“Yea… why? Is there a problem?”

I gritted my teeth. “No, just make sure I tag along every time you’re out with them next time.”

She was obviously getting drunk and accused me, “You have a crush on one of them right? Which one?” she sounded a little bitsy angry. Was she jealous? She crossed her hands over her chest and lean against me awaiting me to point out my ‘crush’.

“T…”  I grab hold on her to keep her balance and look at her face while talking to her.

“Do they always get you this drunk when you’re out?”

“Me? Drunk? I never get drunk… although they always poured me with drinks.” She admitted and giggled.

“You’re so obviously drunk T.” I look at her with a raised eyebrow… I was more worried about her than angry with her.

“I think this has got to do with your presence…” she suddenly turned serious.

I thought I heard wrongly… ok, she was officially drunk.

“What? You’re really drunk T.”

“I’m always alert and awake when I drink with them… but… with you… I can just let go and relax… and set myself freeee …” she lunged to the front as if she was really going to fly. I quickly grab hold on her waist and pull her back… when her back crash onto me, she let out a soft sigh….

“That feels good.” While leaning up against me.

I felt my blood gushed all over me, and a surge of adrenaline shot through me. I quickly loosen my grip on her but she took hold of my hands and circled them back on her waist tighter, “No… no… don’t ever let go again Bette.” She put her head on my shoulder and tilted her head to look at me pleadingly, soberly and with… love? My love for her that I’d shut down for a long time and decided to prison for my whole life now again being set free. I wanted to lean in to kiss her. But despite of doing so, I just circled my hands tighter while freeing one of my hands to hold her hands in place with mine. We took the chance to sway to the music together a little when Tina was getting weaker on her legs. I helped her up and after informing her friends we were leaving for the night, I took her home.