All Of Your Flaws

Part Fifteen

A splitting headache, dry mouth and the feeling that her eyelids had been replaced with sandpaper greeted Addison when she woke up tangled in the duvet of Brigid's bed. She knew it was Brigid's duvet as her own wasn't covered in an abstract paint splatter design. Her duvet also generally tended to smell like musk and coffee while Brigid's was always cotton fresh. She noticed her jacket from the night before had been placed on Brigid's sloped artist's desk. She was still in the dress she'd worn to the party. She groaned slightly and shifted her body slightly as the bedroom door opened. Her neck creaked loudly and she was positive that it was going to feel stiff for the rest of the day.

Brigid came into the room carrying a tray burdened with a large mug, a glass of water and a stack of dry toast. Addison stretched up, ignoring the loud cracking in her back as she stretched. God, her back as well as her neck would feel stiff all day now. Addison braced herself for the wrath that Brigid would no doubt bring down upon her. Brigid placed the tray down and turned to look at Addison. She winced slightly as she waited for Brigid to start shouting at her.

"Here" Brigid said, holding out a pack of headache tablets and the glass of water. Addison looked down at the tablets Brigid had just placed in her hand then back up to Brigid. "I'm not going to yell at you because I'm not angry at you." Brigid said knowing instantly what she was thinking because they'd been friends for that long.

"You're not?" Addison asked. From how angry Brigid had looked last night she was convinced that Brigid was planning to shout at her for quite some time about various things.

"Oh for God sake Addison! Of course I'm not angry at you, can't you see that I'm just worried about you?" Brigid asked. "You promised me you wouldn't drink so much then I find you outside, drunk as anything with Dylan Willis of all people! I would have thought that I would need to be worried about you with Molly but now clearly I have to add Dylan to the list as well!"

"You hardly need a list..." Addison muttered.

"Don't Addison, just don't. I clearly need a list when I find you draped all over Dylan like a freaking scarf." Brigid snapped. "Oh God, now I'm snapping at you...great, just great. Look, I'm not angry with you but I will be if you're not careful in the future. I love you too much to let you act like this ok? Oh and please answer your phone; it's been buzzing since last night." Brigid said throwing Addison's phone at her. She reached for it but it still managed to hit her in the chest. Looking down at the screen she saw she had several messages:

Molly Foster: 23:46 - Hey Harper, didn't see you before you bailed. One of my little minions said you were outside smoking with Dylan Willis? So from wholesome Christian you go to foul mouthed bad boy? Way to go Addison!

Niamh Willis: 7:34 - Hey! Didn't see you much last night! Molly's house is huge and I swear I got lost at least fifteen times. Did Dylan tell you about us wanting you to come for dinner soon?? Text back! Xxx

7:46 - By the way Dylan was asking about you, if you were ok etc. and I gave him your number. Hope that is ok.

7:48 - Also apparently Dylan has your lighter...

7:50 – Since when did you smoke???

7:54 – I'm not going to ask why my brother has your lighter because you'll probably have a pissy fit at me.

7:57 – That sounded mean...sorry...

8:01 – Text me back when you're alive ok?

8:03 – If you are alive that is.

Unknown: 8:53 - Hey, it's Dylan. Niamh gave me your number so I could see if you were ok, I hope that's ok. How's the head this morning? Brigid seemed pretty pissed off last night, hope she didn't yell at you too much. For a small chick she looks damn strong. Hope the hangover isn't too much of a bitch and that you got back to Brigid's alright. Um, text back if you're in the land of the living ok?