I didn’t remember much from the night before. I woke up in the bathtub and a note was stuck to my forehead: Had a blast last night. Call me when you wake up and don’t forget to take a shower and get squeaky clean…oh yeah, Carletta called; be at the airport at 9:30. Meet you there.
Xoxo –Nicki
I slowly got up from the bathtub, and went to the kitchen to get some headache pills. After I got the pills, I went straight to the bathroom and took a quick shower. What time is it? I ran into my room, found my phone on the floor, and checked it. 8:45. I wrapped my wet hair in my towel after getting dressed, then set off to pack at least a week worth of clothes, I’ll buy more. By the time I had my bags (all four) and sat in my car about to leave, Nicki called. “Yes love?” I answered. “Good morning baby girl how did you sleep?” “Oh you know. Like a baby…” I said trailing off. Nicki made an ‘awe’ sound, “Correction: Like a baby with a dirty diaper.” I corrected, “Are you trying to tell me you made an oopsie?” Nicki giggled. “Oh my god, no! Weren’t you the bed wetter?” I retorted. “Me? When we were kids I did not, not once, not ever, wet my bed- but you did sleep walk- and sleep kick.” She replied, but I could tell my best friend was smiling and blushing. I pulled out of my driveway and started to head down my road, toward London to get to the London City Airport. “Nicki, do you by any chance know what plane we get on?” I asked quizzically. “Uhm…no? Carletta said to just bring our bags and she would have one of her interns bring us to the plane.” She explained. “Oh. I wonder when Kyle’s wake and funeral are.” I said slowly, my heart breaking just by saying those words; Funeral and wake. “I have no clue. They’ll probably set it up in the next couple of days.” Nicki replied her voice thick with emotion. “Well, I’ll talk to you later. Love you babe...” I finished, “I love you too.” She said. I threw my phone in the passenger seat. And then silence.
******Authors Note******
Once again.....sorry about the short chapter. *facepalm* Man, that was lame,
