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Chapter Two: Drunken Passion

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The day I follow your footsteps calls to the day I listened
for your footsteps
I have no hope so I cannot change tomorrow

-D.L.N.-
-By: The GazettE-

It's been two weeks since Helen and Shawn broke up and he seemed to be getting better. Helen seemed to be getting along just fine and dandy, hanging out with her friends and laughing with them. But when she saw Shawn or Cloe she didn't miss the chance to send them an evil glare that sent chills up Cloe's spine.

“I'm worried about him. Maybe we should hook him up with someone else to you know, get his mind off her or something,” Jack suggested to Cloe one day as they sat in the lunch room and waited for him.

“What? Damn, Jack. He just got dumped by his girlfriend. I don't think he's ready to start dating again. Not yet anyway.” Though the truth was, Cloe wasn't ready to lose him to another girl again. Ever since Shawn's been single he has been spending more time with them.

“Look, I like having him around too, but he's depressed we should do something about it, don't you think?” Jack asked.

Cloe sighed. He was right and she hated it. Though they didn't have to set him up or anything, just take him out to have some fun or hang out with him. Make sure he wasn't alone. She had an idea for it but wasn't sure if it was wise.

“Hey, you know that Kristen girl?” she asked Jack.

“What man in this school doesn't? She was good. . .” Jack dazed off, remembering.

Cloe rolled her eyes, though it was true. Kristen's been around.

“Well, she's having a party tonight. She asked me to come and I said I'd think about it, we should take Shawn there. He might have fun.”

“Yeah, and Kristen knows a lot of hot girls! He needs a good lay.”

“Does everything have to be about sex to you?” Cloe asked, narrowing her eyes at him. Couldn't he see that she didn't want Shawn to have another girl in his life so soon, after just getting him back?

“Not everything, just mostly everything. But there are some things. When I think about my sister I never think of sex. . . she will die a virgin! And any boy who tries to take that from her will pay!”

Cloe laughed. Jack was very protective of his younger sister. Even though she's fourteen, he doesn't want her dating and so far has chased all the boys who tried away. The poor things never stood a chance.

“What are you guys talking about?” asked Shawn as he walked up to their table. He looked better today, not pale or anything. Just the day before he looked like he had just gotten over the flue or something.

“Jack's just being stupid,” Cloe said. “But before that we were talking about Kristen's party. Have you been invited yet?”

Shawn was pretty popular and Kristen had a thing for him, so she wouldn't be surprised if he had already heard about it. But she was shocked to see him shake his head at her.

“I might have, but I haven't really been paying attention to what people say to me,” he admitted.

“Well, we were thinking of going and dragging you along with us. How's that sound?” Cloe asked with a smile.

“Okay I guess. If you guys are going why not?” he smiled back but she could tell it was forced. She didn't like that smile, she wanted to see a real smile form on his lips. But it didn't seem she would be seeing that smile for awhile.

“Alright. Could you pick us up?” Cloe asked. She didn't have a car and usually just rode the bus. Something that she hated doing since it was filled with perverts. But since he and Helen broke up he's been giving her rides to school.

“Sure.”

“I'll just meet you guys there,” Jack said.

They both nodded in response, then the bell rang.

“Walk me to class?” Cloe asked.

“Of course.” He always did now.

Cloe took Shawn's hand and they parted from Jack. Ever since Helen's been gone it seemed that Cloe had only gotten half of her best friend back. Like he was there but wasn't there. And she wanted all of him back and she would do anything to have things the way they used to be. Before Helen was even in the picture. In a sense, he was all hers then. She didn't have to share him with anyone.

But then Helen came and ruined everything. Shawn had used to be somewhat of a playboy, but he wasn't into dating. But then Helen comes and takes over his world in ways Cloe wished she could. She felt a bit bitter towards Helen for doing what she could not. Confess her feelings to him and start a relationship.

Only Cloe never would have tried to control him like that.

But Helen had sensed her feelings for him, so in a way, it was her fault wasn't it? Shawn, she had no doubt, must have defended her. Saying that she didn't love him in that way. That it was platonic when it really wasn't.

“We're going to have a lot of fun at the party,” Cloe managed to say when they stopped at her class. She gave Shawn's hand a squeeze before pecking him on the cheek. “So cheer up!”

Another forced smile.

“Of course.”

Then they parted. Shawn walking away and to his other class. Once again showing Cloe nothing but his back as he turned the corner.

Shawn waited outside of Cloe's house as he honked the horn one last time. At least she didn't take as long as Helen did to get out. But then, Cloe wasn't like Helen. Nothing about them was similar. And to his knowledge, they didn't have anything in common.

He was brought out of his thoughts when he heard the car shut beside him. He looked over to see a big smile on Cloe's face but there was something off about it. He could tell she was worried over something but wasn't sure if he should ask.

“What's the address again?” he asked.

“Um, 23rd Marc street,” Cloe answered.

He took off, pulling out of the driveway and onto the road. The whole car ride consisted of silence and Cloe playing with the radio, never settling on a station. When they got to the party it had already started. He found a place to park and they both got out. When they did Cloe, subconsciously, grabbed Shawn's hand as they went inside of the house. People were outside and inside and it looked like the whole school was there.

Of course, other than your average geeks.

Cloe hated cliché's and stereotypes but they were in high school so there was no avoiding it. Still, she would never put people under one class. It felt like discrimination to her. So much for the land of the free.

“I'll go find Jack okay?” Cloe said as she slid her hand out of Shawn's grip. He nodded and went to get a drink after she left. All that was there was spiked and he could tell by the smell. Though he really didn't care. He had already been drunk a few times. Though he didn't really see what was so great about it, he was thirsty at the time and didn't really care.

So he picked up a can of beer and started to chug it.

Just as he was done with the first bottle a hand rubbed his stiff shoulder, causing him to arch his back and stiffen uncomfortably. He looked over his shoulder to see Kristen there with a devilish smirk on her face.

He didn't like this girl and was sure she had some form of STD by now. Though he would never voice the opinion out loud. Even he wasn't that mean. But that still didn't stop him from thinking it. Even her touch felt dirty.

“Hey, now what's a hot piece of ass like you doing alone at a party?” she purred in his ear, licking his earlobe. He pushed himself away from her and narrowed his eyes, almost without realizing it, and took another beer. Suddenly he felt very dehydrated.

When he was done with that one, it didn't take him too long, he looked back at Kristen, his eyes a bit softer now. “I'm just waiting for some friends.”

“I see. . . well, why not just forget them and come with me ne? My parents have a really big bed and—”

“In fact I think I see my friends right now. Excuse me.” Shawn pushed himself through the crowd and managed to get away from the tramp of the century. He didn't really see either Cloe or Jack but he saw a large crowd in the kitchen and thought it'd be fun to check it out. Or at the very least, interesting.

When he got there he saw some people taking shots. It was Jack and some other kid who he recognized as a Jock but didn't really remember who he was. Behind Jack stood Cloe and he couldn't tell if she approved or disapproved of this. He walked over to her, still pretty sober, and asked who's winning.

“Jack is,” she said in an emotionless voice.

It didn't take long for the jock to fall out of his chair and share what he had for lunch with everyone in the kitchen. Cloe wrinkled her nose in disgust as he ran to the bathroom.

“Hish Shawn!” Jack called. “Wanna givsh it a go?” he asked with a grin.

“You think you can beat me?”

“Chyea!”

“Alright then,” Shawn moved around the table, opposite to Jack and Cloe. He could see a strong disapproving look from Cloe but it soon faded. Back to a blank expression. So maybe she was okay with it?

Before he could think about it a glass was put in front of him. He took it immediately and gulped the liquor, then set the glass down. Jack did the same thing and it continued until Jack suddenly got up and ran out of the room, to join to the jock in the bathroom.

Shawn, who was now drunk, looked at Cloe with a smile. “Don't you wanna try? It's better than standing there and doing nothing?”

Cloe didn't want to, but Shawn and Jack were already drunk, so why shouldn't she? She had never been drunk before, this could be her chance to experiment. And it would be with Shawn. Drunk or not, she didn't believe he'd let anything happen to her. And she didn't believe that she'd let him drive no matter how drunk she, herself was.

Eventually she nodded and sat down in Jack's chair. She felt nervous and hoped that she wouldn't do anything too stupid when the alcohol took over her system.

It wasn't really a contest but with each drink Cloe started feeling sick but fought it down. She was actually feeling better. But in a weird way. She looked across the table at Shawn and could only think about how beautiful he looked to her and how she would do anything to be with him.

Shawn eventually got bored with the shots and so did Cloe. They decided to wander about the house and see if Jack was okay but they ended up falling down when they reached the top of the stairs, Cloe landed on Shawn when he grabbed her to break her fall. Even drunk he looked out for her.

Cloe's breathing became ragged as she picked up her head to look at Shawn. He looked back, his eyes peering through her. This wasn't good. There drunken personalities matched up perfectly but for one thing.

In a second they were kissing each other. Practically devouring each other's faces.

Shawn got horny when he was drunk, and Cloe was a truthful drunk and gave in to her wants and desires. Setting aside all reason she shifts so she's straddling his waist as he sits up, his arms circled around her waist and held her firmly to him.

A small moan escaped her lips as Shawn stood up and stumbled down the hall. He wasn't sure where he was going since his face was being attacked by Cloe's lips, but he soon lost balance and fell against a door.

His hand searched for the doorknob and eventually found it. He stumbled into the door and shut it behind him with his feet. With one leg up in the air he lost balance again and stumbled over to the bed. He almost fell on the floor a few times but managed to catch himself.

Cloe had started fumbling with his pants and shirt while he did the same with her.

It had all started so fast it didn't really catch up to either of them what they were really doing and what they were about to do. But deep in their consciousness they didn't want to know. Because if they did, they'd stop. And their subconsciousness knew that that wasn't what they wanted. Even if they, themselves didn't know it yet.

Once they got each other's clothes off the rolled around under the covers, kissing all over the others face and neck. Shawn left many red mark as he claimed her without realizing it. But wasn't this what he always wanted? Didn't he pick Cloe over Helen? Isn't that the real reason why it would have never worked out?

Because he'd always choose Cloe.

He ravished her in ways he had never ravished any other girl. Touched her in ways he didn't touch any other girl.

Cloe kissed his cheeks and jawline before crashing her lips back onto his. She loved how he tasted, it was so addicting and it kept making her want more. Her heart expanded in her chest and she was loving this new feeling it was bringing her.

Eventually Shawn pinned her down, claiming top. Cloe didn't mind this though and just wrapped her legs around his waist. He kissed her again, hard, and shoved his tongue in her mouth. Their tongues wrapped and slid together.

And when he entered her it was a pain that she had never felt before. But then a new feeling coursed through her body. It was so strong it made her body shiver and her legs tighten around him.

“A. . . hah. . . Shawn. . .”

The room was filled with Cloe's whimpers and moans as well as Shawn's groans of pure pleasure. The party music was so loud no one would be able to hear the headboard banging against the wall. And even if they did, it was a party. No one would suspect.

Jack was no where to be found, probably still throwing up.

Soon Cloe gave off a loud moan that almost sounded like a scream when the pleasure became so strong it blinded her. Her eyes clamped shut as Shawn continued to attack her neck, sucking and nibbling on the flesh and adding to the pleasure.

Cloe felt herself come and arched her back into him as his hands memorized her body. He was more drunk than she was but he was loving this just as much as she was. His hard thrusts didn't stop and Cloe didn't try to stop him. She was more than willing and wanted this night to last as long as possible.

Soon they had climaxed more than just a few times and Shawn collapsed on top of her. He was out in a second, drained of all of his energy. Cloe felt crushed by his weight but her limbs wouldn't obey her. She was too tired and ended up passing out underneath him. The sheets were entangled around their sweaty bodies.

The party went on as the two slept in a foreign bedroom. The day would bring a surprise to one of them, but which one would that be?

Uh oh Oreo! Drunken mistakes must suck. Well, I liked this version much better than the other one. I hoped you all liked it!

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