India (Saturday)
I woke up slowly, my head was pounding constantly. I sat up and looked at my surroundings, I was in a unfamiliar bed. I can't remember what happened last night, all I remember was being at the bar with Rayan.
I must had to many drinks and slept with a stranger, I gasped at the thought and quickly got out of bed and grabbed my clothes from the floor. I opened the door and ran around the house trying to find a exit.
My held my forehead with one hand and my clothes and shoes in the other, I found some stairs and ran down them. I saw a front door and put on my clothes before I went outside.
"Where are you going?"
I turned around and saw Rayan.
"Rayan?" I whispered. Thank god it was him instead of some random guy, he had on some basketball shorts and a t- shirt. His hair was in a sloppy bun and he had a smile on his face.
"Yeah it's me." He laughed.
"Did we have sex lastnight?" I asked.
He sighed. "I knew it was a bad idea I should've stopped myself." He looked at me. "You regret it don't you?"
"Of course I have a boyfriend!" I semi- yelled.
My head instantly started pounding when I screamed, I held my head and winced in pain.
"Try not to scream." He advised. "You have a hangover."
I looked at him. "I know."
He scoffed. "Why are you acting bitchy?"
"I'm not trying to." I sighed. "I'm just having a bad morning." I put on my shoes and moved my hair out my face. "I'm going home."
"Aren't you and your boyfriend in a argument?" He asked.
I scrunched my eyebrow. "How do you know?"
"You probably don't remember when you told me because you were drunk."
I nodded and looked at him up and down. "You had a few drinks last night to, why don't you have a hangover?"
"I had took a couple pills last night." He replied. "Slept it off and woke up great." He smiled.
I looked around. "Where's my phone?"
"Oh I found it on the stairs." He grabbed my phone from the table. "Michael called you twelve times, you should call back."
I took my phone from him. "Thanks."
"Call me."
Yn
I woke up to the smell of breakfast, I got out of the guest bed and went into the bathroom. I did my hygiene and showered for 30 minutes.
I put on my white jeans, black North Face hoodie with white letters, and my black mini Ugg boots. I straightened my jet black hair and put on some light makeup.
After that, I walked downstairs. The kids sitting at the breakfast table and Chres was cooking.
"Mommy!" They all yelled happily.
I smiled lightly and hugged them all. "Goodmorning kids."
I didn't bother to look at Chres, I sat made me a cup of coffee and sat at the table.
"Mommy you look pretty." Kai complimented.
"Yeah." Jacob agreed. "Where you going?"
I chuckled lightly. "Thank you Kai and today is Saturday which means I'm visiting Anthony at prison."
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Faith (THIRD BOOK TO GRINDING W/ YOU)
FanfictionRaising a 5 year old, 8 year old, and 11 year old isn't easy. But with Chresanto on her side, she isn't worried about a thing. { 3rd book to Grinding W/ You }