✖️Part one is on my instagram🤪 @linsknessjohnson
I had a killer hang over when I woke up on Sammy's couch. My head was fucking killing me from the amount of alcohol I had consumed and from the loud ass music all night. I squinted, adjusting to bright sun light that seeped in through the wide sliding doors. I sat up slowly, holding my throbbing head.
"Fuck." I hissed lowly.
"Good morning to you too." A groggy voice said.
I turned my head toward the kitchen where Sammy was sitting at the table. And oh god, did he look horrible. I could see the bags under his eyes. He looked like shit.
"You look like shit." I commented.
He flipped me the middle finger as Benny walked in. That earned him a slap upside the head.
"Be nice you dick." Benny laughed.
"That is his definition of nice." I mumbled.
They both chuckled at that. Just then, Stassie came from the hallway with a blanket draped over her. She looked so worn out and tired but at the same time, I could tell she had a fun night.
"Bitch ass, give us Tylenol." I growled.
I stood from the couch and stumbled to the kitchen, feeling a tad bit dizzy. I sat on the stool next to Sammy and Benny poured us some water. When the Tylenol was given to me, I took it gratefully. I put it into my mouth and swallowed the water.
"Johnson messaged me." Sammy sighed.
I looked over at him and nodded slowly. Just great. He was probably so pissed at me but I don't think I cared. I had fun last night.
"What did he say?" I asked.
"Asked me where we were and he kept calling me last night but I ignored him. He's probably been blowing up your phone. Did you check yet?"
"No, I turned it off the whole time." I huffed.
I got up from the stool and grudgingly walked over to the couch to grab my phone. Benny, Sammy and Stassie eyed me, waiting for me to turn it on and see the after math. With hesitation, I pressed the power button for a couple of seconds and watched the screen come to life.
I held a breath as my notifications blew up. I am so screwed. When the beeping stopped, I clicked on the iMessage icon which had numerous messages all from Johnson. There were also 12 missed calls.
"Fuck." I hissed.
"What? Is it that bad?" Sammy asked.
He walked over to me and I handed him my phone. His eyebrows rose up as he realized just how bad it was. He looked at me and I nodded.
I read through the messages and most of them consisted of asking me 'where I was' and saying 'sorry'. I rolled my eyes and put the phone down.
"I'm gonna shower." I announced to no one in particular.
I grabbed my bag that I brought here last night and headed to the guest bathroom. I had sweats and a crop top in the bag along with under garments because I didn't really want to go home after my night out. So I crashed here at Sammy's.
15 minutes passed as I took my shower. After I got out and was dressed, I brushed my teeth with an extra tooth brush Stassie had and washed my face. I walked out of the bathroom feeling refreshed and joined Sammy and them outside.
"He's still messaging you." Benny said as I sat down on a lawn chair beside them. He handed me my phone and I took it gratefully.
"I don't regret one thing." I mused which earned me a chuckle from each of them.
