Resculpturing Her

3. Hang Over

Joanna's POV

Amelia is now standing there without a shirt on. Just her bare skin and lacy black bra. She's begun to reach for the buttons on her jeans to remove them. I probably should not be looking but, it does not seem like she cares. I mean, she's the one stripping in front of me! Well...drunkly. Maybe I should just leave her be. 

"What? Never seen a girl get undressed before, Hunter?" She laughed at me as she removed her legs from the tight, black, ripped jeans she was wearing. She must have realized my worried face. 

I shook my head in dismissal, "Never thought you'd get undressed for me, Amy." I played it off with a smile on my face. I could not let her know that I was actually soft on her. Or maybe that's exactly what I needed to do so she would let me in. I don't know, the whole situation is confusing and the only reason I'm trying to be there for her right now is because I feel what happened eight months ago was partially my fault. Or maybe because I feel like she blames me to a certain extent. 

She rolled her eyes at me. She was just in her matching black underwear as she removed the covers from the bed to set herself in. I will take that as her defeat. However, she is drunk and probably cannot think of something smart-ass as she usually does to comeback. 

She wrapped herself around the blankets but continued to shiver. This girl really wants to get herself sick. "Can you please wear something, you're literally freezing. You're going to get sick if you stay cold while drunk." She always throws up if she gets cold when she's drunk. 

"Too much effort." She murmured. Her eyes are shut and a frown of discomfort is spread across her face. 

I sighed at her reply. I removed my nude colored flats with one foot helping the other. I then crawled into the bed and grasped her into me so I could warm her up. Trying to allow the fabric of my clothes to heat her back up as I moved my arms up and down against it. I guess wearing lace is not going to help but hopefully my body heat will. She did not protest my actions - thank God. I am just trying to help her, not fight her. I definitely did not want her to get sick, partially for Mikayla's sake as she would be worried about her all day tomorrow if she did.

A moment later Amelia's body stopped shaking and her breathing was regulated as it slowly moved her now normal temperature body up and down against the sheets. I will wait another ten minutes before I go to the guest room to make sure she is actually asleep. 

Amelia's POV

There was a light shining into my eyes making the vision of my closed eyelids an orange-black color. I groaned. I usually close the blinds before I sleep. Even when I am drunk. What was I so occupied with that I forgot? I really hated for there to be any sort of light in my room when I sleep because I can't sleep through it. 

I do not actually remember anything after downing the last cup I had. 

Did I bring a man home with me again? I wondered as I moved my hand to feel skin against my fingers. How did Joanna let me do that! Or did I just fuck her off and do it anyway? Well...Whatever. This guy has a really comfortable chest. Very soft and cushion-y just like my couch. A little too soft...too soft to be a man. 

Fuck!

I widely opened my eyes to the sight in front of me. I was sleeping with half of me on half of Joanna. That is, my head was rested on her chest, my leg was up on hers and the right side of my torso was on top of hers. I looked up at her and she was already awake, focusing on using her phone with one hand as the other seemed to lay behind me. 

I immediately jumped off her. I felt the material of the blanket travel across my whole body. 

God. No. I am almost naked. Did we..?

No. Can't be. She's still in her clothes from last night.

I am moving across the bed in a panic then I placed my hands in my hair. Begging myself to remember. What happened Amelia! Think! Think! Okay...You drank the cup. Then what?

I groaned as I just could not remember a single thing.

"You okay?" Joanna said softly, with concern in her voice.

I turned to face her with anger. If this happened, then fuck her times one hundred! Just not in that way...

I mean, how could she sleep with a drunk girl!

Her face was looking at me confused as she situated her long dark brown hair to one side of her head and bit her bottom lip into her mouth. 

I sighed because I am a whore, so can I really be that mad at her. "I don't remember a thing." I said my voice coming out gruff and letting my head swing low. 

"Do you usually?" She asked me, her tone implicating what I said is abnormal. 

I shook my head and looked back into her azure blue eyes. "But..." I said uncomfortably while letting the covers fall off my body to reveal that I am half naked. 

She laughed at me confused, "I don't get it." 

"Why am I undressed..?" I asked sheepishly with my voice barely coming out

"You think we slept together?" She snickered making me sound like a madman. 

Well, maybe? 

Okay, yes.

I shrugged my shoulders and shifted in my position. 

"Maybe we did." She said with her eyes full of amusement and her lips tugging at the corners into a slight smile.

She is fucking with me, right?

My head is ringing and I am feeling really gullible and confused.

I glared at her with wide eyes and I felt my lips parting; making a little gap. Please tell me you're fucking with me Joanna. Please. I trailed my eyes down her, to remember that she is just playing.

"You're fully clothed!" I stated, my voice coming out harsh and pointing at her clothed body accusingly. 

"Maybe I put my clothes back on just in case Mikayla was to walk in so we wouldn't be caught, love." She said too smoothly to be a lie. She then winked at me and got out of the bed.

I could not have slept with a girl! I cannot just do that...

Joanna walked towards the door and opened it. My mouth was connecting and dropping repeatedly as I am trying to find something to say because I am too taken back by that piece of information. I still could not tell if she was lying or not.

"Can you be honest." I pleaded because I really had to know if I let myself be with a girl again.

She just snickered and continued to walk out the door.

How dare she! I am going to ruin her!

I got up as quickly as I could and walked after her. Must say, not the best decision I made while I was half naked. Kayla was cooking in a pan at the stove and Joanna was already seated at the opposite side of the kitchen counter on a stool. 

Kayla brought her attention to me with a smile on her face that immediately dropped as she raked my body with her gaze. She was now staring at me with a surprised look on her face; her eyebrows raised, her lips parted and her body frozen. 

She rapidly looked between me and Joanna without anything to say.

Uh oh.