Say my name

CHAPTER TWO

I rub my head, sitting up in my bed, my eyes sting from just opening, and my head throbbing with a hang over.

How the fuck did I get home and not crash and die?

I shake my head, going into my bathroom and splashing water in my face before taking a paracetamol. The water drips off my chin, my makeup running.

Fuck it. I'm taking a shower.

I take off my clothes from last night, running the shower and stepping under the hot water.

After my shower I pull on a tight tank top and jeans, tying my hair in a messy bun, to zoned out to make it look nice.

I head downstairs, smiling as my mother stands at the kitchen table eating a sandwich.

"Already lunch time?" I question, opening the fridge and inspecting the contents.

"You could say that." She smiles, pointing to the clock on the wall.

I shake my head, telling my self off under my breath when I see it displaying that it was one o'clock in the afternoon.

I make myself a coffee, before sitting on the couch and pulling my phone out. I see a random message from someone on Instagram and open it.

Them: Last night was fun bb. maybe we should get more into it next time ;)

Me: And you would be?

Them: You don't remember me? :((

Take the hint you idiot.

Me: I don't

Them: Mathew, Elliot's brother, from school

Me: ...U know who I am right?

Mathew: Well duh, you're Sophie. The hot fuck who was flirting with everyone at the party last night.

Oh shit. Did we hook up last night? Please say we didn't. I can't stand having hooked up with one of the Anderson twins.

Me: What do you mean 'get into it more next time'?

Mathew: You really don't remember anything do you?

Me: Six shots of tequila and a beer had me gone before the night even started

I should not have started the night so fast.

Mathew: Well you were fucking around with lots of guys, then you took me to the dance floor, and left me hard in a crowd of people.

Me: Oh yeahhhhhh! Lol u deserved it

Mathew: Why do I deserve that?

I roll my eyes, taking a sip from my coffee.

Me: Your brothers fucking my best friend, had to do something to annoy you :)))

Mathew: Elliot's screwing her, not me!

Me: Meh, make one of you pay for it :P

Mathew: -_-

Me: Bye bitch, coffee awaits.

I stuff my phone in my pocket, ignoring the constant buzzing from Mathew and head out the back door to have a nap in my hammock.

Mathew: Come back!
Please don't leave!
Sophie come back.
Ok fine then.

I glare down at the messages, quickly spamming back a reply.