Alcohol and Cigarettes// Lip Gallagher

Six

I woke up the next morning in my own bed with a raging headache. I groaned at the sun shining in through my curtains and pulled the covers up over my head, trying to shut everything out and go back to sleep, but I couldn't.
    Sighing, I brought the covers down from my face and sat up slowly. I grimaced at the increasing pain in my head, rubbing my forehead with my fingers and standing from my bed to get some ibuprofen and ice water. This was one of the worst hangovers I'd ever had.
    I opened my bedroom door and made my way down the stairs and into the kitchen where I got the ibuprofen out of the medicine cabinet and the water from the ice machine on my fridge. I sighed, rubbing my temples and looking around. I noticed a bright pink sticky note on the table, so I picked it up and read it.
   
"Caroline-
    Your brother and I went to church and the store, be back soon.
  Xoxo, mom"

    I smiled at the note and stuck it back onto the table, walking back up the stairs to my room- taking my water and the bottle of ibuprofen with me just in case. I laid back down on my bed, cuddling up underneath the covers and trying to remember what happened last night. It was all a blur.
    I closed my eyes, suddenly feeling sick to my stomach at the thought of Alfie. He hadn't tried to get ahold of me at all this weekend.
    Any happy thoughts were thrown to the side and sadness sunk in, making it hard to want to get back up. I wasn't going to today.
     How could Alfie throw our relationship away like that? We had been together for almost a year. How long had he been cheating on me with Karen? How could Karen do this to me? She was supposed to be my best friend. Alfie was supposed to love me.
     A few tears fell from my face but I was too sad to even attempt to wipe them away.
    My phone started ringing and I looked at it, identifying the caller ID as "Lip Gallagher." I pressed the green call button and brought the phone to my ear.
    "Hello?" I asked groggily, earning a chuckle from the other end.
     "Morning, sleepy head. Rough night?" I could tell that Lip was walking, I could hear his feet crunching on the gravel.
    I groaned, "I don't even remember what happened. Is that bad?"
    Lip chuckled again, "nah, you're good. I'm coming over, is that okay?"
     My heart skipped a beat and I smiled, "yeah, of course, the door's unlocked."
    "Alright, be there in 2.5."
    "Okay, see you then."
     I hung up and sat my phone back down on my table and sighed, curling up under the covers again. I wonder if Lip's down for another movie day.