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Emily's POV
I woke up to the sound of music blasting from next door. I literally woke up with a headache.
Great. Not only was I woke up by the blasting music but I also have a hangover.
I sat up in annoyance, I turned to expect Talia to be laying down next to me but the bed was empty, just like it was yesterday night.
I stumbled out of bed almost breaking the empty beer bottle the was on the floor.
My head was pounding, I slid my slippers on my feet, walking out of my bedroom, going down the hallway rubbing my forehead.
"Your awake, sleeping beauty," the voice of Talia almost shouted. "why are you screaming?", I asked her caressing my temple.
She chuckled pouring herself a cup of coffee, "someone had a little bit too much to drink", she says stating the obvious.
The music was literally making my headache worst.
I sighed in annoyance, "who the hell plays music this loud in the morning", I said with anger in my voice.
"It's 2 in the afternoon", Talia tells me taking a sip of her coffee. I glanced over to the clock above the shove and it read "2:12".
"It's so loud", I tell her covering my ears. She chuckled once more taking amusement out of this.
"Maybe you should go next door and tell your friend to turn it off. I'm sure she'll listen", Talia tells me.
"She isn't my friend", I spat harshly. "What changed?", she asked placing her cup down waiting for my excuse.
"I don't know", I lied. Maybe the fact that Alison played with me like I was a guitar. Me being the strings, and Her fingers being the person who play.
Bad metaphor. I know.
"That's it! I'm going over there", I tell her. "Dressed like that?", Talia asked me.
I looked down to notice I was wearing a shirt and just panties underneath. But I honestly couldn't give a shit.
"Yes", I tell her.
I unlocked the front door, opening it and walking next door banging on the door, trying to be louder then that stupid music.
Alison was probably just doing this to get to me. But it wasn't going to work.
Finally the music stopped; I was furious. Wait till her ass opens the door.
Moments the door opened and there stood a tatted tall girl, who looked around my age, if not a little older.
