Oblivion

Chapter 4

(Okay Quick update!! Ugh I feel like this is going to be a long fanfic aha.... I KNOW I KNOW

I never update and I'm sorry I've been really busy!! I hope you enjoy this chapter ahhh!!)

I found myself on my couch, having no idea of how I got there. I must of had way too much to drink. I eventually made my way to the bathroom. My head pounds, my face white. I had the worst headache.

All I remember is talking to Gabbi and her bringing up that "night". Everything was blank after that. Then out of no where, Liam walked out of my room, with barely any clothes on.

Liam?! What the actual fuck is going on?

"L-Liam? What are you doing here? What exactly happened last night?."

"I honestly have no idea! You don't think we... you know?" I gave him a look. I honestly had no idea of what had happened.

He was pacing back and forth, his hands running through his hair.

"I just how could we? I mean how could I?! Betraying Gabbi, my soon to be fiance, and your best friend! Our best friend..."

Fiance?! Gabbi never told me about getting married! What the hell?

"Fiance! What.. W-why didn't you not tell me?" I yelled.

"I'm sorry! Okay. But we have worse problems going on at the moment! Like did we sleep with each other or not! I can't remember one god damn thing and just how could you do this?"

"Are you freaking kidding me right now? How could I? Do you hear yourself?! You don't think that i'm confused as hell right now! Before jumping to conclusions we don't even know if anything happened. We were obviously both under the influence last night. So before you start freaking out and having a spaz attack, let's just figure this out together."

My head still pounds. I'm both angry and confused. I just need answers.

***

I awoke in a panic, breathing heavily. The blood is gone and the last image that I had of Luke has disappeared with it. I wipe my tears and get out of bed.

I look around the room. The walls are light pink, lined with blue wallpaper, and yellow curtains hanging from the windows. What a combination, I laugh at how hideous the room looks. Then I realize that that's the first time I've laughed in what seems like a forever ago.

I must be in a hotel room, I remember coming here, I just don't how I got here. The windows in the car that drove me here were completely black, so I couldn't see a thing. What if they're watching me? I shiver at the thought, but check the corners of the room just to make sure. No cameras. But who knows where they can hide a camera.

I eventually make my way to the bathroom. I look in the mirror and my face is white, as always, except this time it looks as if I've seen a ghost. My eyes have dark circles around them. I look like complete hell came and took over me. My lips are drained from their once rosy color. My hair is natted and greasy and looks horrible. I just hope that with all this stress and confusion going on, that none of it affects her or him. I look down at my growing stomach, that holds my soon to be child.