nyc•to•phil•ia | nik-tō-fil'ē-a
- love of darkness or night;finding relaxation or comfort in darkness.
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"Tell me Celeste," he began as he walked back and forth in front of me.
"Have you ever heard of nyctophilia?"
I slowly...
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Celeste's POV I woke up to a pounding headache and the overwhelming feeling to vomit.
I quickly ran to my bathroom then instantly started to throw up as I clenched my stomach in pain. Tears quickly made their way to my eyes and I struggled to contain them.
I don't know what's happening.
Closing my eyes, I thought back to last night trying to remember what I could. I was supposed to stay at Toni's, and go to the party... Oh no.
If I was here... that meant Ambrose found out.
As if on cue, I heard the deep rumble of laughter coming from Ambrose's friends downstairs. So I made my way to them.
Once I got downstairs, I hesitantly opened the kitchen door to find all the boys sat around the island. Apart from Asher.
I really hope I didn't say anything stupid last night.
When they heard me enter, all eyes were on me. "Good morning." I mumbled as I kept my head down, then took a seat at the end of the island.
"Morning party girl,did you have a good time last night?" Mateo teaser as the others laughed, except Ambrose.
I felt my cheeks flush, "I-I don't know." I admitted in embarrassment.
Ambrose scoffed then made his way over to me. He placed a huge plate full of bacon, sausages, eggs, etc.
I didn't ever eat this for breakfast. "I don't want this." I muttered as I looked up at him, he didn't look at me back.
"You feel like shit right?" He stated, whilst clearly trying to contain his anger.
I nodded my head yes.
"Then eat it." He ordered, "it'll help with the hangover.", then walked around the island and sat opposite to me.
Hangover?
We then sat and ate our food in an awkward silence. He was definitely mad.
"Ambrose...I'm- I'm sorry-" I began but he cut me off.
"Don't," He sighed then rubbed his temples. "Don't fucking apologise. You knew fully well not to go to that party. I told you not to go, even fucking Asher told you not go and you still did. Can you even remember what you did last night?"
"Ambrose, go easy on her." Wes sighed.
I could feel my eyes start to tear up from his scolding.
"I- no, I can't."
"Well you got that drunk, you didn't even know what you were doing. Then your 'friend', Toni, had you sat in the kitchen whist she kissed you in front of all her friends." He said in a scarily calm tone.
I kissed Toni?!
"N-no I didn't. I wouldn't do that, and- and Toni wouldn't do that!"
I couldn't believe it. Is that why Asher isn't here? Is he upset with me?"
