Bermuda

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A/N: if there are any mistakes or anything I apologise as I still need to edit. I also apologise for this chapter being short but a lot goes on so I think that makes up for it!

The day after the party, I was woken up by the loud screams of my mother.

"We're leaving for church in half an hour and if you're not down by then I will personally whoop your ass!"

My mother was never one to shout or get angry unless it was a serious situation. In fact, she was a relatively calm woman but for some reason, she was always cranky when it came to getting ready for church. She hated being late. And me? I was never the holiest person around with my potty mouth and what not but I do believe that there is a God. Going to church relaxed me especially as a little girl. I had lots of different coloured crucifixes hanging in my room but to this day I have no idea where they are now.

I took my phone from under my pillow and glanced at the time. It was 8:20am and mass started at 9. I groaned before running to my bathroom and taking a quick shower. I decided to wear skinny jeans and a navy blue buttoned up blouse as I wasn't bothered to look for anything too smart today. I combed my hair and tied it into a low ponytail. As for my makeup, I only put on some concealer, filled in my brows and put some lip gloss on. I ran down the stairs where my mother gifted me with a nutty cereal bar. My father was reading the newspaper as usual and my brother was listening to music with his headphones. It was so loud that I could just about pick up the words of the song. Then we went in the car and drove off.

When I was in church, I couldn't quite concentrate on what the priest was saying. My mind kept fluttering to the events that had happened last night at the party. Dancing with Barclay, then dancing with Theo. It dawned on me that sooner or later I was going to have to make a choice—and it wasn't going to be an easy one. I decided to take my mind off the dilemma I was facing by playing temple run on my phone—I only stood up and payed attention when we had to sing and when I was receiving communion.

On the ride home, I had received a text from the group chat my friends and I had made:

QUEEN_AMXYA: anyone else hung over and in extreme pain rn?  Couldn't even go 2 church 2day :'(

PARISFOREVER101: i don't get hungover, just rlly energetic. Just cleaned da whole house.

ME: well I didn't drink lol :) :)

KACYLOVESCHICKEN: me neither.

JESSATHEMESSER: maybe I shouldn't have played 3 rounds of beer pong after we danced. My head hurts like shit.

ME: lol I did warn u.

JESSATHEMESSER: u should have known I would ignore u. c'mon.

I chuckled to myself before locking my phone and staring out the window. I was still anxious from yesterday's events and one thing that I always did to calm me down was counting. Some days I would count birds, others it would be trees. So for the rest of the journey home, I counted the number of Ford cars that I had seen. I got 23 in total.

Changing back into Theo's sweatshirt that had been in my possession for a year and cotton shorts and then jumping into bed never felt so good. Even though it was only 11am, I was tired. So I decided on taking a nap. When I woke up, it was 4 and I rolled my eyes, knowing wasn't going to go to fall asleep again until like 2 am. I decided to head back downstairs when I heard violent coughing coming from my parent's room. I ran in only to see my dad, paler than I had ever seen him and coughing. My mother was next to him, comforting him.

"Dad?" I whimpered. "What's wrong?"

"I'm fine, Tesoro." He assured me. "Just feeling under the weather."