Meant to Be

Chapter 23

Lexie Pov:

I feel like something is pounding on my head, as if some sound is trying to get into my gray cells, which after last night are not working as they should. I think it's time to get up, I won't sleep all day. Although I would like to do it, because I sleep like a child after drinking alcohol.

Wait a minute, my head is working fine though and someone is really knocking on the door. I got up and accidentally saw my reflection in the mirror. Believe me, you wouldn't want to see it at all. What to do with myself, I won't go out looking like this and open the door to someone. Probably the hotel service. The staff of a nice clean hotel and here is me with a hangover and a tousled hairstyle and unwashed makeup.

I need to control myself and the amount of alcohol I've been drinking recently. Because I won't say, it has gotten a bit out of control.

I decided to take a risk and, hoping that I would not scare this person myself, headed for the door. I opened them, and behind them I met an impatient brunette.

The Amelia I met yesterday. I spent the last night with whom and her friends, in a very good atmosphere.

- "Eventually! How much time can you open the door? I guess for 5 minutes I stood knocking on that door. I was already afraid that they would throw me out of here." - she said, entering without any question.

- "What are you doing here?" - I asked - "And how did you find me?"

- "You could say that I have big connections. And finding someone in a hotel, knowing the name and surname, here in the area is not that difficult." - she replied taking off, sitting on the bed - "Why are you standing surprised?"

- "I just don't know what to say. Additionally, I wonder what are you doing here?"

- "I came to see you" - she replied, sending me a smile - "I'm bothering you?"

- "You didn't but I just get up and...." - I started, but a moment later I felt like I was getting more and more unwell.

- "You look a little dead" - I heard screams from the room as I was kneeling over the toilet - "Too hard, was it yesterday?"

- "A hangover murderer, he has no heart"- I replied as I left. - "I just have a question, how are you in such good shape?"

- "Hmm let's just say I'm used to it. Heat and alcohol are hard at first, but you gain skills over time."

- "And I was the one who came to the bar to drink water"- I said sarcastically.

- "It never ends on water. Unless you are me and you have to get it right." - she replied

- "It means?" - I asked

- "I am addicted to alcohol and drugs. I'm actually getting out of this already. I took the last dose over six months ago. It is not so easy with alcohol, I managed to keep the amount to a minimum and somehow I am alive."

- "That's why you said yesterday that Derek doesn't like you to drink." - I put the facts together.

- "He's just a good big brother who cares about me. We have three crazy sisters, I don't know if you've had a chance to meet them, but you can't spend too much time with them. Therefore, me and Derek were inseparable as a child. But time passes and we split up."

- "Just like me and Molly"- I added, comparing the brunette's situation to my sister and me.

- "Molly?" - Amelia asked in surprise.

- "My younger sister. We were as inseparable as you and Derek, but after my mom died, she focused on her family, which she had just started. And I was left alone with my dad who was absorbed in vodka."