My beloved Young Miss

17. Drunken

Evelyn straightened out a drink from her glass. I don't know what glass he's been spending tonight. He doesn't remember anymore. Evelyn had only been drinking and continuing to drink while her other friends chatted with each other.

Evelyn again filled her empty glass and immediately finished it in one throat.

Ziva took a quick glance at Evelyn just as the girl was about to pour the drink back into her glass for the umpteenth time.

"What's he doing?" gerutu Ziva's. Actually, Ziva has been watching his best friend who works just drinking.

"Evelyn, hey, what are you doing."

"Drink." Evelyn replied casually.

"Lay that. You've had too much to drink." said Ziva about to pull the bottle from Evelyn's hand.

"It's okay. I am strong drinker. You're forgot?" evelyn said as she brushed off Ziva's hand.

Ziva rolled his eyes lazily.

"Yes I know. But as hard as you can, if you drink that much you'll still get drunk too. Come on, stop it."

Ziva's moving hand wanting to take back the bottle of his best friend's drink had to be put back on the edge by the girl.

"What's wrong with you, Ziva." Evelyn said.

"Because of drunkenness! Especially her?"

"Ck, wasn't it our original purpose to come here for fun. So let's have fun and stop bothering me!" grouse Evelyn.

"I'll stop bothering you, but you have to promise me this is your last bottle. And after this bottle you should stop drinking." forcibly Ziva stared fiercely at his best friend. Come on, Ziva just doesn't want his best friend to be in trouble.

"Alright. alright." Evelyn said in a lazy tone.

"You got a driver, Eve?" said a man who sat near them and had focused on Evelyn and Ziva's conversation.

He is Fernando, a businessman who is known as a rich man. Fernando is known to have liked Evelyn for a long time but Evelyn is not interested in him at all. Evelyn only considers Fernando as one of her regular acquaintances.

Evelyn shook her head in response. "I came with Ziva earlier." she replied briefly.

"Do you want me to take you home?" tawar Fernando's.

"No need." Evelyn flicked her hands indifferently and instantly made Fernando smile in disappointment.

Hearing Evelyn's rejection of the young man, Ziva immediately scorned the cynic and shook his head softly.

Ziva knows very well the nature of his best friend. If the girl was not interested in someone, let alone going home together, her mere presence Evelyn would not care.

"You're rejecting him again?" ziva whispers.

Evelyn shook her shoulders indifferently. "of course. I'm not a cheap woman. I'm not going home with anyone."

Ziva snorts cynically.

How could Evelyn say such a ridiculous thing if a week ago she even went home with someone she even just met at a different nightclub.

"Tell that to the man you slept with five nights ago!" taunted Ziva while gulping down his drink.

"I'm not fucking her, okay! So don't talk about it!" evelyn protested.

"Wow, really?" Ziva clearly doesn't believe in his best friend.

"Hey, I didn't fuck her, I didn't lie to you. I've told you many times that I have no taste for Fernando at all." Evelyn said lazily as she twirled the drink in her hand, staring at the little foam from the drink inside the glass.

"I wondered what kind of man would make you tasteful" said Ziva and brought himself closer to Evelyn, nudging her best friend's arm. "I know! Is it not like that handsome waitress?"

Evelyn turned her head and stared intently at Ziva. "What are you talking about? Stop talking so recklessly. You can make rumors among our friends later."

Evelyn was now silent, dumbstruck in her position.

'Yes, if I can be honest with Ziva, I'm actually interested in that servant.' Evelyn's inner self.

Evelyn admitted that she was very interested in the waiter, for some reason. He just felt connected to the young man. But his pride was too high to admit it to Ziva.

And yes, in order to maintain her pride, Evelyn certainly tried to control her attitude because she did not want to be seen if she was interested in the servant.

After a while had passed, the event of the night was over as well. Everyone is saying goodbye. And started leaving the room one by one.

Some of them came home drunk. Even some others have lost consciousness because they drank too much at the party.

Ziva who had been focused on chatting with his lover turned his head, looking at Evelyn who also looked drunk.

Seeing Evelyn's current condition Ziva immediately snorted in annoyance.

"Didn't he just say that he wouldn't get drunk." - grunts.

Evelyn opened her eyes slightly and looked at the room that had started to quiet down.

"Is the show done?"

"Already from earlier. Everyone has even gone home now." replied Ziva lazily.

"Then I will also go home now" Evelyn said trying to get up from her seat but failed.

Ziva hurriedly got up from his seat to help Evelyn stand up.

"Be careful, Eve! You're so drunk now."

"It's all done, right?" mumbling Evelyn again.

"Yes! Let's go home. Otherwise you'll sleep in this place later. Honey, please bring me my bag, yeah!" pinta Ziva on her lover then started to help Evelyn up again.

Actually Evelyn still had a little awareness and could even still walk even though her steps looked somewhat staggering.

"I'll take my girlfriend first, okay!" ziva told Evelyn when they got to the parking lot.

"Hm."

"Listen, you wait here for a second, okay! Just for a moment." Ziva said as he left Evelyn by the stairs.

"Yes, go first." said Evelyn wagging her lazy hand.

Evelyn stepped her feet slowly down the parking area. He seemed to lean his back on a car that did not belong to anyone, while looking at his head that felt very dizzy.

Ziva immediately drove his girlfriend to the place where the man parked the car. He kissed her cheek as a sign of separation because Ziva did ask her to go home first and did not have to wait for him because he did bring his own car.

"You sure you don't want me to take you, baby?" ask Ziva's lover to make sure.

Ziva nodded steadily.

"Yes, I have to take Evelyn home first. I have to take responsibility because he came with me earlier." said Ziva.

"Alright, then I'll go first." he said.

Ziva waved his hand at his lover's car which started leaving the nightclub area. After that Ziva then decided to go home immediately because it was very late.

But once he turned his gaze back on Evelyn, Ziva was shocked to death when he saw his best friend was already sitting leaning near the tire of another car with his eyes closed.

"Hey, Evelyn what are you doing. Don't sleep there." Ziva cried in panic.

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