The Miracle of Second Chances (Cover Pending)

Chapter 2: Unwelcome Visit

The next morning, Heather awoke to the bang of something metallic hitting the floor.

"Jesus Christ, why couldn't you have just been some drunken hallucination?" Veronica said angrily.

"What the actual fuck?" Heather asked as she sat up on the couch.

Heather looked over to the kitchen to see one Veronica Sawyer pouring yet another drink.

"Drinking already?" Heather poked.

Again she was left with no answer. Sighing, Heather moved from the couch and towards the kitchen. She eyed a few apples on the counter and reached for one.

"Do you have any coffee?" Heather asked, hoping she'd actually receive a response.

"Of course. I'm a college student." Veronica finally answered.

Veronica grabbed a can of coffee and a filter before handing it to Heather. "The coffee maker is over there." She added, pointing to the left of the cramped counter.

After a few minutes, coffee began to filter through and drip into the pot. Neither woman spoke. Heather reluctant to be ignored and Veronica because she was so hung over. Before soon, Veronica decided to speak.

"I have to leave for class in 20 minutes, I'll be back around 12:30."

"Great! I'll have this place all to myself." Heather answered.

"Of course you'd say that." Veronica replied dryly.

Heather poked around the kitchen and looked in the fridge. Inside she found some eggs and cheese. It gave her an idea. She found a pan and some bread. She began cooking something to eat. Just as Veronica was heading for the door, Heather handed her a sandwich wrapped in a paper towel and a travel mug filled with coffee.

"I promise, a greasy breakfast sandwich will do a lot for a hang over." Heather spoke as she turned away.

"Thanks, Heather." Said Veronica, a smile coming to her face.

"Whatever. I'm not a monster, I couldn't make something without setting aside a little for you." Heather replied before taking a bite of her own sandwich.

"Sure, see you later."

"Yeah, bye." Heather said as Veronica shut the door behind her.

In silence, Heather finished her breakfast quickly. Much better than that shit I had to eat in Hell. She thought to herself. After cleaning up, Heather sat down to watch some tv.

Just as she was reaching for a remote, a familiar bitchy voice sounded in her head. " I'll be coming by that dirty apartment later today to talk with your 'ex-friend.' Please try to keep her sober before
then."

"Fine." Heather responded. While she was not a fan of Veronica, she knew that drinking was all that kept her safe from her conscience.

"Also, I have a tip for where JD is located." Amy continued.

"Awesome! Where's that scum bag slithering?" Heather asked excitedly.

"He's somewhere in Indiana. My bosses are telling me that is all the information I can give you at this time."

"Wait! Is that it?" Heather pressed.

She was met with silence. Great. At least now I have a place to start my search for that piece of shit. Heather thought. Actually, I never asked Veronica where we are. I should remedy that soon. 

After settling down again. Heather turned on the TV and flipped through a few channels until she found something familiar. It was MTV. "I wonder how music has changed since I've been gone." Heather wondered to herself out loud.