Despite the confusion brewing in her heart, Calista's sole focus was Lilith, who can't seem to stand straight.
"You." Her pointing finger touching Calista's face. "You took him from me, how she's gone because of you."
Calista scrunched her nose as the alcohol breath was too much for her to handle, "I hate you." Lilith whispered, but she wrapped a firm hand around her for support as she led them to to car.
Orion remained sprawled on the ground, his mind turning one too many times with excuses that sounded like crap, even to his own ears.
Thompson who was now awake was signing in off key, ignorant of the trouble brewing before him.
"Come on, Orion," Calista called over her shoulder, her voice devoid of any emotions. Orion felt like his dignity was on the line, no matter what he says.
He quickly scrambled to his feet, brushing the dirt from his clothes, his heart thudded as he whispered. "She tripped,"
"No she won't believe."
"She might believe, Lilith was drunk after all."
