Z and Mark help get Jess home

On the way out of the Eagle Nest, he was surprised to see Z rush over to help him carry Jess out. He had chosen to help rather than flirt with the girl that was all over him.

“You didn’t need to help, I could have gotten her home myself,” Mark told the tall Asian as they escorted Jess home, “I know you were making your move on that girl in there.”

“Eh, it’s just a girl,” he shrugged it off, “If she’s there when I’m back, cool, if not, I’m sure I didn’t miss out on the best sex of my life or anything.”

**** was the reason why he was kicked off the team in the first place. Maybe it was part of the reason that he felt like he should help a woman who had clearly done a bit more than just drink.

“Who was she in there with?” he asked Mark.

Mark shook his head, “I dunno, I don’t know who it was, think he was a senior.”

“Jet black hair, nice solid beard, wears a red hoodie?” he asked.

The description seemed to match the guy that was in there with her.

“Yeah, sounds about right.”

Z chuckled, “Oh god, Swanson, fucking Xander Swanson.”

“Your friend?” Mark scoffed.

“Just because we both smoke joints every weekend, it doesn’t mean we’re good friends or anything,” he responded.

They kept making their way towards East Hall with Jess making random moaning noises as they carried her. She appeared to be in a very bad state which only worried Mark more as they got closer to home.

“That place really is a joke,” Z eventually said after a couple of minutes of silence.

Mark looked confused, “What on earth were you doing there then, thought you were banned anyways?”

“Well technically I still am but it’s just Walker who gives a fuck about that and he wasn’t in there tonight so nobody there to kick me out but anyways, it’s a Saturday night and there was nothing better to do than try and pick up there.”

Mark wanted desperately to ask about the Maple and Dixon situation again but he knew what his answer would be. He decided to keep his lips shut and let it be for now.

Once the three were back inside East Hall, Mark directed them back up to Jess’s dorm room. With her passed out the way she was, Mark had to pull out the key to her room from her jeans pocket. He could feel it inside the back pocket and as he pulled it out, his hand brushed up against her behind.

Once the key was out and the three were able to get back inside where they got her down on top of the bed and Mark thanked Z for the help, walking with him back outside her room.

“You have to stay there with her, you know that right?” Z said at the door way.

“I don’t want to confuse her when she wakes up, I’ll just come and see her in the morning,” he replied.

Z stood in his way, making sure he couldn’t leave Jess’s dorm room.

“You can’t leave her. You don’t know what the fuck she’s taken, if she starts **** on her vomit in the middle of the night, she could fucking die,” he explained, “

“Jesus Christ, should we be taking her to the hospital or something,” he asked, getting worried.

Z shook his head again, “No, she could get in big trouble if they find out what she’s done. She’s probably fine as it is but you need to just be there I’m case, trust me, I know what I’m talking about.”

What other option did he have, Mark nodded before he went back inside, shutting the door behind him. Z was the expert in this, he was sure that he would have had at least one or two close calls with overdoses. Either him or with his other junkie mates.

Mark looked over at his friend, now completely out of it. Something just didn’t seem right with her, there was something off about Jess after coming back from the winter holidays.

Taking **** wasn’t something out of the question for the super tease. But she had always been responsible about it, this however came across as reckless and something that was beginning to concern Mark.