Curtains Closed

Chapter Three

Several minutes past, I wasn't sure how long. I started to feel faint from seeing all the blood on my hands. I heard a knock on the door "Alex!"
"Matt!" 'elp me!" I shouted, he came in. He must've known where the spare keys were and unlocked the door
"Oh for fucks sake!"
"I'm sorreh" I moaned
"You fuckin' twat!" He turned the tap off and pulled me into the bathroom and sat me down on the toilet seat. I heard faint sounds, but started to fall asleep. Suddenly I felt something on my face, I opened my eyes and saw matt "stay awake" he sighed "look mate, you've got bloody glass in your hands, do you have any tweezers?" I looked down at my hands, they were glistening in the light
"Yeah, er just in there" I groaned and nodded my head toward the bathroom cabinet
"This could hurt, I dunno you may be too fuckin' drunk" I felt short sharp pains in my hands yet ignored them. After who knows how long, Matt told me he'd done, he was talking to me, but I wasn't taking anything in.

I could feel a woozyness take over me, "I'm gonna vomit" I said quickly
"What?" Matt asked mid sentence
"Vomit, I'm gonna vomit"
"Fuck!" He pulled me off the toilet seat, and lifted it up, then put my head over it.
"Matt me hair" I said, not wanting to get anything in it
"For fucks sake, people'd think you're a fuckin' girl" he mumbled as he pulled my hair back from my face.

I started vomiting, sourness was taking over my mouth. I coughed into the toilet "keep goin'" I heard Matt tell me. He patted me on the back as he sat down next to me on the side of the bath. I lifted my head up, thinking I was done, yet felt it come back up and put my head back down. "How much did you fuckin' drink Al?"
"I don't know" I said quietly between breaths
"Just finish it off, come on" I kept going until what seemed like everything was back out.

"Up ya get" Matt said as he lifted me up by the arms. I started to fall into him, yet he stopped me with his arms. "Let's get you cleaned up Al" he tied my hair up and took my vomit soaked top off. "Go have a shower, I'll clean up the glass and shit" I heard him yawn after
"Thanks matt" I said raspily
"You'd do the same for me"

Matt left and closed the door, I got undressed and went into the shower. I let the hot water run down my face. I could feel myself sobering up slightly, yet a headache came with it. I cleaned myself then put a towel on and opened the bathroom door to see some track suit bottoms and an old shirt. I got dressed into them, then laid down on my couch and fell asleep.

"Wake up Al" Matt said, I jumped slightly but then remembered why he was here
"I'm really sorreh"
"Mate, you're words are all slurred and you're still 'alf drunk"
"I'm sorreh" I said, I put my head in my hands
"Look, I woke you up to get you into an actual bed instead of the couch"
"Thank you" he guided me over into my room and I fell onto the bed
"I've cleaned everything up, you don't need to worreh"
"Matt you're the best"
"I can hardly understand you mate, get some sleep. I'm gonna sleep in the spare room so if you need me I'll be in there aight?"
"Thank you" I mumbled. He patted me on the shoulder then left. I fell straight asleep and didn't wake up once.