Next morning
When Elle woke up this morning, she found herself laying on an unfamiliar bed in a room she's never been before. Of course, she started to panick at the thought of waking up in a stranger's bed but then the events of the previous night came back, making her pale at the sudden realisation.
She is at Angelina's penthouse.
'' Oh no. '' She muttered, rubbing her face. She really didn't want to wake up at her sister's place with a hangover. She didn't want to wake up here at all.
With a pounding head, she tried to slip out of the bed, planning on sneaking out without her sister's notice if that was possible but her attempt failed as her feet got tangled between the sheets, causing her to trip and fall flatly on the floor.
'' Arggh! '' She moaned, slamming her fists against the floor and kicked her feet in frustration.
'' You look like a toddler making a fuss, you know? '' Angelina walked in the room and grabbed a remote on the nightstand to open the curtains of the large panel windows. '' My floor hasn't done anything to you. ''
'' Close 'em. '' Elle grunted, burying her face in her arms when the light hit her.
Angelina crossed her arms, glaring down at her sister.
'' Get up and take a shower, you are a huge mess and I don't appreciate the smell of alcohol. ''
'' I'm not staying here. '' Elle mumbled, struggling to stand up. Her legs were weak and she felt dizzy. Suddenly she felt the sickness in her stomach and her face paled slightly.
Angelina noticed this and her eyes widened in horror, knowing what was coming. As fast as she could, she lifted Elle up in her arms, ran into the bathroom and knelt down with the girl in front of the toilet where her sister wasted no time to throw up.
'' See now the consequences. '' The brown haired girl sighed, rubbing Elle's back and held her hair in her hands. The only response she got was a grunt as the girl emptied her stomach. They stayed like this a few minutes before Angelina stood up to get a wet washcloth. She came back, cupping Elle's chin in her hand and tilted her head, proceeding to clean the girl's face and mouth.
'' It's cold. '' Elle whined, moving her head back and forth to avoid the wet towel.
'' Stop fussing, you wouldn't be in this position if you didn't go to a party and got drunk. '' Angelina chastised '' I'm very disappointed in you. ''
Elle frowned and snatched the rag from her sister's hand '' Not that you were proud of me before. You wouldn't have to deal with me if you didn't show up last night. ''
'' You couldn't even stand on your feet. Who knows what would have happened if I didn't show up. What would people think of you and the family?"
'' Oh great! '' Elle cheered, her tone sarcastic. '' Now I can add selfish and reckless to my already long list of nicknames. Thank you Angelina, I'm touched. ''
'' We are watched closely by journalists? ''
'' Who cares? ''
'' I do. ''
'' Of course, I should have known that you only did this to save the paparazzi some gossips. '' She rolled her eyes.
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FanfictionThank you, Angelina Jolie. In this book: Elle is in high school (senior year)
