Going Back There

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Brianna

I woke up to the biggest headache in my entire seventeen years of existence. I've never felt this much pain in a long time since I ever first got drunk. I thought I was getting pounded on the head by a sledge hammer and the sun light wasn't making it no better.

Opening my eyes I closed them back right away and I swear that made it worse. I tried it again about five minutes later and it wasn't as bad as the first time.

Looking around this unfamiliar room I thought I was going crazy. Sitting up I looked to see the room was painted a turquoise color with pictures hanging up I couldn't really concentrate so I didn't bother looking too closely at the pictures. A bathroom in front of me and a closet on the side of me to my left.

I know I had a lot to drink but fuck I didn't know I was going to end up in someone's bed.

God I feel like a whore right now. But when I looked down I still had my dress on.....

Looking at the pillow I was laying on my lipstick is smudged all over it. I hope that comes out because let me tell you..... Makeup is a nightmare to get out if stained.

I got up wincing and tried to walk myself to the bathroom in front of me. Stupid me didn't look down.

I tripped over my heels and bust my shit on the floor making a loud thud.

"Shit that hurt like a mother." I said to myself rubbing my ankle. I looked around to see if anybody was in the room with me but no one was....

Not caring and mostly getting up. I went to the bathroom and just sat down on the side of the big huge bathtub that's so happily just sitting there waiting to be used and thought to myself on what happened last night.

Thinking really hard I just don't remember nothing but before I got drunk off my ass. What the hell was I thinking??? I'm NEVER drinking with Jackson ever again. He has such a high tolerance but man he makes you feel like a bitch if he out drinks you.

I got off the tub and went to the mirror to take a look at myself... I looked nasty my mascara was smeared and my lipstick was just... We're not going to talk about that....

Turning on the hot water over the sink I splashed water on my face and that woke me up instantly. I grabbed the red towel that was hanging on a rack and wiped off the water and the makeup. It worked somewhat but I surely did look less like a zombie and more like a person. Dear Lord I hope nobody saw me looking like this better yet... I hope nobody see me like this right now.

I just had to find my keys and leave quietly out of this strangers house. I'll be like a ghost moving swiftly and quietly.

Finally getting the courage to come out of the bathroom I opened the door and looked around to see if anyone was in the room again.

Coast Clear.

Walking out I looked around for my keys and phone.

Shit.

Walking over the bed I looked to see if they were on the side of the pillow I was laying on last night.

Nope

Pulling the pillows and the blanket around the bed looking. There was still nothing

Fuck me man

I got off the bed and looked under it and still no phone and keys. About ready to give up I heard my phone ring. I knew it was mine because I'm the only person in the world who has the Friday ringtone... you know the one song that's second most hated song in America.

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