Give Me Therapy

"Hey... You okay?" Who the hell are you?"
"Guys, check it out! There's a chick passed out in here!" Clouds of voices floated around my head as my cognizant mind slowly grounded in a still-buzzed-reality. I had been dreaming in my head that I was safe at home, but rather, when I opened my eyes I was overcome with a sensation of self-disgust. The almighty 'WHY?!' Popped into my head as if it were a giant neon sign from my conscious. Lights rushed to the back of my skull and the shadows silhouetted by the rays appeared to be moving around. "It's Mary! Woah, what happened?" The figures moved closer. I recognized that voice. I must have smiled all wasted like the goof I was because there was a babble of snickers swimming around the room and in my head. I was still trying to remember where the hell I was.
"Dudes, It hasn't even been long enough for one whole beer and look at all those bottles she downed!"
"Awh... She was so nervous on stage, I feel really bad now." Oh god, I remembered just then where I was.
"Yeah, bro, she probably came with friends and you totally freaked her out by taking her back here alone."
"Yeah, dude... Girls travel in packs."
"Hey Mary! You awake?" Alex's voice softly brought me to attention and my vision became less blurred, seeing his face only made things harder on my nerves. I was still half lidded and my head rang with a dull pressure. No feeling in my arms and legs, no senses had returned.
'Fuck'
"Come on, let's get you up." Alex picked me up but my body was numb that I fell limp when I left the concrete.
'Okay, Mary. Calm down, you're dunk. you can do this. Confidence is key'
I blacked out for a second. 'Wait, what the hell? I'm totally in Alex Gaskarth's arms after getting drunk in All Time Low's dressing room?!'
There was no reasoning with myself I was a lightweight at best. I should never have gotten drunk looking back on it, but goddamn it, I was scared! Alex laid me down on the couch. "Fuck, girl.." He winced, showing his teeth and furrowing his brow with concern. "you hit your head pretty hard! I mean, don't freak, it's not like you're bleeding or anything.." I quickly sat up "but do you want me to get a medic or call your friends to come and get you?" He sat down on the cushion next to me. "No, no.. I'm fine." I breathed. "Are you sure? At least let me call your friends? Or you could?"
Great, A reminder of how much of a loser I am.
"I came alone, actually. And I'm fine, I really am." I hoped I didn't sound as cold as I thought. I straightened my back and pushed my chest out a little. All my muscles were in knots. Other people started entering the room, mostly attractive girls with expensive clothes and backstage press passes. Girls who ran blogs and worked with music websites, most likely. Amongst them were staff that worked as bouncers at the venue. Alex moved closer to me as I was looking away, "you swear?"
"What?" I didn't hear him.
"You have to swear, Mary!" He laughed and got weirdly exited, "com'mon, just swear to me you're okay!"
"Swear!" I was a little intimidated if I am honest.
"Alright then, Mary." Alex got up and leaned over, grabbing the back of the couch, placing his hands near either side of my head. My heart beat a little faster and I felt my hands clam up as his face drew close to mine--At least I could feel my hands now. "You wanna come back to my hotel with me? I'm ready to leave."
What? I couldn't believe my ears but before I could think, "Yeah. okay." Slipped out of my stupid drunk mouth.
"Great!" Alex lept into a gentile pose and reached for my hand with a giant grin that I would never forget. "Mary?" As soon as I took his hand he pulled me to his chest. "Woah, don't get dizzy." I couldn't look up at his face, I couldn't believe myself. I don't think his eyes ever left me. He really knew how to make a girl feel good but it was all too much.

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"What..?" I fucking knew he wasn't going to believe me. I felt my voice become weak and fearful.
"I-I'm pregnant.."
"How do you know it's mine? ... God, I'm gonna have to get a lawyer, for this, aren't I? FUCK."
"No, please.. You're the only person I have ever done it with!" "Done what? Fuck?" I hate talking on the phone, I shake so much and I can't control it. I never talk on the phone, I avoid it at all costs.
"Y-yes. Please don't make fu-fun of m-me.." I was so embarrassed, my whole body was on fire yet I was freezing cold and shivering.
"Oh.. Oh god, Mary, you're serious? I fucking figured you were a virgin because of how tight you were but... God! Why am I so fucking stupid? How do you even get pregnant just like that? I can't believe this. Fuck."
"Please, I'm telling the truth, you have to!" I pleaded, tears swelling up over my pupils. I could only see shapes and lights now, the tears kept coming.
"No! It's not that I don't believe you, really! It's that I can't be a fucking dad..." He seemed deep in thought as his voice began to grow more gentle. I got the confidence to speak again when I managed to stop shaking.
"I live on my own, and I have no family or friends. Other than work and classes, I am a seriously introverted, shut in, I can't be a mom either!"
"Fuck..."
"Yeah, fuck." I heard voices on his end of the phone,
boop-boop--
then the call was over.

Notes

I would have typed up more in the this chapter but my boyfriend needs his laptop and I have to clean my house ;(
I hope you guys like It so far! I'm not very good at dialogue and I wrote this a year ago but I really liked this story! Can't wait to see feedback and type some more of my fanfic! Have a beautiful day and night, lovely peoples!!! >:3) stay peachy<3 <3 <3 also, also, alsooo, thank you everyone, sooooo much for being nice to me!!! You bros, are really awesome, so glad I joined!!!! ;3