Longing For My Rejected Luna

Chapter 27

*****Erika's POV*****

The phone didn't stop ringing.

I hissed angrily and kept it far from me. I didn't bother picking it or checking the caller ID again.

Alex was just so stubborn, calling me just to berate me over Serenity's current situation, as though it was my fault. An angry hiss escaped my lips again.

"It's okay, Rika. You'll be fine." Paula patted my hand.

"Don't allow yourself think about him, darling. He's not worth it." Kat added.

And they were right, but I could barely control the anger. It was as though it had forcefully unleashed itself after so many years of being calm and almost subservient.

"Yes, I know."

“Let's talk about something else." Kat opened the second bottle of wine and filled our wine glasses.

I downed mine in seconds, I caught the look on my best friends' faces. "What?” "You downed that in seconds." Kat pointed out, looking quite surprised.

I shrugged, I had always been the wary drinker of the three of us. Paula was the normal drinker but Kat was the crazy drinker, gulping everything that is remotely associated to alcohol.

I needed that shot of intoxication coursing through my veins, I wanted to forget everything I had gone through. Everything I was struggling not to remember but Alex would not let me forget.

“That, I did.” I stood and ignored the incessant buzzing of my phone. “He's annoying me. He should stop calling me." I eyed my phone in annoyance, pacing my room.

"Just ignore it, he'll get tired and stop calling." Paula advised.

blacklist his number, he would not be able to reach you." Kat

was a quite the problem solver but something was holding me back from actually going through with

empty glass to them, specifically Kat. She was the one holding

I did

realize your alcohol tolerance is not high. Soon, you'll begin acting up." Paula stated, taking

is why I want to get drunk." I

quite surprised she's not fully intoxicated and laughing like a loon already, especially after taking

glass again, my head was getting light, my

the glass out of my grip.

words were beginning to get

system, you need to sleep it off." Paula was

I want to drink more." I

you can not drink more. Go to bed, Rika." Kat

room and you both will not tell me what

to get my

to bed." Kat insisted in that same

my mother." I told

best friend and I am

fact."

"The both of

when it's time to do the right thing." This was from Paula. She had stepped out of the bed and was holding the glass

struggling to keep my balance. I understood what my friends were trying to do and though, I

as drunk as I

could