Spoken For

Chapter Two

I groaned in my pillow as I was waking up. Feeling groggy and sore... and... hungover... I regret drinking last night but last night was so much fun. I danced like nobody's business or should I say bidness.

I giggled.

Sitting up to look at my phone. The first thing I looked at, was the time. It was already 12:40 pm. My head was beginning to pound and all I wanted to do was sleep. I knew I couldn't though. I had stuff to do.

I got in the shower which helped me become wide awake and soothed all my aches from last nights adventures. I really had to do that more often. It was my first party. Ever. I was in my thoughts. I couldn't help but let my mind wonder off to the guy who was staring at me like crazy. It felt good to finally have someone pay attention to me like that. All my high school years was spent making sure I was okay to graduate. I wasn't keeping a 4.0 gpa but I still was smart so I'd give myself that.
Throwing my long hair in a towel after drying off, I began to get ready. I ran over to the playlist that was about to turn on and I started to dance softly. This was my jam!!!

"DONT FRICK WITH MY FREEEDOM! I CAME HERE TO GET MEE SOME, IM NASTY IM EVIL!!" Blasting through my room from my speaker from me as well. I just laughed and giggled. Miley Cyrus had went through a lot through her career but this song was amazing.

  When everything was ready I looked myself in the mirror to look myself over. I didn't need a lot of makeup. I applied only some mascara and some concealer over my bags under my eyes. I looked fine. I wasn't trying to impress anyone anyway.
  My hair was wavy and it hung past the middle of my back. It was a dark shade of brown but with auburn tent into it. People always complimented me for it but I just didn't like it, yannoe? Whatever though.

  I went to grab my phone and called Bridget. It rang all the way through and brought me to her voicemail. I huffed. Guess I'll have to run errands by myself. Walks over to my dresser to grab my keys and slowly walks out of my room to get to the door. Grocery shopping by yourself is legit no fun. I need to though, if I don't go I'll starve and die.
   Giggling to myself. If anyone knew what went on through my head they'd think I was a comedian but also a psycho patient. I yelled at my mom that I'd be right back, just needed to grab a few things. All I heard was her giggle, she had another man in the house. I rolled my eyes.

Walking out to my car, I bounced right in my car drove off to the grocery store. During the drive to the store all I could think about was hearing another man in the house. After my father passing away all I've done was be there for my mom. I had no time to grieve for my father.
My dad died from a horrible accident, but all she does now is just keep bringing guys over and over and over. When was it ever going to stop? It's like I'm raising my mom. She's the teenager and I'm the mom. Roles have switched but I'm graduating soon so it wasn't a big deal but it really was. My dad meant everything to my mom but did I mean anything to her? She never asks if I'm okay. All she does is work and gets drunk when she's by herself. She has a job but she's a bartender at Buffalos. It's a nice restaurant but only if you liked guys all over you that smelled like cigarettes and alcohol and not only that but to be looked at 24/7.
Finally getting to the store like twenty minutes later I begin to grab my wallet and push my door closed and locks it right behind me. Feeling my anxiety take flight as I walk past everyone, I tensed my body and keep walking. I could feel my stomach trembling from the anxiety. I hated when this happened. I grabbed a cart and started shopping for everything I needed and eventually got done and checked out.

I headed my way home and hoped that he wouldn't be there when I got home. I hated new guys. Anyway! Once I pulled up to my house, it seemed quiet inside so I got out of the car grabbed my groceries and went inside. I put the stuff on the counter an reached to put my fruit in the refrigerator when I spotted her boy toy looking at me.

"What?" Asking him with an arched eyebrow.

"Nothing, I never got to meet you so i figured I would introduce myself.. Sorry if I bothered" he says walking to the couch and plumps right on the couch.

"You're not bothering me but nice to meet you too" I roll my eyes and finish putting my crap in the refrigerator.

I feel so uncomfortable right now. Why did he want to meet me? He wasn't going to be around long. I giggled out loud. Noticing he turned his head my direction and I shut right up.

"Sorry wasn't at you. My friend messaged me" I lied, lifting up my phone.

"All good, so what's your name?" He asked.

Great. Now he is trying to get to know me.

"My name is Elizabeth." I say to him looking at other things then him. 

"Nice to meet you again Elizabeth, my name is Rio" he chuckles, getting up from the couch to shake my hand.

Cringes at his hand but takes it anyway and shakes his hand.

"You too Rio" I say fake smiling.

Leaving the kitchen after that to my car. I look down at my phone and sighs in relief. Bridget finally messaged me. 

"You want to go to this bonfire with me? I'm sorry I missed out on everything today but I met this really cute guy last night and he is going to be there. Maybe you can finally meet someone. You snack!"

Hesitating to reply back. Did I really want to go? I wasn't so sure because I was so sore and I didn't want to be a party pooper.  I'm not going to sit inside. I'll wear whatever and call it a night. Replying.

"Yeah I'll go but I'm wearing something comfortable and I'm not drinking"

She replies back instantly.

"You're the best ;) <3"

I jump in my car and decide to go to a store to grab some waters which I forget to get. Once I get back I'll start to get ready.