DISCIPLINE✔ (DSD SERIES, BOOK THREE)

Hangovers

Groaning, I shuffle to the side as the bright sunlight burns my eyelids.

It's morning already... I mentally whine.

Upon turning to the left my nose scrunches as I get a whiff of a foul scent. I lazily open my eyes to find a funky foot in my field of vision. Groaning as my head beings to pulse, I turn right only to find a big ass positioned directly in my face.

That thing could go off any minute... I reason, deciding its best to get up.

I huff sitting up while rubbing the sleep from my eyes as the headache lessens a bit. Yawning, I look at the space around me and smile lazily.

Edina is to my left snuggled into Adrianna's side who's foot is where my head was a few seconds ago. Shea lies on her side to my right, her back facing me. We're all sandwiched on my old bed at Mom's and Dad's.

I guess we couldn't decide where to go so decided to use mutual ground.

They look trashed, hair all over the place, makeup smudged and clothes position haggardly on their bodies. We had some fun last night...

Dylan... The kiss... I slapped him...

"Fuck!" I hiss as pain pulsed through my head.

All the memories from last night come forth and I sigh. Dylan kissed me and I reacted... What's wrong with me? Haven't I been hurt enough?

I slowly climb off the bed, deciding to forget the kiss as I make my way to the bathroom. Wasting no time, I grab the painkillers in the cabinet and take two, swallowing them dry. I wash my face and brush my hair and teeth before taking a quick shower.

Pulling on a robe, I secure it before returning to my bedroom with pain killers in hand. The girls are still out cold so I place the pain killers on the nightstand and decide to go downstairs to make some coffee.

I don't have any clothes over here but I'm sure I can grab something from mom after breakfast... or brunch judging by the positioning of the sun in the sky.

I exit my room readying to go downstairs when I hear a door opening. I look behind me and raise a brow as someone emerges from Joanna's room.

"Edward?" I ask puzzled.

He freezes in his tracks before smiling and exiting the room, mindful not to close the door too loudly.

"Indie, it's nice to see you. How are you?" he asks as he places his jacket over his right arm.

He's in a midnight blue dress shirt, black suit pants and his hair is dishevelled.

Narrowing my hazel eyes at his blue ones, I reply. "I'm great. Why are you sneaking out of Joanna's room?"

Smiling nervously, he runs a hand through his hair before sighing. "She found out Gerald was cheating on her last night."

My eyes widen in disbelief. That pompous asshole cheated on Joanna? She loved his sorry ass so much it could've almost be counted as an unhealthy obsession and he cheated on her...?

I mean don't get me wrong she's not the clingy type... She just loved him too much.

"She went to a bar and got wasted. She called me drunk, crying her eyes out and I found her and brought her home," he states his mouth in a grim line.

"That asshole," I mutter with clenched fists. "When I see him, I'm going to knock him on his ass."

"Get in line," Edward states with a clenched jaw. "That piece of shit never deserved her."