The Rebels

Chapter 2

Lydia

I woke up around 9:00am with a huge headache. I had no memory of what all went down last night.

Wait where am I? Why am I wet? Is this the bathtub? What did I do last night?

I climbed out of the bathtub and found buckets of vomit in the toilet. I flushed it trying not to touch it then I started to walk down stairs, okay, one step at a time.

Made it without falling, I went to the kitchen to get some coffee because supposably that always helps with hangovers.

I started to make it but heard a voice in the living room. I peered my head in the living room slightly to see who it was only to find Brandon and Christina cuddled up together.

He was shirtless and running his fingers through Chrissy's hair while she was still asleep.

"I wish you knew everything." He spoke softly his eyes never leaving Christina's face.

I was going to ask why he was here but I noticed a huge bruise on his side and suddenly every memory of last night flooded my brain.

Getting drunk, really drunk, with Samantha and Andrew and his friends, they were trying to touch me, but I only let Andrew.

I found Christina and Brandon dancing, she said she was gonna stop the party, I wouldn't let her, she and Andrew were bickering, Brandon joined in, oh my god, they fought.

Andrew hurt Brandon, because Brandon was doing the right thing. That Jerk! How did I ever like Andrew!?

I went back to the kitchen and got my coffee before going to my room. I had to take a bath, I felt so dirty after remembering everything.

Christina

I finally woke up around 10:00am still wrapped in Brandon's arms. I looked up to see he was already awake and was smiling down at me. Our eyes stay connected to each other, after a while I shifted my eyes to his bruise.

"Does it feel any better?" I rested my head on his bare chest rubbing my hand over his bruise.

"A lot, especially when you do that."

"Awe, look at you two!" Lydia walked into the living room wearing a tank and shorts with her wet hair falling at her shoulders.

I giggled softly, "Well don't you look refreshed, are you even hung over from last night?"

"Yes, but not as bad as earlier, I woke up in the bathtub. Which isn't the weirdest place I've ever woken up." She laughed.

"Not surprised," I started to pull myself off the couch to be pulled back down.

"You are not going anywhere, I'm to comfortable." Brandon stated

"Actually, she has to go home before her parents do." Lydia remarked making Brandon frown.

"Fine." He said allowing me to get up.

I really didn't want to leave his arms, I felt comfortable to but Liddie was right. I had to beat both my parents home.

I stood and picked up my stuff from off the coffee table, "Gotta go before the evil queen beats me home." I joked making both Brandon and Lydia laugh.

I started towards the door to be followed by a shirtless Brandon, "that was no proper Goodbye." He said grabbing my wrist.

"Well, it isn't goodbye. It's I'll see you later." With that I walked out and basically sprinted down the road to my house.

Lydia

"Okay. Wish you could tell her what?" I walked up behind Brandon as soon as Chrissy was out of the house.