-Aleigha's Eyes-
*sniff sniff*
I smell bacon...
Why is it pitch black in here? I felt around and I was the only one in the bed.
"Oh God please, I'll never get drunk again if you take this headache away!" My head was pounding...
I got up and felt my way to the bathroom and ran a hot shower immediately. I sat on the toilet for a little bit trying to get myself together.
"Hey Siri!"
I heard the phones response sound, "What time is it?"
"It's 1:15 PM." She said directly. I was so embarrassed, not only had I basically out drank everyone at the wedding, I caused a scene which probably gave people the wrong impression of me, and I was sleeping well into the day...Great, just great.
I grabbed a towel and rag off of the dresser and lathered the citrus scented body wash all over my skin. I could feel my headache lifting as the steam settled onto my skin.
I misted my face with rosewater, applied my TOPICALS moisturizer, and my Black Girl Sunscreen, then I moved onto my body care.
I walked out to see a bottle of water and a small dish with two white pills on it. I couldn't help but smile as I took a sip with the pills.
I laid this pink maxi dress and brown sandals on the bed and quickly threw on some Danessa Myricks skin tint and my Juvia's Place blush. I just used my edge tamer for my brows. I styled my hair in a high bun, but my earrings on and opened the door.
*gasp* Mitchell, you scared me!
"Oh - I'm sorry, I was just coming to wake you for brunch...How are you feeling?"
"I took a hot shower, so I'm feeling better. Thank you for the pain reliever."
"Of course." He seemed nervous.
"Are you okay?"
"Mhm"
"It's just if you want to talk more we can -"
"Mitchell I'm fine, we're fine...I wish you would have just told me so we could've avoided the soap opera last night, but that was yesterday. Let's start our today okay?"
I could tell he needed to heard that. I couldn't blame him for what happened yesterday, but he acknowledged his wrong in it and I was willing to let it go. I only wanted peace with him. He gave me the face kisses, mushing me between his hands. He always made me feel like I was the prettiest girl in the world...
"Why don't we go downstairs for breakfast...I love my mom, but that woman has been talkin' my head off, worried sick about you..."
I laughed wrapping my arm around his waist as his rest on my shoulders. "Well I don't want to keep the queen waiting".
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"There she is", I head Maeta whisper.
The chatter in the kitchen seized
