A Crazy Summer With New Friends, chapter 3
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It was 3 hours from then till now. Everyone was drunk and high. Tre were laying on the floor, talking in his sleep. Billie Joe's hand was on Beste's shoulder, and Beste was leaning her head on Billie Joe's chest. She was asleep but Billie Joe was telling her something. Mike was telling me something when he was trying to drink from his empty bottle, but I wasn't listening because my eyes were on Deniz. He was drawing something on a piece of paper. Then he pushed his cigarette on to the paper and stood up. He took a couple of the empty bottles, including the one in Mike's hand, then he went to kitchen. I watched him and when I turned my head to Mike, I saw he was asleep. I stood up quietly and went towards to the kitchen. When I was walking in front of the couch which Beste and Billie Joe were sitting, Beste suddenly woke up and started to cry. Billie Joe saw that.
"Don't cry Beste, I will save you." And tried to take Beste on his lap and stand up. Then he accidentally stepped an empty bottle on the floor, he fell down to the couch with Beste on his lap. They were laughing really hard when they fell over with the couch. I was hardly stood up. Then I attached something and fell down. When I looked, I realized that Tre was the thing I attached. He was still asleep, but talking and trying to thrust something on my legs.
"You're not going to get me, cause I will thrust my drumsticks into you," he was saying.
We were making a lot of noise, so at last Deniz came in, running in to the room.
"What's going on?"
I was laughing so hard that I couldn't speak. So I tried to explain with my hands, but of course I failed miserably. He looked at snoring Mike, Tre who was fighting with unexisted people, Billie Joe and Beste who were trying to get up but they couldn't and when they would fail, laugh more, and finally me, who was laughing on the floor and trying to explain with hands. Then he smiled. He took my hand and helped met to get up.
"It's going to be hard to sober up these nuts." he said.
"Yeah, let's leave them here." I replied.
"Oh, we can't do this. I should make them to go their beds. And I guess I have to start with you." he said, smiling. I think those were his last words because I couldn't resist my closing eyelids.
----Deniz's point of view-----
Her eyes were closed. I caught her before she fell. I took her on my lap slowly and started to climb the stairs. I leaned her head on my chest and opened the door. I put her on her bed slowly, trying not to wake her up. And covered her with a light cloth. I forced myself to get out of this room and closed the door. The noise was coming to upstairs. I ran down the stairs. Beste was standing up on the couch which turned upside down, and she was singing, well actually just making a big fuss. And Billie Joe was singing with her with the same volume. They were so bad, even Tre who was sleeping woke up and yelled at them.
"Shut up! You suck! Just shut the fuck up!"
The only person who seemed normal was Mike, who was snoring. So I woke him up.
"Hey, Mike, wake up, you have to help me!" I said.
He jumped off the couch.
"Uh-what?"
"You have to help me."
"Oh, ok.." he said. And he slapped Tre, who was still yelling and muttering. Tre pulled himself together with this slap, but he was giving evil looks to Mike. So I turned him.
"You sleep in my room, upstairs." I said.
"Why do I sleep with you when there's two girls in this house?" said Tre, grinning.
"Because you don't have another choice, but if you want, you can sleep here, on the floor." I said.
"Ok, I got it." He said and went to upstairs.
Meanwhile, Beste wasn't standing up on the couch anymore, she was sitting on Billie Joe's shoulders. They were still singing the same song. Mike and I looked each other and tried to separate them. With long struggles, in the end they were separated. When Billie Joe realized that Beste wasn't sitting on his shoulders anymore he looked confused and said,
"Where did Beste go?" he asked us.
Mike acted like he didn't hear him.
"Come on Billie, lie down here and sleep."
"Uhh, ok, fine." he said and did what Mike told him to do.
"Ok Beste, you have to go to sleep too." I said to Beste.
She didn't resist much and said "Ok."
I grabbed her arm to take her upstairs. Then I turned to Mike.
"Good night Mike."
"Good night."
I made Beste lay down her bed and covered her. I looked the girls who were lying side by side and I slowly closed the door.
------Ezgi's point of view-----
I woke up with the irresistible pain in my head. The sun didn't rise yet. I was so thirsty so I went downstairs to drink a glass of water. I opened the kitchen door and I headed to the frigde, then I saw Deniz were sitting near the table and smoking. I thought he might be a little hurt because of the kiss, so I was a little bit hesitate.
"You have insomnia?" I asked him, when I was taking the water bottle out of the fridge.
"Yeah, it happens when you're sleeping with Tre." he said, smiling. I wasn't able to stand anymore, so I asked the question that was keeping my mind busy.
"Are you hurt to me?" He waited for a couple seconds, then,
"No, it's ok. Actually I have to apologize, I mustn't expect something like this from you." he said. He threw his cigarette in to the sink.
"There must be something in the fridge if you're hungry." He said and he went out of the kitchen, leaving me alone with the questions in my mind.
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I started to walk to the living room. When I came in, I saw Beste, who was lying on the floor and her eyes were open. Mike was trying to make her drink coffee from the cup in his hand and shaking her. Tre was shouting, "I said that you can't get me!" with the drumsticks on his hands. Billie Joe was crying, "I couldn't save you, will you forgive me Beste?" And Deniz, who turned his back to me, were looking at them. I hold his arm and shouted, "What the hell is going on?" He turned to me with an angry face, "I mustn't expect something like this from you." And...
"Ezgi, Ezgi come on, wake up!" I felt that someone was shaking me. When I opened my eyes, I saw Beste.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
"What's wrong with you?" said Beste, who was scared because of my scream. You kept talking in your sleep, saying something like 'are you hurt? I'm so sorry.'"
"I guess it was a nightmare." I said. I was afraid that she would ask about it so I added, "it was a stupid nightmare, I don't even remember."
"Ok, anyway get out off the bed and we should go downstairs." she said. And she started to jump the stairs and singing. When she started to sing, I remembered last night so I giggled.
"What?" she asked, when she turned to me. I guess she better would not hear it.
"Nothing." I said and I followed her. The living room was a mess, it was like a rubbish heap. Mike and Billie Joe were sleeping peacefully because they couldn't notice the place they're sleeping. But the room was so airless that I couldn't understand how could they sleep. I opened the window trying not to step on the empty bottles and the broken glasses.
"Oh my God! What happened here?" said Beste, who was looking shocked by the view she saw.
"Remainders of last night. And believe me you have a finger in this."
"Are you serious? Oh God, no!" she pointed the broken glasses, "How are we going to tidy these?"
"I don't know that but we have to start somewhere." I said. And we started to clean the room. Mike, who woke up by our noises, said,
"Good morning girls. What are you doing?"
"What do we look like doing?" said Beste.
"Ok, sorry, do you need any help?"
"No, we're about to finish." I said.
"Ok, whatever you say. Anyway then I will wake Billie up." And he started to shake Billie Joe.
"Hey Billie, come on, wake up, the girls did everything while we slept here lazily." Billie Joe turned his head.
"Hmmm, ok, I'm waking up." And started to sleep again. Meanwhile Beste stepped on broken glass accidentally.
It was 3 hours from then till now. Everyone was drunk and high. Tre were laying on the floor, talking in his sleep. Billie Joe's hand was on Beste's shoulder, and Beste was leaning her head on Billie Joe's chest. She was asleep but Billie Joe was telling her something. Mike was telling me something when he was trying to drink from his empty bottle, but I wasn't listening because my eyes were on Deniz. He was drawing something on a piece of paper. Then he pushed his cigarette on to the paper and stood up. He took a couple of the empty bottles, including the one in Mike's hand, then he went to kitchen. I watched him and when I turned my head to Mike, I saw he was asleep. I stood up quietly and went towards to the kitchen. When I was walking in front of the couch which Beste and Billie Joe were sitting, Beste suddenly woke up and started to cry. Billie Joe saw that.
"Don't cry Beste, I will save you." And tried to take Beste on his lap and stand up. Then he accidentally stepped an empty bottle on the floor, he fell down to the couch with Beste on his lap. They were laughing really hard when they fell over with the couch. I was hardly stood up. Then I attached something and fell down. When I looked, I realized that Tre was the thing I attached. He was still asleep, but talking and trying to thrust something on my legs.
"You're not going to get me, cause I will thrust my drumsticks into you," he was saying.
We were making a lot of noise, so at last Deniz came in, running in to the room.
"What's going on?"
I was laughing so hard that I couldn't speak. So I tried to explain with my hands, but of course I failed miserably. He looked at snoring Mike, Tre who was fighting with unexisted people, Billie Joe and Beste who were trying to get up but they couldn't and when they would fail, laugh more, and finally me, who was laughing on the floor and trying to explain with hands. Then he smiled. He took my hand and helped met to get up.
"It's going to be hard to sober up these nuts." he said.
"Yeah, let's leave them here." I replied.
"Oh, we can't do this. I should make them to go their beds. And I guess I have to start with you." he said, smiling. I think those were his last words because I couldn't resist my closing eyelids.
----Deniz's point of view-----
Her eyes were closed. I caught her before she fell. I took her on my lap slowly and started to climb the stairs. I leaned her head on my chest and opened the door. I put her on her bed slowly, trying not to wake her up. And covered her with a light cloth. I forced myself to get out of this room and closed the door. The noise was coming to upstairs. I ran down the stairs. Beste was standing up on the couch which turned upside down, and she was singing, well actually just making a big fuss. And Billie Joe was singing with her with the same volume. They were so bad, even Tre who was sleeping woke up and yelled at them.
"Shut up! You suck! Just shut the fuck up!"
The only person who seemed normal was Mike, who was snoring. So I woke him up.
"Hey, Mike, wake up, you have to help me!" I said.
He jumped off the couch.
"Uh-what?"
"You have to help me."
"Oh, ok.." he said. And he slapped Tre, who was still yelling and muttering. Tre pulled himself together with this slap, but he was giving evil looks to Mike. So I turned him.
"You sleep in my room, upstairs." I said.
"Why do I sleep with you when there's two girls in this house?" said Tre, grinning.
"Because you don't have another choice, but if you want, you can sleep here, on the floor." I said.
"Ok, I got it." He said and went to upstairs.
Meanwhile, Beste wasn't standing up on the couch anymore, she was sitting on Billie Joe's shoulders. They were still singing the same song. Mike and I looked each other and tried to separate them. With long struggles, in the end they were separated. When Billie Joe realized that Beste wasn't sitting on his shoulders anymore he looked confused and said,
"Where did Beste go?" he asked us.
Mike acted like he didn't hear him.
"Come on Billie, lie down here and sleep."
"Uhh, ok, fine." he said and did what Mike told him to do.
"Ok Beste, you have to go to sleep too." I said to Beste.
She didn't resist much and said "Ok."
I grabbed her arm to take her upstairs. Then I turned to Mike.
"Good night Mike."
"Good night."
I made Beste lay down her bed and covered her. I looked the girls who were lying side by side and I slowly closed the door.
------Ezgi's point of view-----
I woke up with the irresistible pain in my head. The sun didn't rise yet. I was so thirsty so I went downstairs to drink a glass of water. I opened the kitchen door and I headed to the frigde, then I saw Deniz were sitting near the table and smoking. I thought he might be a little hurt because of the kiss, so I was a little bit hesitate.
"You have insomnia?" I asked him, when I was taking the water bottle out of the fridge.
"Yeah, it happens when you're sleeping with Tre." he said, smiling. I wasn't able to stand anymore, so I asked the question that was keeping my mind busy.
"Are you hurt to me?" He waited for a couple seconds, then,
"No, it's ok. Actually I have to apologize, I mustn't expect something like this from you." he said. He threw his cigarette in to the sink.
"There must be something in the fridge if you're hungry." He said and he went out of the kitchen, leaving me alone with the questions in my mind.
***
I started to walk to the living room. When I came in, I saw Beste, who was lying on the floor and her eyes were open. Mike was trying to make her drink coffee from the cup in his hand and shaking her. Tre was shouting, "I said that you can't get me!" with the drumsticks on his hands. Billie Joe was crying, "I couldn't save you, will you forgive me Beste?" And Deniz, who turned his back to me, were looking at them. I hold his arm and shouted, "What the hell is going on?" He turned to me with an angry face, "I mustn't expect something like this from you." And...
"Ezgi, Ezgi come on, wake up!" I felt that someone was shaking me. When I opened my eyes, I saw Beste.
"Ahhhhh!!!"
"What's wrong with you?" said Beste, who was scared because of my scream. You kept talking in your sleep, saying something like 'are you hurt? I'm so sorry.'"
"I guess it was a nightmare." I said. I was afraid that she would ask about it so I added, "it was a stupid nightmare, I don't even remember."
"Ok, anyway get out off the bed and we should go downstairs." she said. And she started to jump the stairs and singing. When she started to sing, I remembered last night so I giggled.
"What?" she asked, when she turned to me. I guess she better would not hear it.
"Nothing." I said and I followed her. The living room was a mess, it was like a rubbish heap. Mike and Billie Joe were sleeping peacefully because they couldn't notice the place they're sleeping. But the room was so airless that I couldn't understand how could they sleep. I opened the window trying not to step on the empty bottles and the broken glasses.
"Oh my God! What happened here?" said Beste, who was looking shocked by the view she saw.
"Remainders of last night. And believe me you have a finger in this."
"Are you serious? Oh God, no!" she pointed the broken glasses, "How are we going to tidy these?"
"I don't know that but we have to start somewhere." I said. And we started to clean the room. Mike, who woke up by our noises, said,
"Good morning girls. What are you doing?"
"What do we look like doing?" said Beste.
"Ok, sorry, do you need any help?"
"No, we're about to finish." I said.
"Ok, whatever you say. Anyway then I will wake Billie up." And he started to shake Billie Joe.
"Hey Billie, come on, wake up, the girls did everything while we slept here lazily." Billie Joe turned his head.
"Hmmm, ok, I'm waking up." And started to sleep again. Meanwhile Beste stepped on broken glass accidentally.
