When the Summer Comes

Chapter 5:

 The plan was to drink until the pain over,

but what's worse, the pain or the hangover?  

| Cherie |

I woke up to the smell of eggs and my body immediately took action. Hang overs sucked. 

Wanting to regurgitate so badly I ran to the bathroom, yet I found myself in someone's closet instead. 

It was too late though. All my puke was soaked on the carpet floor of the closest and I cringed once I remembered whose closet it was for. 

"Good morning sleepy head. Cherie where are...OH my f-cking GOD!" 

 I honestly felt so bad. If I were her I'd be just as pissed. At least I didn't get it on any of her clothes. I think. 

"I'm soooo sorry Gia. I thought I was home," I apologized with sincerity in my eyes. 

 She sighed and rolled her eyes. "It's whatever. But you're cleaning this s***."

I walked out making sure I didn't step on any of that mess and sat on her bed as she got a bucket to put by my side. 

"I made you breakfast." She pushed the tray over to me. Everything was on it. Everything I liked anyway. I was always a big breakfast person.

"Thanks Gia! You don't know how much I appreciate this."

 Once I took my first bite it was over. I was devouring this food as if I hadn't eaten in fifty days. 

I only really had one question lingering in my mind though. 

"Did I do anything crazy last night?" It was rare that I ever got drunk. Twisted? Maybe. Drunk though? Naw. But I'm sure last night I was really gone, because I couldn't remember a thing even if my life depended on it.

"Well you dropped your drink all over Reyna and she almost fought you," she  murmured after clearing her throat and laughing. 

Ahh s***. I mean I wasn't a fan of the girl, but that was still pretty messed up on my part. 

"What the hell? She probably hates me now." If she didn't already. I continued, "did I do it maliciously or something?" 

Gia gave me a look and I knew that there was nothing good behind it. 

"She was flirting with O and you complained to me about it. Then they danced," she paused, "ooohhh it gets better. So Jermaine showed up and Reyna was dancing with him too. Next thing you know your drink was all over her. If the guys didn't hold you back, you probably would've murdered the girl." 

First off why was Jermaine there he said he wasn't even going. 

I just find it so funny how Reyan was all over O and my ex Jermaine. And why the hell would I drop my juice on Reyna if she was dancing with J? 

Trust me.  I'm over him. We're actually good friends.

 I shook my head and Gia began speaking again, "Oh and you told O you hated him." 

What the f-ck? I hope that was all I really did. 

"You really ohdeed on his ass, like you were acting mad foul," she continued then sighed. I needed to get in contact with him. 

But first I needed to take a shower, get into some new clothes, and as Tamar would say "go get my life". 

"Thanks for everything again! I owe you! Big time!" 

Gia smiled and uttered, "no problem. And that you do. My parents are out of town and Trey was supposed to spend the weekend, but thanks to you nada. And you really hog the covers when you sleep. Your future hubby is going to need all the luck he can get." 

I laughed and hugged her tightly. I needed to get home and clean up myself, but not after I cleaned up the mess that I left in her closet.

****

After a nice long shower at home, Chris stopped by to see how I was doing; which must've taken a lot for him to do because he can't stand our father. I don't blame him though, especially for how he left his family. 

"I'm bout' to hit up the courts. You trying to slide through," he questioned taking off his shoes and lying on my bed. 

Usually I would care, but it was Chris. We shared the same blood. 

Crazy how we've known each other since kindergarten, but never knew that we were related till the second grade. 

And I almost had a crush on him in the first. That was until Aviva thought he was cute, so I fell back. A blessing in disguise. No one wants to find out that the person they like or talk to is their actual sibling. 

Just thinking about it creeped me the f*** out.

"Yeah I guess I'll go. Odell will probably be there and I gotta apologize to him." Chris laughed sarcastically while sitting up on the bed, "good luck with that s***." 

Trust me, I know my brother. He wanted to say a lot more, but was keeping mum. 

"What's that suppose to mean? I didn't like the way you said that Chris." 

I'm just saying yall both confused." 

"About?" I don't understand why he's being all secretive.

"Each other." 

"He said something to you," I asked trying to appear as if I wasn't that interested if he did which made Chris chuckle even more. "Naw and you not about to get me to break guy code." 

Soon we heard footsteps by the doorway and without knocking our father entered the room. 

Like I know it's your house, but s**** at least knock. What if I was butt ass naked? 

He probably heard the voice of a dude and got suspicious. 

I turned to look at Chris' facial expression and like always he looked off into the window as if he didn't care. Not even acknowledging his presence. 

"Whats up Chris? I didn't know you were here," he spoke out, trying to get rid of the awkward aura in the room. 

"Yeah Cedric." He stepped back a bit. I don't get how he was taken aback every time. What did he expect that one day out of the blue Chris would just call him dad? 

"Alright if you guys need anything I'll be down stairs," he replied and walked out sheepishly. 

"Your dad is something else," Chris whispered and I rolled my eyes. 

Deep down, though he would never say it out loud, I think Chris was a bit envious. Both of our mothers were impregnated at the same time and my mother got stuck with him. 

I never got why he left Chris' mom. Maybe it's just not for me to get. But I know that Chris wants to know. Unlike me he never had a dad, a father yes, but a dad no. 

Chris wouldn't say it, but I think he's still yearning for that and I hope he gets it. Out of all the men in my life, Chris has been the only one who hasn't hurt me. 

He really is a good person. 

"F*** you thinking about so much? Odell's stupid ass," he teased knocking me out of my thoughts. 

"Naw you." 

"Cherie this ain't the first grade. You're my f****** sister," he replied grossed out. Okay so maybe I shouldn't have told him about my almost crush in the first grade. 

"Don't be so full of yourself dude. Let's go anyway. I'm a text Aviva to stop by." 

"Her fine ass," he mumbled. 

Thinking about it, they'd actually be pretty cute together.

 "You so like her."

"It's not even like that. She just fine as f***," he said then got up to put his shoes.

 Yeah sure.