Her Sinners (Somerville #1)

Chapter 40

Belle's Pov

The first thing I notice when I was pulled out of a deep sleep. Is the fact that my head feels like a brick.

My mouth has a weird taste, I could feel the syrup from the sangria still lingering on my tongue.

I quickly glance around in the unfamiliar room trying to remember how I ended up here.

The last thing from last night before everything went black is the fight I had with Sydney.

After so many glasses that Stevie gave me, everything after for me is drawing a blank.

I try to push myself up off the full size mattress, an overwhelming feeling of dizziness flooding me as I slowly push up onto my bottom.

I groan, my legs and arms aching along with the massive headache. It feels like someone pounding my skull with a hammer.

"I got you some coffee, and Tylenol." I hear a chipper voice.

My eyes close, and my face squints from the level of Stevie's voice.

She comes to stand right beside the bed, handing me the holy grail for hangovers. I pop the pills to stop the incessant pounding in my head. Taking the hot coffee graciously, blowing on it to take a sip.

Sweet, with alot of creamer. She totally gets me.

"Thank you." My voice low, my throat sore.

She smiles down at me before placing a kiss on my forehead. "I left some extra clothes so you can shower."

I perk up at that or maybe it's the fact the caffeine in the coffee has already taken affect.

But who cares, I am dying for a shower, to wash off yesterday, and every bad thing with it. "Come to my room when you're done." With that Stevie leaves to let me shower.

I go to the adjoining bathroom from the other guestroom. Keeping the lights off. My eyes still senstive as the headache remains. Dull, but still thumping away.

I turn the nob, to the shower to the highest setting needing the relief of the hot water on my skin.

Thankful I kept it dark, I didn't need to see what I looked like in the mirror. I am sure I cried sometime in the night. My cheeks feeling dry, and my eyes puffy.

All because I decided to fall for the one girl in school still deep in the closet. Why couldn't I fall for anyone else.

I shake away the thoughts of her, and our fight. Determined to set her far away from my mind. If she treats me like I don't matter then so should I.

I quickly make work of the shower. Putting on the clothes Stevie left for me. Just pink sweat pants, and a black t-shirt. Casual, and comfortable, desperate to feel somewhat normal again.

My heart actually aches, the spot heavy, and full of pain. I make my way down the long hallway before knocking on Stevie's door. Didn't need to bust in, and see something I didn't want too.

I know about all of them having a relationship, and it doesn't really bother me. The guys are like my brothers, and Stevie quickly becoming my sister.

I am happy for them all, but there are family so therefore I really didn't want to see anything.

Plus straight sex equals, ewww gross.

I lightly smirk at my thoughts, "Come in."

I open the door to Stevie's bedroom. Her lavender painted walls full of photographs are the first thing I notice.