Forbidden Affections: Love Against The Odds

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I Gabriela I

Words cannot explain how muddled my brain is right now. I've got the headache from hell, my feet are sore from those cheap heels that I thought was a good idea to buy and my phone has been blowing up since 8:00AM. Surely people know that a hangover exists or am I gonna have to paint it over my fucking forehead and put a flag up on my balcony, at least I can be grateful that it's a Sunday other wise i'd be crawling on the floor like the exorcist or something. I can practically hear the world outside for some reason it's louder than normal, the sun is shining way to brightly and the sounds of people laughing, enjoying their lives is ringing in my head. The dull ache in the back of my head screams the moment I move a muscle, Rhea was kind enough to leave a bottle of water on my nightstand which was sweet. I reach for it, ignoring the throbs of my awful hangover:this shit hurts. The water was like a blessing, I had never gulped down a bottle so greedily before in my life, it made me feel  less on the brink of death. I finally have the guts to get out of my pit and make a start to my day, I still haven't really thought about last night, I just remember crying to Rhea before I fell asleep-she practically put me to bed. As I swing my legs over the edge of my bed, my feet touch the cold floor sending a slight chill down my spine, I take a moment to steady myself because I know if I stand right now, I'll probably fall over, the dizziness is not it.

Pushing myself up, my head spins slightly but I remind myself that i've got shit to do. I shuffle myself to the bathroom to assess the damages from last night and holy shit I look bad. My make up has turned more into kids face paint, my mascara is smudged on three different points of my face, my hair looks like something out of a horror film and my lipstick let's not even talk about that. I feel like screaming in the mirror and the sight of me, god i'm just thinking of what I must of looked like last night after I had tears basically pouring out of me like Niagara Falls, I really hope I didn't stare long enough for them to notice, I decide the only way to save me is a scorching hot shower. I quickly strip off the remainder of my clothes because I was only left in a tank top and my pants from the night before and hop into the shower letting the water cascade over my body, I can feel the tension in my muscles start to wash away. A visage of last nights shit show cloud over my brain like fog, the last night of the year that's meant for celebrations and good times ended up being the worst start of the year ever. Lucas cheating on me and Lara practically rubbing it in wasn't called for. I can feel my eyes welling up again, I'm standing here, drowning in heartbreak with a mix of anger, trying to grasp the reality that my trust had been shattered and everything that i'd had done for him was a waste.

My phone is still going crazy, A ding has been going off every couple minutes since 8:00AM. I spent most of the morning ignoring it because I really can't be bothered to deal with anymore shit today. It's probably Rhea, I know she means well but I just need the morning to decompress and get myself together before I decide to tell Lucas i'm coming over to grab my things that he apparently treasured so deeply in his heart blah fucking blah: let this day end already. I step out onto the tiled floor making sure not to slip because I still haven't thought about getting a mat yet i've had very near death experiences in this bathroom. I pat my self dry before chucking on my robe and making my way back to my bedroom where I continue to get ready, starting with my some light skin care In hopes it would lighten the obvious bags under my eyes. Once I felt somewhat human, I grabbed the nearest hoodie and sweatpants and throwing my hair up into a bun, finishing the look off with some natural makeup-a bit of concealer to hide the dark circles, mascara to open up my eyes a little and a swipe of lip balm, I can finally sense the normality coming back. It's time to check how many messages Rhea has sent me, i'm thinking about thirty or so but too my surprise there's only fifteen unread notifications which isn't bad coming from Rhea.

7:58AM Rhea: Are you alive?
8:02AM Rhea: I couldn't sleep last night, message me when you wake up.
8:15AM Rhea: I'm gonna kill Lucas.
8:30AM Rhea: If you're not awake by 9AM, i'm coming over.