Captivated Hearts

Chapter 4

The next morning, when she woke up her head was pounding, she couldn't recall what had happened the night before until she was getting out of the bed.

Once she realized she had no sort of clothing on, it dawned on her. She remembered the night she had with Jase and smiled. The way he treated her, and her body was like heaven and if she had the choice to do it all over again, she would.

Her whole body was sore and as she put her dress from the night before back on, she reached for her phone. She scrolled through her millions of messages, searching for one from her mother but when she didn't see one, she wasn't sure if she was relieved or upset her mother didn't bother to check in.

Although this was a normal thing she did after a party or spending the night anywhere but home, she just wished her gut wasn't always right and that her mother would finally change.

She threw her phone back down, deciding to wait to deal with all the texts later.

The only person she cared about texting her was Bella and her mom and considering Bella had been with her the night before, there was none to look for.

Arya opened Instagram, checking stories, and stumbled on quite a few from the party.

The first one, had been posted by Jaxon, the football captain. He was super-hot, or at least she thought he was.

Jaxon had bright blonde hair that was always a mess and dark blue eyes. The only thing you could find him wearing on the average day was a football jersey and a pair of jeans.

He had posted a photo of him and the football team, with Arya smack dab in the middle of the picture. Their arms were all around each other's and the two beside her, held behind both sides of her waist, a smile planted on all their faces.

Arya smiled at the photo. She hadn't remembered even taking the photo but, she looked pretty and that's all that mattered to her.

She took a screenshot of the story before moving on to go through some more stories.

The second story she found, had also been from the party. This time, she wasn't in this one, but she could just recognize Jase in the background standing with a group of girls who all seemed to be drooling over him.

She rolled her eyes. In the photo you could tell Jase had been enjoying the attention but, none of them were as lucky as she who ended up with him deep inside of her by the end of the night.

Arya made her way down to the kitchen, brewing a pot of coffee when Bella came in. Bella's hair looked freshly combed. Most likely she had been up far before Arya was because she was already dressed and ready for the day.

"Good morning, Bee. My head is killing me."

She could just make out the giggle that Bella let out and her eyebrows furrowed.

"What is so funny?"

Arya grabbed a mug from one of the cupboards, filling it three quarters of the way to the top. She had always liked her coffee straight from the pot, no cream or milk. The extra preservatives weren't needed, especially trying to keep a thin figure.

"Oh nothing. Just that I could hear you two for half the night."

Arya took a sip from her mug, shaking her head. She tried to recall what had happened the night before but, nothing really came to mind other than that she hooked up with a hot guy.

"Don't be mad I had some good, hot sex and you didn't." Arya smirked, shivers running down her spine the second she thought about his hands running all along her body.

Bella gasped, nearly choking on the bagel she had just made.

"I will have you know; Ethan and I enjoy or hot sex. In fact, we tried a new position last night." Bella smiled.

Arya gagged. "Way too much information."

Bella giggled as she shook her head, trying to get the thoughts of her and Ethan out of her head.

Arya felt a sinking feeling in her stomach but, she wasn't sure as to why. There wasn't anything bad that happened that she could remember. Well, other than her whole life being a pile of shit, she couldn't remember.

She set her cup of coffee down, going in one of the kitchen drawers, pulling a trash bag from the box and she began to collect the garbage around the house, putting it in the bag while her and Bella talked about the previous night.

Once they were done, they both plopped down on the couch to watch tv. Arya finally took this time to check her phone. She replied to some comments on Instagram, posted some pictures from the previous night and called her mom to let her know she would be home soon. When she talked to her mom, she sounded hungover as could be but, that was expected. Her mom didn't seem to give a shit about her and that frustrated her more than anything.

She realized that she definitely got up late because it was already nearing five in the afternoon.

Definitely a sign of a good night.

"Bee I should be heading home; I have a few things I have to do."

Bella scooted over to her a bit more, pulling her into a tight hug. Arya wasn't much of a hugger but, she would give anything for one of Bella's hugs. Hell, she didn't like any sort of affection. She was never shown it so, it often made her feel uncomfortable. Yet with Bella, it was so different. Maybe because they spent every day together and never let each other down or maybe, because she was the only person that she was ever able to trust growing up.

Arya wrapped her arms around Bella tightly and the second she let go she was up off the couch and making her way upstairs.

She got all her belongings together, rubbing her eyes and slipping on her white vans from the day before. She slid the straps of her bag up to her shoulders and went back downstairs.

"Bye Bee, I love you. Call me later, okay?"

Bella nodded her head and gave her a thumbs up. She had her phone up to her ear and Arya knew that she was either on the phone with her mom lying about what she did the night before or talking to Ethan about the next sex position they needed to try. There was never an in between.

Arya opened the front door, closing it behind her and pressed the button to unlock her car. She moved her bag from off her shoulders and opened the door to the backseat, throwing it in before closing the door and getting into the driver's seat. She started her car and began to drive home, questioning if she even wanted to go home, unsure of if she wanted to deal with anything her mother had to say.

When she got home, her mother was waiting for her. She was annoyed and forced her to talk to her about the so-called sleepover and why she was dressed up so slutty. When Arya finally had enough of talking and hearing her mother's complaints that she was a horrible child, she went into her bedroom, tears welling in her eyes as she grabbed some clean clothes and went into the bathroom.

She let the straps to the dress from the previous night fall below her shoulders and let the dress collapse below her feet and wiped her eyes. She opened Spotify, pairing her phone to the speaker that was in the bathroom. She skipped a few songs before deciding on Love Story by Taylor Swift. As always when she was in the shower she was in her own world, singing at the top of her lungs until her mom came in to complain and ruin every imaginative thought Arya was able to have in those peaceful moments.

When she was done, she changed into black sweatpants and a red hoodie, grabbing the brush and brushing the knots out of her hair. She moisturized her face, applied deodorant and lotioned her legs before opening the bathroom door. The steam flowing out instantly.

Arya walked out of the bathroom and into her bedroom shutting the door behind her. She plugged her phone in and set it on the nightstand, dropped a few drops of her orange scented essential oil into her oil diffuser, turned it on and made her way over to the light switch to turn off the lights. She reached for her phone to turn on a calming ocean sound that would last a few hours and let herself fall into her bed. She covered herself with a light blanket and laid there for a few minutes before she began to drift off to sleep, wondering if things might ever change in her life for the better.