Lisa
I stumbled out of the elevator and kicked off my shoes, the room starting spinning and I had to lean on the arm of the sofa for a couple of seconds to get my equilibrium back to normal. I walked into the bedroom and a wave of relief went through me when I saw Jennie sleeping in bed.
I didn't have fun tonight no matter many drinks I drank, how many songs I danced to, or how many people I talked to, all I could think about was Jennie and what I could do to not make her mad at me anymore. But the more I thought about her, the more nervous I became, because Jennie was kind of scary when she was mad and that made me drink a lot to calm my nerves. Before I knew it, I was eight shots and three beers in and completely wasted.
All I remember from tonight was that Diane kept trying to dance up on me and after the seventh time of me pushing her away, she finally stopped trying but not before giving me a steely look.
I walked over to the bed and started peeling off my clothing as quietly as I could and crawled into bed in just my underwear. I hugged Jennie closer to me, my body finally relaxing as soon as her body came in contact with mine.
I missed her tonight and I felt off without her next to me knowing that we weren't on good terms right now. Jennie moved closer to me turning around in my arms with her eyes still closed. It felt like a heavy weight was lifted off my chest when she did that because even though she wasn't conscious, whether or not she meant to snuggle closer, it felt like just a regular night of us falling asleep while cuddling. I leaned in and gave her forehead a kiss, "I love you." I whispered softly. Butterflies appeared in my stomach, I did it. I finally said it. Granted, she was asleep, but it was baby steps.
I woke up alone in bed and with a pounding headache, giving up trying to open my eyes, I reached around blindly for my cell phone. It was a bad idea to drink so much last night but I was grateful that I had today off. I squinted at the time on my phone and was relieved that it was still mid-morning. I was supposed to move my stuff into my new place. I already felt bad that I ditched my mom and Lia this weekend when I should've helped them move in but I was hoping that they understood. I slid off the bed grudgingly and started to get ready to start a new day.
