Truth or Dare
Sometimes when you are in the moment, you just get too ahead of yourself. When there's something that you want right in front of you - so very close to you, everything becomes a blur and you do everything it takes to get it.
It all happened during Jessica's Halloween party, the party everyone looks forward to all year. She went as a bumblebee (save the bees!). I, on the other hand, was bullied into going as the poo emoji, but whatever. Jessica was a super sweet girl, and also very rich. She owns a four-story mansion with several pools, maids, and everything she ever wants. Even chill parents, who are letting her throw this party while they go out to dinner. My parents didn't know I was going, but it was okay. I had the watch to keep me safe.
The watch I mean is one my grandpa gave me; it had the ability to do lots of things actually, including read minds, go invisible, and even super strength. I could use it if necessary.
The party went as usual; people got drunk, people played some "pong," people went swimming, blah, blah. The friend group was getting bored of the usual so we thought of something else fun.
Josh, Jessica, Paul, Maria, and I decided it was time for some Truth or Dare. Maria ended up picking dare and kissed Paul, even though she has a boyfriend. Paul wussed out and picked true, and he quickly revealed that he had been cheating on all his exams this year. Josh took a dive into a pool after daring himself, and Jessica, being the daredevil she is, took a round at the beer keg.
It was my turn, and all eyes were on me. Wanting to impress the crowd, I went for dare; I guess they were running out of ideas, because they chose me for the beer keg, as Jessica had just finished.
"Come on! Don't be scared. You chose dare. You HAVE to do it. It was tons of fun, too!" said Jessica, wiping the beer residue off of her own lips, clearly very drunk.
I had never drunk before. Even though it was just a can of beer, I was worried. How would this affect me? I'm not even 21. This could be so bad for me.
I went for it anyway, and took the biggest swig of my life. How did it go? Terrible. I puked everywhere and passed out, to keep it short. Things only got worse, however. The cops showed up at the door, demanding to be let in; they had come back for the fourth time after telling everyone to keep it down. This was their limit. Too dazed to use my watch for safety, I just let everything overwhelm me. This was the end.
Everyone scurried like cockroaches, as I was still too dazed to get up. This was it for me, I was underage drinking, my parents thought I was at a friend's house studying, and I was not feeling so good. I was going to get caught. Suddenly, Jessica came to the rescue; I tried to make out as much as I could, but all I remember is her, very tired herself, carrying me over a fence and taking me to her car where she kept me hidden and safe.
After I got to my senses, I thanked her again, and again.
"It's no big deal. A friend is a friend," she said.
I told her I owed her ANYTHING, anything at all. Whatever she wanted, she could have. I said this because I knew she already had everything. There wasn't anything she could possibly want, right?
"Okay. I want your watch," she quickly replied. I told her I couldn't give it to her, and that it was special to me.
"You said anything!" she angrily replied.
She was never like this. She was clearly very drunk, but I had to give her what I promised. I had to fulfill it. So I handed it over. It was clearly a stupid mistake, but we were both drunk and I suppose I forgot not only the power value, but the generational value of it, as it was in my family for decades.
And that's all I can remember. I'm lying in my bed wondering how the hell I managed myself to do that last night. Now, I need to get that watch back. But how?
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​Story based on an online story of Rama: Sita Sings the Blues
--- Author's Note ---
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I took my own story from the beginning story of Rama, where Rama's mother had taken care of Dasharatha one day and he, in return, said he would do anything she wanted after she had taken care of him while he was very ill. She requested that Rama be sent to exile for 14 years, and this was all just before he was going to get crowned as king. This caused Rama to be exiled, all because Dasharatha had promised something and fulfilled it. I took a more modern approach to my rendition, and wanted it to make it more daring. I created a scenario that was more applicable to younger students, as well as myself as I was turning 21 in the next week. Obviously, I do not have a magic watch (that you know of, at least) but I added this to spice up my story and add a little bit of a cliffhanger to the end, as we do not know what could happen next! I hope this is enjoyable, and if there are any other changes or revisions that could be made I would be happy to take the advice!