I flopped on the sofa bed once we got back to Maxxie’s place. I hadn’t been lying when I said I was tired.
"D'you want anything?" Maxxie asked, going to the kitchen.
He got a coffee for himself and I shut my eyes, just wanting to fall asleep again. I’d almost managed it when I felt him kiss me on the forehead.
"I'm gonna pick up our stuff from the motel and then go see Cayden."
I didn’t really say anything, still intent on getting back to sleep and he kind of hesitated.
"Uhh... yeah. I'll be back soon"
"Kay" I said, half asleep.
He barely been gone a second before I felt something plonk itself next to me; Caleb. I thought you were supposed to be on the phone with Alex. I ignored him as long as I could but eventually the prodding and poking and constant stream of “Hadley. Hadley. Hadley” got too fucking annoying.
“What?” I asked, trying not to let my annoyance show.
“I don’t know. You took so long I forgot”
I sighed and shut my eyes but he started prodding me again.
“I was only kidding. Wake uuuuuuup”
I glared at him but he just grinned.
“Guess who’s going to Mexico”
“Yay! You got it in one go!”
“That’s great, Caleb” I said sarcastically.
I shut my eyes again and was almost asleep for about the third time since getting back but Caleb fucking sat on me.
“Don’t go to sleep, I’m bored” he whined, bouncing on my knees slightly.
“Piss off, Caleb” I said, trying to keep calm.
I groaned and shoved him off, marching into the bedroom and slamming the door behind me. In the relative quiet away from Caleb my brain started rambling. Why was Maxxie going to see Cayden? Evidently he’s already been as well. How can he even fucking stand to be around him? Jeez, they’re probably sat there fangirling over John.
I stormed out of the bedroom and into the kitchen, rummaging through the cupboards. I know I picked up a bottle of vodka when we went grocery shopping so where the fuck was it? I eventually found it and headed back into the bedroom, ignoring Caleb.
I undid the bottle and lay back on the bed, gulping down the liquid every now and then. Well, if I drink myself to sleep then annoying shit can’t bug me, can it?