My Birthday Weekend Part 2

Barcelona Bar is where the party began, and more fighting. My sister weren’t there when *Scott and I arrived. They were still looking for parking. *Scott, being the party pooper that his is, was yawing. I knew he was super tired because he came straight from work to dinner and now this. He asked me to not drink a lot and it is best if I don’t get drunk. He didn’t want a replay of my birthday last year. Which I understand but, got damn it, it’s my birthday. I do what I WANTTTTT!!! I agreed that I didn’t want to get drunk as well but when my sisters and cousin arrived they had something different in mind. We started by getting a round of Harry Potters. I don’t know what the drink was I just knew that it came with a show. The bartender lit the shots on fire as I wore a scarf, wizards hat, and held a magic wand while she did tricks. My sister Deja came a few minutes later and ordered a round of shots too. It was something that had to deal with the Lord of the Rings. So the bartender took 9 shots of Jameson, put them in a circle and light them all on fire. Jameson is my kryptonite and *Scott knew that too. He pulled me aside and said that is enough but behind me I had my sister screaming, “We are going to get you so fucked up!! What’s next on the shot list!!” I felt pressure from both sides. I wanted to drink but not get fucked up. I didn’t want to let *Scott or my sisters down. I excused myself to the bathroom because I was crying. My sister Gia followed not to long after to get me out. I went to talk to *Scott to let him know that he was ruining my birthday again and of course he stuck to his guns. I stormed out the bar in a major bitch fit. He followed behind me mad as hell. I let him know that I will not deal with the feeling of him being controlling and he can leave. So he tried to give me an ultimatum, “Fine you can do what you want, but if you get trashed, don’t come back to my place.” I said, “deal! And if it is at the cost of us breaking up, Oh well. I will not be controlled.” He stood there a little shocked. We go back in the bar and my sisters asked me what was going on. I didn’t give them every detail but I told them that he didn’t want me to get drunk because he didn’t want to take care of me. My cousin Jas , the wild child, said to me, “We hardly party together so we are going to have fun, and it’s your birthday, he is supposed to take care of you regardless that’s love, that’s what being in a relationship is for.” Next thing I know, my cousin is talking to *Scott about who knows what. A few minutes later Gia and Jas return to my side with his credit card. My jaw dropped. I’m thinking this has to be a test to see if I would get drunk. They said ,”nope, he said we can buy what ever we want.” Next thing I know they are ordering a shit load of drinks. I told them I didn’t believe it. I took one shot my sister bought me over to where he was sitting and the girls followed. It was as if his mood completely changed. My Jas refuses to tell me was she said to him. From that moment on it got wild. We toasted to my birthday and my sisters each gave a little speech. I did not cry because they will pick on me if I did. We were all having the times of our lives and believe it or not, everyone else got drunker than I did. We moved the party to a Mexican restaurant down the street. It got so crazy there. They were dancing everywhere with some random European guys that were drunk too. The night ended on an amazing note.