Jae POV
I was a mess.
My body ached, my boobs were tender, my emotions were everywhere, and I wanted nothing more then to climb in my bed and sleep for a year. But instead of taking care of myself I was drinking Henny straight from the bottle and applying makeup.
Nae sat on my bed already dressed for the New Years Eve dinner/party my mom was hosting with her disapproval all over her face. After I told her about the abortion a few days ago she made it a point to read up on everything about the recovery process and has since then appointed herself as my nurse slash grief counselor. She's spent the night with me, always makes sure I have pain pills and a heating pad available and comforts me whenever I start crying, which was frequent and beyond embarrassing. Though a part of me wanted her to leave another part was glad that she was actually here and that she hasn't left. Like he did.
Scowling I take a large gulp of the strong liquor. It burns but it's a good burn. It makes me feel alive.
I haven't talked to the idiot in almost a week. After Christmas he was ignoring my calls but now I was ignoring his. He had called me a few hours after I saw that picture on my feed but I ignored it. Every call and text he's sent has gone unanswered. He even showed up at my house yesterday but I told Bri to tell him to leave me alone. It didn't work- not that I really thought it would- because he was calling me a few hours afterwards.
I was done though. Completely and utterly done. I couldn't and wouldn't handle all the lies and cheating and his bipolar ass emotions. I wanted nothing to do with Elijah Santiago and this bottle was a way to help cleanse him from my system.
I take another gulp, this one bigger and it makes me cough.
Renae rolls her eyes and sighs. "Maybe you should stop before you drink your liver away. You already drank half the bottle."
I ignore her and turn my focus back on myself. I was trying to apply mascara whilst drinking and not poke my eye out. It was proving to be really difficult but after another five minutes I finish. My hair was already straightened by Nae and I was wearing this sexy black sequins dress from FashionNova. It was spaghetti strapped with a deep v that has my cleavage showing and looking amazing and most of my back was out. In short, I loved gorgeous- so why didn't I feel that way?
I watch myself take a small sip of my Henny before corking the bottle and hiding it on the side of my dresser. I'm pretty sure everyone downstairs would realize that I was drunk as soon as they saw me but I didn't care. I just didn't want my mom to come in my room and try to take the bottle on some weird shit. "Imma go brush my teeth," I proclaim.
"You need to get back in the shower, smelling like a mini bar."
I stick my tongue out at her. "And? It's bout to be 2k19 bitch, I'm gettin' the fuck turnt."
She shakes her head, slow and sad, and I have to stop myself from lashing out. I just had to remind myself that she was only trying to watch out for me. "Your past turnt Jae, you on a whole other level of fucked up."
"Your just mad that you can't drink tonight," I muttered as I stumble my way out my bedroom and to the bathroom. It takes me longer then usual to brush my teeth but I blame the alcohol.
When I'm finished I return to my room, spray perfume on myself til I feel it's a sufficient amount, then rush Nae to come on so we could bug my mom before dinner was done. Our plan was to eat something then go to this New Years party that started in an hour. Nae wanted to get all the partying out before she started getting big and I wanted to open the new year doing what I loved.
