It takes two to love

Chapter three

I opened my eyes; I was sprawled out on the chair. My head got worse as it hurt more than it did before. The lights were on and they were dim. I checked my phone and I had ton of calls from Eunice and Bill.

I turned it off and threw it in my bag. I went into the room, walked briskly to the wardrobe. I still had a few clothes in there. I came here once with my dad, so he had the place stocked with clothes for me so I wouldn't have to bother packing. Like he knew I'd have to hide. A sad smile spread across my face as I walked into the shower.

Using warm water this time, I let my pores soak in the water. The smell of lavender spread across the room and I was calm almost immediately. I lather the soap on my body as I rubbed the back of my neck to my tiny waistline. I traced the outline of my hips and stayed under the water for a few minutes before walking out of the shower unclad and staring at my body in the mirror. I had a bruise on my forehead; pretty sure it'd clear up within a few days.

My wet hair stuck to my body; my taut boobs looked fabulous, I was slim but curvy. I turned around admiring my behind. I pouted my lips and smiled a little. I change into pink shorts and a tank top and pinned my hair up. I applied a lotion on my bruise and rubbed my tired looking eyes.

I wasn't hungry and just needed to sleep; yeah again. I walk over to my bag and brought out my pills; Bill had helped me stop them for awhile but he wasn't here anymore just like every other person. I pour myself a shot of tequila and downed a couple of pills.

My head swayed as I played Alicia key's girl on fire. I wasn't much of a dancer; you could even call me stiff. Well that was to others. I danced pretty well in private. I even attended ballerina classes as a child. I swayed my aching body left and right; loosening my pony and singing at the top of my voice.

"You can try but you'd never forget her name"

I sat down with my bottle of tequila now drinking directly from the bottle. I wondered if anybody remembered me, my father who's probably having fun wherever he is; my mother being a whore; family members. I knew I had cousins, two from my mother's brother and one from my father's sister but growing up I never knew any of them.

If I died right now; it'd probably take years before I was found. I laughed hysterically. I dropped what was left of the drink on the kitchen counter and went up to the room. I crawled into the sheets and I slowly fell into darkness.

A noise made me wake up; I was scared. Eyes wide open, luckily I wasn't hung over. I walked down the hall and noticed it was coming from the attic. That was when I remembered him; Daniel.

"Hey, good morning" I called out to him walking downstairs and straight into the kitchen. My stomach grumbled, I took some chips out of the fridge and took my left over tequila with me as I sat on the couch.

"Isn't it a little early to drink?" his voice came from behind me.

"Yeah but no one's complaining"

"I am. I met you drunk yesterday and you are on your way there again" he took the bottle from my hand and emptied it into the sink.

"Hey!" I stood up and wavered a little.

"See you need to have proper breakfast sweetie" he lifted me off my feet and placed me on one of the stools.

I placed my hands under my chin as I looked at this hot stranger bossing me around. I let him get away with it. No one's ever bothered if I had eaten or not.

He looked around in the freezer and brought out some eggs and bread. The maids probably took care of stocking the house the food monthly. So much money and the food go to waste. I buried my head in my palms.