Memories

Prologue

A girl woke up alone, with a terrible headache with her clothes discarded everywhere not remembering the night before clearly with the stinky smell of alcohol and a sore body, she knew something had happened that night, good or bad no idea, the only thought in her mind was she had a one night stand with blurred memories. Getting up from the bed she collected her clothes. She made a beeline toward the door to get out of the hotel room, buying ibuprofen for the hungover still trying to remember the night before which only made her headache worse. Hence, she discarded the thoughts she was having about remembering the guy, the thing she did remember was coming here with her co-worker after a stressful and hectic day. Soreness enveloped her lower body, choosing to ignore the pain. She hailed a cab towards her apartment.

Stepping inside, gulping the medicine with water. She looked at herself in the full-length mirror by the front door, and she was met with the site of her mascara and lipstick smudged on her face, her neck visible through her beige silk spaghetti dress that reached mid-thigh that was covered in hickeys. sighing and mentally scolding herself to leave the hotel without checking herself in the mirror. but she was more angry at herself for being this careless, she always had controlled her alcohol but yesterday she was drowned in tiredness to not notice this. but in the back of her mind, the main thing she was trying not to focus on was the guy she gave her body to she knew it shouldn't be a big deal as according to her she was just a scared bitch who hadn't had a one night stand all 21 years of her life. It's not like she was a virgin. No, she has been in relationships, but the idea of a one-night stand never sat right with her. She was the kind of girl to believed in commitment and love, but that changed after her past failed relationships.

Stripping from her clothes she made her way towards the bathroom, standing in lukewarm water feeling relieved from the warm and cozy sensation. drowned in her thoughts. After getting dressed for work, she wore Garnet coloured trousers with a pink oversized shirt with light brown wavy hair descending her shoulder in a messy pony, she made her way toward her firm. 

Unbeknownst to her, a single night would change her life for better or for worse, as this is a story about Amelia Allen and her lovers. 

<3<3<3<3<3

so I had a idea to write this story will I was trying to sleep I do have a rough idea on where I wanna take this story but I don't think I will continue if I won't get motivation. so if you'll want me to write this story then Let me know in the comment section or on my profile.

love you'll

Adios

<3