Primal Desires

Chapter 4

Rose's POV

I was definitely not sixteen anymore.

Back then, I could drink three times the amount that I had last night and still wake up fresh as a daisy the next morning. This was not the case today. My head pounded harshly, the ache in my throat felt like sandpaper, and my stomach was filled with nausea.

"Damn it, Rose! When did you get so old?" I asked myself, my eyes still shut from my sleep. Bracing myself, I slowly opened them, blinking a few times to adjust to my surroundings. I found myself on the sofa wrapped in a blanket. The bright moonlight shining through the window told me that it was the middle of the day and my eyes slightly stung from the glare. I really did not know how people on a 'normal' schedule did it – if they went out drinking the night before, they'd wake up to sunlight, and how they managed that with a hangover I had no idea.

Groaning, I slowly sat up, afraid to move too quickly in case my nausea turned in to actual puke. Thinking of throwing up, an image of my drunken self releasing the contents of my gut into one of Adrian's plant pots flashed in my mind. Whoops. I should probably apologise to him.

I was thankful to see that Dimitri had left a glass of water beside me on the coffee table. I definitely needed it – I felt dehydrated and my head felt as though I had received one too many hits in the sparring ring. I downed the water before staggering over to the sink in the kitchen to fill the glass up again. As I drank my second glass, I looked over and noticed a note on the counter top beside my phone.

Roza,
Gone to train.
D x

Sighing, I grabbed my phone and headed back to the sofa with my water. I was secretly glad Dimitri hadn't been here when I woke up – I knew I looked awful, still in my clothes from yesterday and hair all tangled. I also had no idea of what I would say to him; I was still seething at what he had said to me. I adored the man, but he apparently felt as though our relationship was a mistake. My heart ached remembering our argument.

Looking down at my phone, I noticed that I had a missed call from Dimitri and three from Lissa. Dimitri had probably phoned last night to find out where I had stormed off to, phoning Lissa when he realised I left my phone here. And I bet he told her what happened between us, causing her to phone me as well.

Continuing to scroll through my phone I also saw that Lissa had left me a text:

Rose, you okay? Dimitri's worried. Xxx

Bingo! I was right. I knew the two of them like the back of my hand. I quickly replied to her message to let her know I was okay.

Sorry Liss, just woke up. He's not here. Speak to you later. Xx

Finishing my water, I decided to take a shower to wash away the smell of alcohol and change out of my day-old clothes. Just as I stood up to head to the bathroom, my phone chimed with a text from Adrian:

Hope you're okay. You owe me a plant pot.

I chuckled in spite of my guilt and replied straight away.

Don't think so, it was you who supplied the alcohol - last night was your fault :)

Placing my phone back down on the table, I finally made it to the bathroom to shower. I undressed and chucked my clothes in the vague direction of the laundry basket - it landed just to the left of it.

"Close enough," I shrugged as I stepped into the cubicle. I let the hot water rush over me, enjoying its warmth before grabbing my strawberry body wash and soaking away the smell of alcohol and sweat. I hadn't had time to shower yesterday before meeting Lissa, and so I welcomed the strong fruity smell. I definitely needed it.