Louboutin to Ariat

~ Chapter 5 ~

Saturday

"Abigail! Liberty! Justin!" I hear yelled through the house as I squint at the sunlight streaming through the curtains.

"Abi." I roll over and shake her. "Wake up."

"Go away." She groans, curling further into the blankets.

I toss a pillow down to the mass of human at the foot of our bed. It mutters choice words before muttering, "Go away."

I roll my eyes.

"Breakfast is ready! Hurry up!" Abi's mom shouts.

I get out of bed, rubbing the sleep out of them. I have to wake them up now before Abi's mom came up here and sees their hungover butts.

I pull the blanket off of Abi. "Give it back!" She complains, hugging her pillow.

I move over to Justin, grabbing his blanket and pulling.

"No!" He groans, pulling on the blanket, causing me to stumble and almost fall.

I let go and huff.

Crossing my arms, "If you don't get up right now, I'm going to dump cold water on you."

"Whatever." I hear Abi mumble.

I smirk.

So she doesn't believe me?

I step over a now snoring Justin and into the bathroom. Filling up a cup with cold water, I walk back out and over to Abi.

She is curled up, hugging a pillow with a slight smile on her face.

I roll my eyes as I think about what she's probably dreaming about.

"Hey Abi." I call out sweetly.

"What?" She asks groggily, not bothering to open her eyes.

I stifle a laugh, "You thirsty?"

She furrows her eyebrows, opening her eyes slightly. "Am I —"

Before she has a chance to open her eyes completely or finish that sentence, I throw the water at her face.

"Liberty! What the —"

"Language!" I shout.

She glares at me.

I shrug, "I warned you."

"You're an —"

A knock at the door cuts her off. "Abi! Liberty! I know you're awake and if you dont get that lazy boy up and come downstairs in five minutes, there wont be any food for you."

I look at Abi and her eyes hold slight panic, "No food? Hurry up!" She runs over to Justin and kicks him. "Wake up!"

I laugh. Why didn't I think of that?

"Abigail!" He groans.

She smirks, "If you dont get up right now, I will hide all the Tylenol and drag you by the feet down the stairs."

His eyes fly open, "You wouldn't dare."

"Breakfast is at stake here, Justin." I call out, "Don't test her."

He groans, knowing I was right.

Finally, we make it downstairs and after breakfast, Justin leaves. Abi and I invite Michelle over.

I think back to last night and I know I have to talk to the girls about what happened between Patrick and I. 

I know I need to talk to Patrick about it but that's the last thing I want to do.