when Night Comes

Hangover

Evelyn

Everything feels so light , tiring.

I want to sleep.

I can feel my self lifted, warm and strong hands behind my back. My head rolls to the side against a strong and muscular wall. I try to open my heavy eyelids but all I can see is blur.

I am layed down on a soft comfort floor. I find it's comfort very pleasing
And roll over. A  hand brushes the side of my face, a thumb brushing around the cheekbones.  I fall into the warm touch wanting more. It's peaceful and a faint smile appears on my lips. Words are spoken but I don't understand what they mean . They  appears so faint. Everything appears soo peacefully and calming.

   I faintly open my eyes. The blurred figure before me. The touch retreating. I don't want it to move away so fast. I wimper at the sudden loss.

" Stay "

My heavy eyelids drooping down and  the darkness consuming me all and I drift  into slumber.

My heart hurts .

"Urghhh." I slowly open my eyelids  blinking and look around the   familiar structure of the room .

My heads throbbing.

I try to sit up  on my bed with my head in my hands. While trying to find the reason behind the pain I think and the past memories of the  last night slide in.  The club , the dancing.

It's the hangover.

"Evelyn if you don't bring your ass out the bed right now. You're going to be late to school !."  My mom's  voice suddenly makes me aware of the time. Shit what time is it ? I  turn towards the night stand eyeing the clock .

8:15 .

"Fuck " I jump out of the bed  stumbling and crawling towards the bathroom.

It's lunch time and I am currently seated at our table in the cafeteria  with my head in my hands , my tray if food untouched. Yes food untouched by Me ! ,mentally cursing myself for even letting Clare drag me into the  clubing shit.
What a shitty day. School started with double periods of history  of Mr. Stans , which how I survived  with this  massive headache don't dare ask me.

"I am going to kill Clare".

"Dont bite me. " I hear Clares voice  behind. She drags the chair and sits beside me dumping her bag on the table and her tray of food." You're not alone with the hangover " and slides her hangds inside her bag.
" Here."
" What's this now ?"
" Aspirin you idiot" she said while putting her bag away.
I roll my eyes and take the aspirin , gulping  it down with the water from my water-bottle.

I turn towards Clare. Her hair gliding down to her back as usual with light makeup but today  she was a bit different something I couldn't catch on . I studied her  more instensly she had a sacrf around her neck and her curls covering most of her face. It's most of the time raining in Seattle the dark clouds  glooming above your head, but today  mother nature gave her blessings with a bright sunny day.  

" Why are u wearing a scarf ?" I asked .

The blood from her face draining away but she soon covered her expression.

"Tsk !"  She said. " w-why I can't wear a scarf ? " She said rolling her eyes " "it's Fashion " she said while  bringing more hair forward  on her sides.

Something off  but what .

Suddenly the whole Cafeteria burts  in noices. Everyone stoped pricking their food  and jabbering about  something. Everyone's eye  began hi turn towards the  cafeteria doors.