The girls helped me drag Zach and Lucas' body up the stairs and into the bath from. So far, they had rushed to the bathroom once to vomit and right now, they are cleaned and sound asleep in my bed. Zach woke up in the middle of the night, he whined and complained that it was too hot. He eventually took off his shirt and pants. Lucas threw up and it was covered in vomit, so I just ended up throwing it out, so he was already shirtless.
I was too upset to drool over his muscles and abs. He said he broke up with her - and then he just goes back around and has sex with her?! Are they fuck-buddies now?
I didn't dwell on the thought of Courtney and Zach being together, especially after the image of them two popped into my head, both in an intimate position. I fell asleep around four in the morning, silently crying to myself - in the bathroom of course. I can't have them waking up finding me in such state, now can I? The next day, i woke up at about two in the afternoon and I wasn't on the floor anymore - I was up on my bed. The air mattresses were deflated, folded and put in the corner of my room, same as the comforters. I felt tired still but decided not to waste the rest of the day.
Stop being lazy.
Getting off the bed, I stretched and let out a yawn. Rubbing my eyes, I walked towards the bathroom. It was a bit hot in there and steamy. Someone must have just taken a shower. I brushed my teeth then decided to take my own shower. The warm water felt nice on my body. The water pellets massaged my muscle, also waking me up a little. I took about a twenty minute shower before getting out. Drying myself slightly, I wrapped the towel around my body, took off the shower cap, and headed out the bathroom.
Inside my room, I wore my undergarments then decided to dress in an oversized T-shirt that went mid-thigh, stertchy shorts that showed only a little under the shirt and a pair of white socks; my hair was up in a ponytail. I made my way towards the staircase but stopped shortly. I don't want to face Zach. Life must really hate me because just as I was about to turn around and go back to my room, Zach appeared halfway up the stairs.
"Aliyah," he made the rest of the way up, stepping in front of me, "I need to talk to you."
I walked back into my room and slammed the door before he could enter. He banged on the door, "Aliyah, open the door!" Good thing mom and dad were called into work. "Aliyah!"
"No, go away!"
"It was you, wasn't it?" He paused, his banging ceased for a moment. "You were the one that opened the door at the part last night?" I didn't answer, nor did I let the tears fall. "Open the door please, I'll explain."
I wiped a stray tear. "How are you to explain that when it's simple - you said you broke with Courtney and then turned around and slept with her!"
"I was drunk!" He argued.
I rolled my eyes, "Being intoxicated only brings out your inner desires! That's what you wanted wasn't it?! To have sex with Courtney!"
"I - I -"
"YOU WHAT?!"
"I WAS THINKING OF SOMEONE ELSE WHEN I WAS SLEEPING WITH HER!"
I let out a sharp gasp, "you like someone else?" Ohgosh.
