waist suddenly tightened. I blinked and saw he had looked away to the side with his jaw tightly clenched, which means he was pissed.

But for what reason? I'm not sure.

"Take her to the car. I'll be back in a few minutes." I heard him say to someone.

I opened my eyes and found myself being pushed into someone else's arms. I tilted my head back and saw it was Nate.

"Uh, okay, but where the hell are you going?" He questioned Adrian.

I turned my head back and also looked at him, only to find that he was already staring at me. His face is completely void of any emotion, but the tick on his jaw says enough.

"Need to take care of something." He answered before walking away and getting swallowed by the crowd.

He was the last thing I saw before darkness clouded my vision and my knees gave way beneath me.

**OoO**

My peaceful dream suddenly disappeared when I felt someone shaking my arm. I shifted around and slowly opened my eyes. The person staring down at me gave me a fright, so I quickly sat up straight.

But I immediately regretted it when a huge migraine hit me.

"Argh fuck, my head." I cried while clutching my hair.

"Now you know how I feel because of that damn alarm of yours." He grumbled with an annoyed look on his face.

I opened my eyes again and squinted hard to see him. My mind was all over the place, I can't even remember anything that happened the night before or how I ended up here.

But I do recognize him. He was always with Adrian. What was his name again?

*Wait Adrian...*

I started to remember drinking after that idiot slipped a drug in my cup, me sitting on the staircase, and that's when Adrian saw me.

Whatever happened after that was a blur.

"Where am I?" I quickly asked his friend who was still standing by the bed.

"In the boys' dormitory. You're in Adrian's bed."

My eyes nearly popped out of their sockets the minute I heard him. I quickly scanned the room and the bed before throwing the covers aside.

To my relief, I was still wearing the same clothes from last night. Not that I had suspected one of them would've taken advantage of me in that situation, I just had to make sure.

Besides, I may not be that close to either of them, but I do trust that they won't do anything that bad.

I swiftly turned around and grabbed my phone off the nightstand beside the bed. I stared in shock at the time displayed on the screen.

"Dammit! It's already 11 am? I have a class."

I scrambled out of bed with my phone in hand and hurriedly left the room, searching frantically for the front door.

"Hey, Adrian said you can't leave yet until he gets here." The guy shouted from behind me.

"Adrian can go screw himself. I'm late for class!"

He loudly scoffed and I stopped at the door and turned back to him.

"That's how you're thanking him for taking care of your drunk ass last night? You know, if I knew you were gonna be this way, I would've told him to leave you behind at the party so you can take care of yourself."

I clenched my jaw and grabbed the doorknob but didn't look away from him.

"I'm sorry, what is your name again?"

He immediately narrowed his eyes at me.

"Amir."

"I have to go because I'm already ten minutes late to my class. Whatever your issue is with me, we can discuss it some other time. As for Adrian..."

I paused, realizing I couldn't think of anything else to say.

"...I'll thank him later."

I turned around and pulled the door open, and my heart dropped when I saw Adrian standing outside, in a blue hoodie and black sweatpants, holding a paper bag and two coffees in one hand.