Yoo new story // Worst Day Ever // Chapter 1

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CW: alcohol The worst day of Orion Blackwell’s life started at a party, as worst days often do. It had started as a small party with him and his friends, celebrating their last summer before college, but word had spread around and someone brought alcohol and their small get-together had quickly turned into an untamable beast. Orion was sitting on a cheap grey couch in his basement, trying to hold himself together as he talked to his friends. He hated parties. That’s why there had only been ten or so people invited. The more people that came, the louder it got, and the louder it got, the more Orion’s head hurt. Today it was throbbing along to the beat of the music, and he could barely register his friends’ comments. “....never seen again!” Orion’s girlfriend, Ella, poked him in the side. “Isn’t that scary?” Orion looked at Ella, trying to process the story she’d been telling. Eventually, he gave up. “Sorry, who were you talking about?” “Jon Alexander. He was a senior two years ago. He went to a party and disappeared.” Orion groaned. “You are not helping me.” Ella ran her fingers through his black hair. She bent down next to him and whispered, “We can leave if you want.” Orion shook his head. “This is my house. Anything that happens here is my responsibility.” “Kick everyone out, then. They weren’t supposed to be here anyways.” she paused. “Honestly, it was such a jerk move for Sydney to invite her other friends.” “It doesn’t matter. It’ll all be over in the morning.” “It is the morning,” said Anthony, another of Orion’s friends who was sitting on an identical grey couch opposite him. He was Black, and he had black hair in tight curls placed neatly on top of his head. He was dressed in ‘party mode,’ which was a strangely coloured button down. Orion checked his watch. It was one A.M. “Oh, screw me,” he muttered. “This party is never going to end.” “Just go to sleep,” Anthony suggested. “We’ll take care of everyone.” Orion was about to protest when someone turned the music up, sending a shooting pain through his head. God. This was even worse than usual. “Okay,” he said, standing up. “Okay, I think I will. Thank you.” Orion started to walk towards the stairs. His head throbbed, worse than it ever had before. His vision started to cloud with black. /I'm going to pass out/, he realized, moments before he did.