Chapter 24: Emotional vibe of rejection

I hollered at the bartender for another round of cocktails, piercing music playing in the background grated on my nerves. I slumped one hand down on the counter, the other hand stroking my ears.

"Here." The bartender poured me a drink as I was about to gulp it down, Lucy held my hand to stop me.

"Sarah, that's enough, you'll get drunk," Lucy reprimanded, a frown etched on her face.

I frowned as my gaze shifted to her. "If you feel embarrassed to watch me drink, just go away," I spat, a hiccup tearing through the pit of my diaphragm.

Her expression turned sour, her eyes piercing with a glare. "I was only concerned. Anyways, you're pathetic," she huffed.

I rolled my eyes, not bothered by her scoff. "Whatever."

"I hope you don't fall into the gutter, drink responsibly, okay," she said, her nose twitched, poking her balled fist at me before walking away to the dance floor.

I finished the drink in the glass and turned to the bartender. He immediately poured me a glass, a smirk