Slore Be Gone!

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                                                        ~ Chapter Nineteen ~

"Every one says you only fall in love once... but that's not true. Because every time I see you, I fall in love all over again." ~Unkown

            I was dying. 

         My lungs was caving in, I could barely open my eyes, and it felt like my head was going to explode. 

            "Mmrhrhsdfff." I mumbled underneath whatever was on top of me. I started to move my body side to side, trying to push over the thing on top of me.

              I kicked my feet out and connected with something solid, "Ouch!"

              The thing moved off top of me, and fresh air was brought to my lungs once again. "Jesus Abby, what the hell was that for?" Lily asked, rubbing her side while glaring at me from the floor. 

             "That thing was you?" I asked and she rolled her eyes. 

             "Who did you think it was? We are roommates, you know."

               I closed my eyes at her voice and hoarsely whispered, "Shh, don't talk so loud."

             She chuckled, "Oh yeah, I say you have one hell of a hangover, girlfriend. You had one crazy night last night." 

                 I peered at her from under my eyelashes, "What are you talking about?"

               She smirked at me, "You don't remember?"

              My stomach dropped and my heart started to race. I felt like I should remember, that something big happened last night, but every time I tried to recall an event from last night, my head would ache even worse. 

                I finally sighed, "Was it bad?"

                She shook her head and grinned, "Bad? It was fucking amazing! Let's see," She paused and held up her fingers, counting off the crazy things I did last night, "You gave Chase a lap dance, you threw a drink at Monica, you sung Womanizer by Brittany Spears to Aiden, you told some random dude you was in the mafia, you tried to get the taxi driver to take you to Vegas, you tripped Monica coming up the cabin stairs, you grudged me into going swimming in the indoor pool, you told Chase he was 'lick-able', and you tried to fight Monica again but Aiden grabbed you and me and brought us in here. That's the last thing I remember."

              I looked down at the green bikini I had on and then looked at Lily's purple one, "You aren't lying, are you?"

             She chuckled and got up from the floor, "Afraid not, boo. It was hilarious though. Chase thought he was in heaven because you flirted with him so much. Though Monica seemed to get the worse of your intoxication; you sure had it out for her last night."

               She chuckled and shook her head, "I'm going to go take a shower, Rebel. Go downstairs and eat something. You'll feel better."

                She grabbed some clothes, waved me off, and went to the bathroom. 

                I sighed and walked over to the mirror, cringing at the sight of my smeared make up, knotted hair, and swollen lip. 

              I touched my plump lip and wondered how it got that way. It looked like I had spent the night making out with someone or something. 

                 I gasped when a sharp pain shot through my skull and my hand came up to gently touch m throbbing temple. Maybe Lily was right, maybe food was all I needed. 

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