This New Year’s Eve started out great, but didn’t stay that way. Nothing terrible happened; the evening was a lot of until about an hour after the New Year.

had called me around 9:30 and wanted to know what my plans were. I told her I was going to the bar with Joe and . She said she was going to stay home. She is only nineteen and I didn’t want her sitting home bored on New Year’s Eve so I invited her along with us.

Back in the day I worked at the bar we planned to go to and Tori is still employed there. We knew the owner wouldn’t have a problem with Jess coming with us, despite her age. She’ll be twenty on January 7.

My sister and I haven’t been close since she met ’s father. I didn’t like him from the get go and I made it well known. She chose him and I had to live with that. I tolerated him as necessary, but I never grew to like him. She finally wised up to his philandering ways and ended their relationship a few days before ’s first birthday.

I McKayla like she was my own daughter. In fact, thoughts of abandoning her stopped me from committing suicide the last time I was hell bent on by my own hand. She is the reason I checked myself into the hospital last January.

I have wanted to rekindle the relationship with Jess and I figured hanging out with her was a step in the right direction. I was wrong, or at least that is how I felt that night.

I started the evening with three Jager bombs before we left home and Had five more a short time after we arrived at the bar. Those put me somewhere between tipsy and . I was happy; everyone was having a good time. Three guys that are up here from Texas were flirting with me. I’ve been on a good girl kick since , so I did not continue the flirtation.

I know my limit when it comes to Jagermeister and I knew I had had enough. I started drinking my old favorite mixed drink, Sex on the Beach. There is one type of that brings out a mean part of my personality. It is vodka. I have banned myself from any brand of vodka other than Skyy because it is the only one that does not negatively affect my mood and personality.

However, I was already near drunk and forgot to tell the bartender to use Skyy vodka. I didn’t remember until I was on my fourth Sex on the Beach. At that point my mood had already been affected and my had been directed at Jess.

There is a guy that works at the bar that I’ve been attracted to for a couple months. I was slowly getting to know him. Jess seen him and began talking about how cute he is. This irritated me and I told her that I had had my eye on him, which was my way of telling her to back off. She, Tori, and I had always lived by the code of sisterhood to not hook up with someone that one of the others had dated, slept with, or even had a thing for. I assumed Jess still lived by this code. I was wrong.

Perhaps it was because she was drunk and didn’t care about my or maybe she just didn’t care anymore. I’m not certain. I began harboring resentment toward her because she was shamelessly coming on to him. He returned her advances and soon they were making out at our table.
I didn’t want to fight her or anything like that. However, I was disappointed that he went along with her and I was angry that she didn’t pay heed to my feelings. It was more about the principle, not the guy. I had to sit through their sickening public display.

My blood was beginning to boil and I knew I needed to stop drinking before I made an ass out of myself in front of everyone by confronting Jessica. Before I knew what was going on Jess and Jared had invited themselves to spend the night at my place along with Tori and Joe. I was uncomfortable with that, but I am against drinking and driving and didn’t want my sister to do it, even though I was mad at her.

On this day..