Triple Threat

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

"Hey angel in the snow
I'm under the mistletoe
You are the one
You're my very own christmas love" - Christmas Love - Justin Bieber

When I woke up, I was confused. Very confused.

And I felt like shit. Not only did I feel like shit, I also smelt like shit.

I forced my eyes open and noticed I was lying on a couch with my clothes from last night on.

Where the hell am I?

I lifted my pounding head and squinted my eyes around the room, trying to figure out where I was and how I got there. I then realized I was in Austin's living room.

I'm not sure if I even want to know how I ended up here.

I'm sure Austin is pretty pissed off at me too. I imagine he is the reason why I'm here and not passed out somewhere at the party or some random person's house. He doesn't like when I go out partying and drinking somewhere and he's not there. He gets worried about me and I know that which is why I don't do it often. Also, because I don't like the way it makes me feel afterwards.

Kinda like how I feel right now.

I slowly try to lift myself up in a sitting position but my head is hurting so bad. As soon as I do, my stomach rumbles and I can feel puke start rising in my throat. I sprint to the nearest bathroom and thankfully I made it to the toilet before I started throwing up.

I groaned as I laid my head in my hands after puking.

Why did I think drinking would be a good idea last night?

"Rough night huh?" I wince as Austin's loud voice makes my head hurt worse. Flashes of last night's events of drinking the pain away after seeing Matt dancing with his ex come back to me.

"You could say that." I say, my voice coming out hoarsely.

He chuckled lightly before placing an aspirin and a glass of water down on the counter. "Thanks," I mumbled before swallowing down the pill that will hopefully dull the pain from my headache.

I lean against the bathtub as I continue to sit on the floor. Austin just stands there looking at me, probably waiting for me to ask how I ended up here last night but right now I don't feel like talking about it.

I need some food in my system first.

As if reading my mind, Austin speaks up, "I'll go make some breakfast and then we need to talk."

I nodded and he left the bathroom, leaving me alone with my own thoughts.

My mind was spinning after remembering last night. I can't believe I got so drunk last night.

Why didn't Vanessa try and stop me? Oh right, she's always stuck up Eli's ass all the time.

I sighed, I shouldn't be mad at Vanessa. This isn't her fault. It's all mine.

I stood up from my sitting position on the floor and decided to take a shower because I honestly smelled terrible. The lingering scent of alcohol and puke don't mix real well.

Taking a warm shower felt nice. It was like as the water rained down and ran down my body, it cleaned my body but also cleansed away the stupidity of me getting drunk. It washed away the events of last night and went down the drain.

After my shower, I got dressed in a old sweatshirt I used to keep here and some of Austin's old sweatpants that don't fit him anymore.

I looked myself in the mirror as I brushed my wet hair. I didn't really want Austin to see me this way; dressed down and no makeup on.