my first hangover
hangover-chis brown
bianca's p.o.v.
I woke up to bright lights hitting my face. I stretched my body and rubbed my head. I sat up and held my head. I looked around to see unfamiliar room. I started to panic. I first looked under the covers to be wearing over sized t-shirt that said "Ransom." I looked under the shirt to find my bra and thong still on.
I sighed in relief. I looked around the bedroom. I couldn't put my finger where the hell I was. The doorknob was moving I hid under the blankets and peaked. I saw Billie walking in.
I lifted up the blankets. She held water a pain killer and my phone. I noticed she was wearing a baggy shirt with sweat pants.
"Good morning. She smiled.
I sat up and tapped the side of the bed to invite her to sit with me. She handed my things. I shot down the medicine and the water.
I then covered my hand on my mouth. Billie eyes widened and grabbed a garbage pale and handed it to me and I threw up.
"That's it. Just let it out." She held my hair while I threw up. I have never thrown up that much in my life.
I got up slowly and looked at Billie. She handed me a tissue and I wiped my mouth and threw it out.
"Where am I?" I whispered to Billie.
"Diego's house." She responds while moving the garbage pale to the side.
I sighed and relief. Finding that out made me less stressed.
"Are you the only person here?"
Billie shook her head. No. The whole friend group stayed."
I nodded. My head. We all kept a couple spare clothes at each other's houses just in case for things like this. It was a friend thing.
I realized that I wasn't even wearing my own clothes. I went in to panic mode.
"Wait how come I'm not wearing my emergency clothes? And who changed me?"
Billie puts her hands in my shoulders. "Relax. We couldn't remember where you put your clothes so Johnny had extra merch. And I changed you. Along with some help by Molly."
I smiled and nodded. I then continued on with my questions. "Ok, what the fuck happened last night?"
Billie tuck a lose strand of hair behind her ear.
"So you got super drunk with skies, then you bumped into me and cam with skies while y'all going upstairs, thennnn, I was like Bianca you should like come home cuz your like super duper fucked but you were like nah I'm good. Then skies brought you upstairs. Then we heard a bang and we saw you walk out and then you passed out."
I sat there really not knowing how to respond to this. I then remembered the loud bang was.
I rubbed my temples. Um the loud bang was Skies getting angry at me because I didn't wanna fuck. I wanted to. I really did. But like something was telling me to take my time."
Billie scoffs. "Dude, clearly he has anger issues. Stay away! That's screaming red all over the place bianca. Good thing he's downstairs. I can strangle him right th—."
I cut off Billie. "He's down.... stairs?" I questioned.
Billie rolls her eyes grabbing my garabatear pale I threw up in making her way to the door. "Yes. I'm going downstairs with the rest of the friend group, you wanna come?"
I gulped. "Um no I'm good. Just let me know when he leaves."
Billie stood by the door lost in her thoughts.
"I tell you something? She asks. She looked nervous. Now I was curious on what was on this girl's mind.
"Of course."I nodded.
"So like you know Cam? Part of the Cuf boys."
I nodded again.
She took a deep breath. "We clicked last night. And I think I like him."
I squeals in excitement. My best friend has a little crush. She then shushes me.
"Look I haven't told anyone. So please keep a secret for now." I begged.
"Zip it, lock it, put it in my pocket." I giggles.
"Thank you. See ya around kiddo."
Billie left just like that leaving me on Diego's guest bed or whatever.
I laid back down and looked at the ceiling. My phone buzzed and I got a message from an unknown number.
601-456-****: bianca?
me: who is u
601-456-****: Yk who
me: no I don't know who.
601-456-****: It's skies
me: oh🙄😒
skies🦋:can we talk?
me: we r talking
skies🦋:seriously
me: yea amazing right?
skies🦋: look I just needa see ya in person to apologize
skies🦋: plus ya friend Billie is giving me the death stare n it's scaring me.
me: yk u fucked up pretty bad last night
me: and u kinda deserve it
skies🦋: plz Bianca
skies🦋: I'll do anything
me: ok come upstairs n I'll figure sum out.
I waited for this nigga to come upstairs. I played with my hair and looked out the window. A knock was at my door.
"Come in!"
Skies walked in slowly and stood by me. I didn't make any eye contact with him.
"Hey." He greets me.
"Hi." I respond back.
"Nice view of Hollywood isn't it? Skies asks awkwardly. He sat himself down on bed about a foot away from me.
Skies cleared his voice. "I'm sorry for doing what I said last night. I have a her issues and to much alcohol isn't the best for me. I didn't mean to scare you or anything. That's the last thing I want to happen." He sighed and played with his fingers.
I turned my face toward him and he was facing the bedroom window. Looking at Hollywood.
I suddenly got courage to respond to him. "No, it's mine. I got to drunk. And I was being a big head to ya. If I wasn't so intoxicated I would've handled the situation more carefully."
Skies faced me a smiled. Agree that we both fucked up? I nodded my head.
Yeah. I scooted myself closer to skies. He looked at me and shocked his head jokingly. I placed my head on his shoulder and we looked at view of Hollywood.
