Chapter 3

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Chapter three

19th of December 2014

The next morning:

I emerge from my sleep slowly as my senses regroup. The first thing I register is the silk sheets against my naked skin. The second is that I am alone in this bed.

The cold place where a large warm body once laid startles me awake, the light from the partly closed curtain blinds me and it takes me a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the lighting.

He isn't here. He really did leave me, even after last night.

I am overcome with sadness and I have the sudden urge to start crying like a blubbering idiot.

I wipe the tears from my eyes then look around but all I find is my clothes folded neatly on a nearby chair and a small note on top of the pillow beside me.

Well, at least he left some kind of evidence that he was here with me. If there was nothing I am sure I would have thought last night was just a very dirty dream.

I pick it up and read through it quickly, though it only has a few rushed sentences written on it. But even with so little writing it does boost my mood a little.

'I hope last night was just as amazing for you as it was for me. Luke is demanding we leave now. I'm not sure how long I'll be gone but I promise I'll be back when I can. Wait for me, please.

Love Jared.'

It's small and it makes me hope that he really will be back. One day. But I was telling the truth about me not being able to wait forever. Even though it hurt to think that one day I will just stop waiting and move on with someone else.

And a part of me thinks that while he's gone he'll be sleeping with every girl he comes across and eventually he'll forget me.

He is working to become a rock star so I guess it's bound to happen eventually anyway, right?

He has never really shown much interest in other girls in school before but that might just mean he likes mature women. But then why had he shown such an interest in me last night.

Jared had flirted with me before but I had always thought he was playing. Is it possible that all that time he was being serious and I had just laughed in his face? I really hope not.

Trying not to get too tearful over this situation I get out of bed feeling sticky in different places and have a quick wash before getting dressed back into last night's clothes.

At least no one can accuse me of doing the walk of shame. I'm pretty sure 97% of the people who were here last night are still in last nights' clothes. And besides, no one would have noticed me in my sensible jeans and blouse because everyone else was in short shorts and little skirts.

Once I am presentable and I don't look like I just lost my V-Card I leave the room and walk the halls until I am outside.

Some people are awake but it seems too early for the others to be up yet. From the tipped over kegs, plastic cups littering the grass and the foul stench in the air I'm guessing it was a wild party last night.

Surprisingly though, Mary and Sarah are awake and moving around with birds' nests as hair and smudged makeup across their faces.

"Hey, Crys. I'm not feeling so well so can you drive." Sarah whispers, handing me her car keys and wincing at every sound.

I smile and accept, helping her half carry, half drag a disoriented Mary into her car.

"Where do you guys want to go?" I ask, raising my voice slightly and revelling as they both flinch at the sound.

"Shush. Just take us to yours. I think we'll be asleep the rest of the day anyway and there is no way I'm letting my parents see me like this."

I follow her instructions, trying not to laugh at how much pain they seem to be in just by the sound of the engine.

Although they are both too consumed by their hangovers I am glad I have my friends with me today. I'm sure if I didn't have them with me I would be sad and depressed all day.

I can always count on them to distract me when I need it, even when I don't. They are the best friends a girl could ask for.
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