I Really Hate You Sometimes {On hold}

Ch 15- Being Hung Over

Connor’s P.O.V.

“This one was on me honey.” The brunette in front of me said. I watched her hips sway as she turned and left shutting the door behind her, I smiled then tugged my briefs and jeans up; I had just buttoned my jeans when my cell rang, I sighed when I saw it was Justin calling. I let it go to my voicemail, I picked my phone up when it beeped indicating I had a voicemail; I punched in my code then held it up to my ear, Justin’s worried voice filled my heart with happiness.

“Con, I don’t know how to tell you this but… Bella’s missing… Alexis told me she left the club with some shady guy.” I frowned then, he got spotted?! Dammit Lane! I thought; I shook my head then listened to the rest of the voicemail. “I don’t know who it was, but what I do know is we need to find her. I can’t leave Alexis right now… But ask for Booboo and Kiowa’s help… Search everywhere… Call her cell until she picks up… Anything!” Justin sighed then paused. “Let me know if anything happens… Alright? Bye…” I sighed then decided to do something Justin had asked, call Bella; but I didn’t want to talk to her, I wanted to talk to Lane. Bella’s cell rang but went to voicemail.

“This is Bella, can’t get to the phone right now. Leave a name and number and I’ll try to get back to you asap.” There was a beep, I sighed and hung up then tried again. “This is Bella, can’t—“ I hung up and tried one more time. “This is Bel—“ I hung up and threw my phone across the room, making a blonde who was in the doorway jump; I grimaced as I just now noticed her.

“Uhm you have me next, ja?”ooh, a German girl I thought, I smiled and nodded; she came in and closed the door.

“Wait.” I said as she started to unbutton her blouse, she froze then looked up. “Do you mind giving me a massage before we get started?” I asked, pulling my shirt over my head.

Bella’s P.O.V.

Pounding… Was the first thing that came to my mind. My head was pounding, damn all I need right now is a god damn hangover I thought. I groaned and rolled over, I opened my eyes and looked at the time on my alarm clock; 1:28 P.M., I closed my eyes again but opened them just as quickly. 1:28 P.M.?! I slept all day! I bolted upright but swore and laid back down when my head swam and started to pound again.

“Fuck!” I whispered and put my hand to my forehead, I stayed like that for about fifteen minutes until I slowly sat up then stood. My legs felt wobbly, I took deep breath then used the wall to support my hung over self. I pushed my bedroom door open then winced when sunlight streamed in, I sighed then ran a hand over my face.

“Alexis!” I shouted, I hated to admit it but I need her help. “Alexis” I shouted again, I cringed and gingerly touched my forehead. I sighed and looked down the hall only to find a wall in front of me. “What the hell?” I whispered, I looked behind me and saw my small bedroom; I furrowed my eyebrows and glanced down the hall, I used the wall as a cane so I wouldn’t fall on my ass. Where the hell am I? I thought my condo? Sure enough I walked into the familiar living room, I looked around then saw the red button blinking on my answering machine; I sighed and pressed play.

“You have thirty three missed calls, and five new messages. To listen…” I let the mechanical voice drone on about the instructions to listen and delete messages, I already knew who they were most likely from. Connor most definitely, not Alexis she was sooo shit faced she couldn’t even stand, I don’t think Justin would call me… and if he did he would probably leave me a shitty message.

“Damn asshole.” I muttered, hmm, who else? I thought. Maybe Kiowa and Booboo, those were the only two cast members I was close to…. Besides Taylor that is. I pressed a few buttons to see who had called, I was only right about one person who had called and that was Connor; he had called me… Thirteen times?!? What the hell is wrong with the guy? He should know I got home safely, couldn’t work wait? I mean he is the one who brought me home and everything….. right? I paused as I chewed on my thumb nail, what if Connor wasn’t the one who brought me home? Did I really have some random take me home? Oh god, I really hope not. I moaned then looked at the other two callers, huh, I guess Kiowa and Booboo did call me I thought; I sighed then groaned. I quickly made my way to the bathroom where I hurled my fun from last night, I sat up a few minutes later and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and moaned. This is the part where I wish I could skip sooo badly, if only I could drink then not have a hangover. I groaned then slowly stood and rinsed my mouth, the weirdest part right now is… I was starving. I smiled then made my way to the kitchen.

Half an Hour Later…

After eating a breakfast of dry toast, scrambled eggs, and bacon I made my way to my bedroom and got out a fresh outfit. I quickly showered then pulled on a black t-shirt and yoga pants, I walked back to the bathroom to run a brush through my hair then slapped it up in a messy bun. I didn’t bother with make up beside foundation, I sighed then popped two Advil in my mouth before swallowing them with water. I sighed before looking into the mirror, even through my makeup I saw bags under my eyes. They were also a little blood shot, if I hadn’t put on foundation my skin would most likely look pale and a bit pasty. “Bella, you look terrible.” I told my reflection then sighed and looked down. “Well what do you expect, you’re hung over.” I sighed then went to my room to get my purse and dug my phone out, I went to my voice recordings and hit new recording. “Note to self, don’t go to After Hour Power with Lex unless you want to get hammered.” I quickly saved it then dropped it back into my purse. I then snatched my sunglasses, slipped them on then slipped on my moccasins. I slipped my purse to my elbow then made my way out to the living room, I quickly deleted the messages not bothering to listen to them; then after making sure I wasn’t forgetting anything I walked out and locked the door behind me.

When I was half way down the stairs I only then remembered I left Cindie back at the club. “Fuck!” I whispered, I walked to the parking lot and stopped in my tracks; there in its usual spot was my custom painted yellow Camero. I narrowed my eyes then slowly walked toward the driver’s door, I peeked inside the window and saw my keys swinging from the ignition. I sighed then opened the door, nothing seemed to be missing or out of the ordinary; I dug around in my purse again until I recovered my Droid Razor for the second time this confusing morning. I sighed and scrolled through my contacts until I reached the name with two red hearts at the end of his name, Taylor. I tapped his name then hit the call button. I looked up as I put the phone to my ear, a few of my neighbors came out and waved to me; I did my best to smile back and held my hand up in a wave.

          “You’ve reached Lautner, I’m too busy at the moment to answer the phone. Though if you leave your name and number, and if you’re not an ex who I’ve ordered a restraining order against who just wants my money, I’ll try my best to get back to you.” I raised my brow and started to smile, my throbbing head beginning to fade.

          “Hmm, I hope you’ll change that voicemail darling.” I said after the beep. “It’s just me, uhm, I wanted to thank you for bringing my car back to my condo. But I have to say I’m disappointed to see that you didn’t stay, but I guess I’ll see you at work… okay? Alright, I’m gonna go because this is getting awkward. Uhm, I’ll see you in a little bit. I just gotta run some errands… I love you.” I paused for a long time before adding the last bit, I quickly pressed end then swung into Cindie. I just sat there for a moment before starting the car and pulling out onto the road, I picked my phone up and glanced at the screen; 2:08 P.M., July 16. “What the hell?” I murmured, I quickly pulled over; not wanting to have an accident and end up in the hospital for the hundredth time this week, I shut off Cindie then looked at my phone just to make sure I wasn’t seeing things. Sunday, July 16 2:08 P.M. It still read, it’s been nearly two days since Lex and I went clubbing. I slept two full nights and one whole day, I’ve never did that before; I sighed and pinched the bridge of  my nose. “No wonder everyone’s been calling me like crazy…” I murmured. “They probably think I’m missing or something.” I sighed then tried to remember the last thing I did, all I could think of was doing the tequila shots at… “The club.” I murmured, I turned Cindie’s key then I swiftly pulled back onto the road then made my way back to After Hour Power; if only I had remembered what had happened after we did the shots, this would be a whole lot easier.