after you left |ai|

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All I remember is going home with Jackie, not drunk at all but still I'm having a huge hangover now. I don't remember what I drank at home. I don't remember anything from the moment I walked through the front door till now, laying in my underwear in my bed with the sheets covering me up. So somehow I managed to get into bed and get undressed, I just don't know how.

I got out of bed and went over to the bathroom. A glass of water and a painkiller were already waiting for me and I looked at it confused. Drunk me would never be able to do that.

But there was one person who always did that for me. Who always made sure a glass of water and a painkiller were waiting for me. My eyes went wide open and I ran to the living room after taking the painkiller. My head was killing me but I had to know if he was here.

And the living room looked cleaner than yesterday but nobody was seen. I walked over to the kitchen to get a coffee next but was met with a note on the kitchen table.

'You called me drunk, saying there was an emergency. I came over to find you waiting for me so you could tell me you missed and loved me.
I hope it was the alcohol talking.
Anyway, I put you to bed, cleaned up your mess and left you a glass of water and a painkiller.
Please delete my number.'

Last night hit me like a truck when I read the note. I had come home and took a bottle of tequila, I drank way too much and then called him up with a lie. I just needed to see him and I knew he would still come over if it was an emergency. We've been friends for long enough for that.

But the note made the truck reverse and hit me again and again. He asked me to delete his number.

I did delete it but even drunk me still knows it out of her head. Atleast I now know for sure that I'm better off without him.

When I went over to the coffee machine I realised I forgot to get groceries yesterday. I was left with nothing but a few cookies.

I let out a sigh before going back to my bedroom and no matter how badly I wanted to get back in my bed, I went to my closet and took out clothes. I put on shorts and a crop top before going to the bathroom to take a look at the mess on my face. I removed my make up from last night and put my hair in a braid. I was mad at myself for calling him last night, for the things I said to him and for the way I acted around him.

But I was even more mad at him for the way he responded to my drunkness, for the way he almost took advantage of my drunk state but then I yelled at him for being unfaithfull to his new girlfriend.

I wish she yelled at him for being unfaitfull towards me. I wish she stopped him but she probably didn't even know about me.

I tried to stop myself from overthinking and took my things before going outside to go get coffee and breakfast. I would go get food later on but I needed to wake up fully first and I could not do that without breakfast.

I walked into the store, my sunglasses still on as the bright light was making my headache even worse.

"Rough party last night?" My mom asked with a grin while she stood infront of me at the counter. The store was mostly filled but everyone was quiet which I was for once very thankfull for.

"Tequila and I are no longer best friends." I said and she laughed. "Can I just have eggs or something?"

"Do you need a painkiller too?" She asked jokingly before going to the kitchen to order my eggs.

"Already took one at home but I forgot to go get food yesterday." I replied and she looked at me with a smile.

"Did you go party with that British girl?" She asked while she filled two cups of coffee for us.