What Hurts the Most

Feeling Accomplished

Kimberly's  P.O.V

The ray of sunshine streaming through my window, makes my  tired chocolate brown eyes squint. I glimpse at my Hello Kitty alarm clock and it says its 11 o'clock . I guess that squashes the idea of even going to church. I close my eyes, turn around a grab my favourite pillow. This pillow really needs to wash, it smells very manly. I then feel a warm breath on the top of my head. Hold the phone a second, pillows don't breathe. I open my eyes and I get the shock of my life when I see a very half naked Jeremy lying next to me.

"Jeremy" I shriek. Jeremy shoots up in a panic.

"Kimberly what the heck? Are you okay?" Jeremy is just staring at me confusedly. He's making me feel so insecure, right now. It's like he's staring straight through me. I really should have covered up. Can he tell I'm not wearing a bra. How in the world can he go to sleep  and wake up looking normal. His hair is still quaffed the right way. When I wake up my hair looks like a nest. I always have dry drool on the side of my mouth. I must look like a mess right now. Jeremy just stop looking at me already.

" Kimberly can you calm down I have a headache the size of Texas? "  Helena mutters as she slowly gets up from her long slumber. Helena normally looks like an Egyptian princess when she wakes up, but not today. Her curly hair is tied into a messy bun, emphasis on the word messy. Her hazel eyes are being weighed down by her eyelids. Her clothes doesn't look too bad, especially since I changed her into a much slacker shirt.

" Helena are you okay? You were pretty out of it last night. You need a bucket, water ,some aspirin?" Jeremy asks quietly, trying not to make Helena's head hurt, anymore than it already does.

"Thanks Jeremy but, I'm fine, Jeremy? Jeremy? Why are you here ? In the middle of the morning? Half naked, in Kimberly's bed... Oh My Gosh.... I'm so happy a little grossed out ,that you would do it with me still in the room but, awww I'm  so happy." Helena just blurts out almost screaming. I think she forgot about her headache.  I still don't know what she's raving on about really. I thought people with hangovers acted like pregnant, vampirish zombies; half dead, grunting, hiding from the sun and throwing up. She still continues to rant " Oh My Kimberly you have bed head, you're not wearing a bra I knew two liked each other.

I just realized what's going on, she thinks that we "Ewww, No gross, No offence Jeremy" I gush. That's just plain out disturbing. Of all people, she should know how I feel about sex before marriage, and with Jeremy for that matter. The idea alone gives my body the chills and not in a good way. It kinda looks that way but I'm just glad that my mom or Miss Rodriguez didn't walk in and see us. If they did I would not hear the end of it. Jeremy isn't saying anything, he's just  blankly staring at me. Can he smell my morning breath? Do I look that bad? Kimberly why do you care, its just Jeremy.

"Okay if you can give me a logical explanation, as to why my best friends are sleeping together in the same bed, half naked then I'll believe you." she says purposely directing the question to Jeremy than to me. Jeremy isn't like Helena and I. He isn't a morning person. His thoughts aren't fully gathered as soon as he wakes up and she knows that. Jeremy stammers in attempt of saying something intelligent.  Seeing Jeremy struggle to make a proper sentence, just makes me feel strangely guilty, so to save him from his misery ,I interrupt him.

" So basically, you got drunk at Dereck's party, so someone called me to pick you up, because you were passed out on the floor. When I got to the party I was so lost. Thankfully, Jeremy was there he helped me find you. He carried you to the car and he drove all of us home in my car. Then Jeremy carried you to bed. But, when Jeremy was going to leave to go home, we realized that my mom and my nanny was up. We couldn't find a logical reason as to why Jeremy was coming out of my bedroom at 4 in the morning so we decided he could sleep here." I  gasped. It felt like I blurted all of that out in only one breath.