Chapter 25

"You're one badass, you know that?"

"Yeah....damn right .."

Malia noticed her words were slurred. Her vision was getting blurry too. She raised the bottle in her hand and found it too heavy. She held it with both hands and raised it to her lips. It was empty.

"More..." She whined and dropped the bottle to the ground. It rolled off and joined five other bottles. Malia giggled.

"I wish you'd hit him harder," Amanda said. Her voice was sounding firmer and more in control. "Bastard."

"He's...not so bad..."

"He's a saint, yes I know. All hail Saint Grant of the assholes."

Malia laughed. She tried to stand up and failed so she just laid on the cold kitchen floor. "His brother is cool though...."

"Oh yeah....the hotter twin."

"Pfft" Malia yawned loudly. "I'm so tired ..."

Amanda grabbed her hand and pulled her up. They both wobbled as they stood up, supporting each other as they walked out of the kitchen. They slowly and steadily got to