Hello...Again.

it cured my pain in the moment

adeles POV

Its 6 pm the next day. Angelo and veronica are out. She said they would go hangout and bond a bit. She was giving me some time to go see some old friends of mine. we are going to meet at a nice restaurant/bar at seven. But veronica just left so I get an hour. It's strange to be alone, but I am beyond excited to see my friends. Right before I leave, I get a phone call form an unknown number. Usually, I won't answer them. My gut tells me not to ignore this one. I pick up. "Hello, it's me" I answer. It cracks me up every time. "Adele" says a man's voice in a whisper. Its Simon. I recognize that voice anywhere. My face drops, the smile from the joke I had made fades. "I'm going to hang up. Make this quick" I say clenching my jaw. "don't worry I will" he says. "2 minutes" I say. He starts with no delay. "i used my one phone call to call you. In 7 days, I can pay bail. Ill track you while on tour I will find you, I will kill you, I will take our son-" he gets cut off. I can hear him grunting and two men telling him that was enough. I hang up. Shocked. I check my phone its ten to 7. perfect.

When I get to the bar I can see my friends, Jennifer and Frankie. I sit down. "Get ready ladies, I'm going to drink a lot tonight" I say as I pick up the menu. And I will. That phone call was stressful. "Alright Delly" says Jen as I order a round of drink. It doesn't take long for me to get drunk. Not because it doesn't take much, but because I drank so much. I asked them to get me home and apologize for not being in a good state. "No worries Delly you were fun" says Frankie. They Park and walk me to my hotel room. I get inside and say goodbye, they close the door. Once they are gone, I lose the fake smile. I stumble down the hall and put my bag down. Oh, here it comes. I try my best to run. I get to the bathroom, and I vomit, a lot. Its only 830 I didn't stay long. I hear the door open. I'm not passed out but I'm slouching against the wall opposite the toilet, and I look like shit. "Adele we're home" veronica shouts. I moan. "Mom, we saw these really cool dudes who looked like women!" he exclaims. Veronica took him to see drag queens, that's awesome. The door is open, but they can't see me yet. I'm embarrassed. Weve been together hardly a week.  

veronicas POV

I get home. Angelo can't wait to tell Adele I took him to see street performers.... well, drag queens. "Adele we're home" I call. I hear a faint moan, barely. Angelo starts talking about the drag queens. We walk down the hall. I stop and look in the doorway of the bathroom. She looks like shit, to put it Nicley. She is sitting on the floor slouching against the wall, right across from the toilet. I look at her. She giggles. "It was the only thing that helped" she slowly pouts and begins crying. "Angelo, go watch something, mommy got sick" I say. He nods and runs off down the hall. "Baby, call me net time ok" I say. She giggles again. "I feel like shit" she says. She moves to her knees and leans over the toilet bowl. He hair is down, its sweaty and messy. I grab it and hold it out of the way while she vomits. I let her hair down. She leans back. And looks at me. "This is so embarrassing" she sobs tears still streaming down her face. "Delly its ok, I'm not mad. It happens" she repositions her feet and leans back on me. "I look so bad" she says. I shake my head. "that's ok, nobody's perfect" I say quoting her song. I hope she catches it. She laughs with her whole body. "Even though I'm really drunk my humor is still intact" she laughs. Angelo walks in. "mommy, are you ok?" he exclaims. She shakes her head. I sit her up and stand up. "Hey, mommy is sick, I'll put you to bed tonight" I say, ushering him out the door. "Will she be better?" he asks. I tell him shell be fine.

I get him to bed and hurry back to Adele. I find her passed out laying on the floor. She had thrown up on herself. I quickly sit her up, so she doesn't aspirate any. She opens her eyes and groans. "It won't stop" she cries. I turn on the shower and undress her before undressing myself. I help her in. A bath isn't an option. I help hold her up and I wash the vomit off her body and clean her hair. I turn off the shower. I help her out and into the robes and put one on myself. "Do you think you can go to sleep now?" I ask her. She nods. There's no possible way she has anything left in that poor body of hers. I walk her down the hall and into our room. she climbs into bed. I get in beside her. She moves towards cuddling against me and burying her face into my chest. "Night Delly" I say and kiss her forehead. I love this woman. 

im soo pleased with this chapter...im focusing on the writing more too ecasue my grammar sucked before. anyways im having so much fun writing this. i hope you enjoy it!!!!