𝐱𝐢.
𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧
ELLIOT WOKE UP WITH THE worlds biggest headache, he could barely open his blacked eyes but even with his eyes halfway close he could see the beautiful girl laying on him.
She looked so peaceful while sleeping, it almost made him forgot how much she hated him.
He carefully moved so he wouldn't wake her up and walked into the bathroom where he ran into his sister.
"Alright, I let it slid the first time but who the fuck is that chick in your room? And what happened to your face, damn." She asked confusedly.
"It's a long story, I really just need some fucking tylenol." Elliot tried to change the subject and squeeze pass her but it didn't succeed.
"She's different, ain't she?"
"Something like that."
Finally his-sister left him alone to down half the bottle of pills which didn't help the pain in his face at all, if anything it backfired.
Desiree got woken up by the sound of repeated throwing up, she climbed out of his bed and followed the sound.
She glanced down at Elliot who was puking his guts out. "Ew..."
"Yeah, i'm good, thanks for asking." Elliot scoffed, flushing the toilet and leaning against it.
"Damn, pretty boy you're face is brutal." She chuckled but he obviously didn't find it funny.
She rolled his eyes at his silence, squatting down on the clean bathroom tiles to be closer to him.
Part of him felt sympathetic but she quickly remembered his stupidity is the reason he was in the situation in the first place.