《Backtoliving》Chapter 9 : Hangover
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POV Shannon
Gooood my head hurts soooo much. I am done drinking. I'll never drink again. At least not that much. I more or less remember everything of last night I think. There is a glass of water on my nightstand, with a pill of aspirin. Next to it, a note. I recognize the writing. Cam.
Hey sunshine, according to your state when I bring you to bed, I think you might need this...
I smile. I look at my phone. Two messages, one from a friend, one from Carry. I open it, a bit anxious.
Hey Shan, I don't know if you will remember anything of all your night calls but just please stop calling me when you're drunk. You just make everything worst and hurt me more... Just don't call me anymore please.
I fucking don't remember anything. What the hell happened? I want to cry. Someone is knocking at my door. I don't want to see anyone right now. I need to be alone. I hear from outside
- Hey Shannon! It's Kara, can I come in?
I wipe quickly the tears from my eyes and answer
- Yeah, what can I do for you?
- Hey, I am just checking everyone as it seems as I was the only person capable to get out of bed today.
I laugh
- That's so nice. I am good thanks...
- You don't seem too. I know it is weird to talk to me but...are you ok?
She is such a great person. I feel miserable.
- I am just hangover, didn't sleep well.
- Yeah, You weren't in a good shape yesterday, Cam had to take you in your bed or you would have sleep in the hallway!
- I... vaguely remember that.
- I started to make breakfast for everyone. If you feel ok you can come in the living room, if not I can bring you something later
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- Woooo, you'r too good to be real. Thanks a lot, I'll come downstairs...
She smiles at me and live the room. What a strange wake up. I look at my phone, reading Carry's text again and again. I need to text her back. I make it as simple and genuine as I can.
Hey Carry, I don't remember anything about my calls and I am deeply sorry. I never wanted to hurt you in any way. I hope we can talk we I'll get back. I love you.
I finally get up and join my friends in the living room. This vision is epic. Everyone is so hangover right now. Rosie is staring at her cup of tea so deeply; it looks like she wants to propose it. Amy is stocked on the couch with an empty gaze and a piece of bread in her hand.
(Me) Hey guys!
(Ally) shut up Beveridge. You're too loud!
(Rosie) 'morning
(Amy) Why do we even like alcohol in the first place?
Cammie and Rose are not here yet. I see Kara preparing eggs and bacon for everyone. When she sees me, she just shows me a cup of coffee she already prepared.
The morning is spend between sleeping in our respective beds, laying on the couch or on the carpet and for some brave ones taking a nap on the beach. (going outside... what a crazy idea?!) I am actually the one taking a nap on the beach. Alone. Every two minutes I check at my phone. I try to remember what I did last night to hurt Fletcher that much but I can't. Everything is just a big blurry ending in a vision of Cammie wishing me good night and kissing me on my forehead. I'll never drink again I swear!
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