Walking Danger

Chapter 11

Zee-Annas pov

My head feels like there have been nails drilled into my skull. The pounding feels like its trying to push my eyes out. Why do I feel like this. I didn't drink yesterday! Yesterday...yesterday... yesterday... what was I doing? What was I doing. I went to a party! I got there and drank juice and danced. What happened after that??
Why can't I remember??

I look down at myself and I see that I'm wearing a dress. Thats proof that I went out last night. On the side of my bed are stilettos. I defiantly only wear those when I go out. I slowly get up and walk toward the mirror. My body is a bit stiff but not sore. My virgina feels fine so I wasn't raped. Thank Goodness. 

The time is 8am. Its not too late. I take a shower and go downstairs to get something for my headache. I find aspirin and drink it with cold water. No one is awake yet. Which is a relief because I don't know if I came stumbling through the house drunk yesterday. I'm sure someone knows what happened yesterday. It would probably be smarter to eat something first. I make enough  pancakes, egg and bacon for everyone.

The smell of what I hope is my delicious cooking draws Bella out of bed. How does a person look so perfect in the morning? Her hair is tied in a bun and shes wearing a red satin rob. She looks like a model.

"Good morning" she greets me and walks toward the kitchen.
"Morning" I reply.
"You made breakfast?" She asks with a surprised look on her face. Yes bitch I cooked.
She makes herself coffee and sits next to me with her plate. I can feel a bit of tension radiating off her. We sit in silence until she gets the courage to talk.

"How was your party?" She asks
"It was good, made some new friends."
"Okay, I'm gonna keep it straight with you. You came home reeking of alcohol and God knows what else, and your father is not happy." She doesn't tell me this in an angry voice. She keeps it light but stern, a warning.

I want to tell her that I didn't drink. I'm not suppose to , it was part of the agreement that they let me out on. I said I wasn't an addict and they had no way to prove it. I can't slip, ever! The case isn't closed they could come back for me and use drinking against me. If I tell her that I didn't drink then she'll ask what happened then I have to tell her I don't know. Its gonna make a mess. Its best to keep quite, attracts less attention.

"Thank you for the warning" I simply reply. I get up to put my plats down. She opens her mouth to say something but I'm up the stairs before she can make a sound.

I take a shower and decide to go for a walk but my plan was ruined by the warden
"Sit" he says sternly. I decide it would be best to obey.
"Who bought you home last night?"
What a random question. " CJ" I reply with such confidence.
My dad looks shocked. He then looks to his wife and they exchange silence communication.

"I was asleep when you came home so I just wanted to know"
"I'm sorry I woke you up Isabel" I say.
She simply nods but they are both frowning. Now would be a good time to take that walk.

It terrifies me that I don't remember what happened  last night. But I can not let fear consume me. I make people afraid not the other way around. I just need to figure out what happened last night. Its clear someone messed with me and when I find them they will wish they never even looked my way.