This Is The End

The Hangover

Amelia woke to her alarm clock ringing in her ears, she turned it off then proceeded to open the curtains to reveal a sunny day, only a few clouds dotted the pale blue sky. Although it was November, so it was freezing.
She had only just realized she slept in yesterday's clothes, and looked in the mirror. She laughed at how much her makeup had smudged.
"I look like I'm joining the black parade" she laughed.
She went and took a shower and felt much cleaner. She put her black ripped jeans and her Metallica top on then scraped her hair into a messy bun.
She walked out of her room and looked round the corner of her sisters door, she was still sleeping. Her mom was already at work, so Amelia had to get her sister and her breakfast again.
The stairs creaked slightly as she hopped downstairs and turned on the radio. Her mood was good considering she had a tattoo done the day before, which surprisingly didn't hurt as much as she thought.
She flicked the kettle on and it made a grinding noise. It was old, at least 6 years. It made shitty coffee but no one could bring themselves to throw it away.
Amelia opened the back door to see how cold it was, revealed a slumped man holding a bottle of vodka.
"Frank?"
The man looked up, his eyes squinted in the sun. It was frank. He looked rough. His car wasn't there and he was drunk.
"Oh hey" His voice was quite raspy.
"Frank what are you doing?"
"Ummm I'm not sure you should ask Frank" then he giggled.
"Are you drunk?" Amelia asked as she pulled him up to stand.
"Probably" he responded as he was being pulled over to the couch. "Is it morning?"
"Yes, have you been drinking all night?"
"No" he giggled
What am I gonna do? I got a drunk man to take care of!
She pulled off his jacket and threw away the vodka bottle.
Her sister walked downstairs,
Shit
"Hey it's that man from the tattoo place, why is he here?" Her sister asked quizzically, making herself a pop tart.
"Well, he needs to come and help me, um, with my tattoo and stuff"
Amelia stood him up and pulled him upstairs away from her sister.
"Where ya taking me?" He asked
"To the bathroom"
"Why?"
"No reason"
Amelia locked them in the bathroom, and sat Frank down, leaning against the bath tub. She knew he was gonna throw up.
"Okay Frank, soon you're gonna throw up and we gotta wait till that happens."
"Umm okay then" he said. He looked very confused at that.
But in around 15 minutes he was throwing up into the toilet, Amelia rubbing his back. As soon as he was done regurgitating vodka she cleaned him up and took him back downstairs and made him a coffee.
"So now what?" Said a slightly uneasy frank, sipping on a hot coffee.
"Well we gotta take my sister to school in a few minutes. And you're hungover"
I don't even know how I'm gonna look after 2 kids today let alone 1.
Her sister hopped downstairs wearing her blue skirt and light pink polo shirt. She shoved some books into her bag and said "okay I'm ready to go to school now"
"Kay then let's take you to hell" said Amelia. Her sister giggled, "mom doesn't like you using those words"
"But moms not here is she?" Amelia responded, taking her sisters hand.
"C'mon frank we gotta go take her to school." Frank put his coffee down and picked up his jacket. "Man I'm getting a real bad headache" he said, following them to the front door.
"Here, these will help you not to die in the sun." Amelia threw him a pair of sunglasses. He slipped them on and they started walking to the elementary school.

(Oh how it's been so long, I'm so sorry I've been gone. I've been busy writing smut for, YOU)

(Like I have a storyline I just don't know how to fucking write it down. And I'm back at school so Ill try and write more chapters when I can)

(Stay sp00py)