North vs South (Cameron Dallas)

Fifty six

I know I know I said that this update would be earlier but I faced difficulties for the ending.

I've planned this book only to have 50 chapters and now that I'm doing 60 I have all there empty chapters to fill and I didn't know what I was doing or writing but I'm working it out so thank you for reading and enjoy!

Melissa

I don't recall anything from last night.
Nothing.

I feel like a complete idiot for letting myself go and getting so drunk that I wasn't aware of my actions but by the way Mia was looking at me as we eat breakfast I knew something was off.

"What is it?" I ask her taking a sip of her herbal 'hangover' cure tea.

"Nothing." She tells me shaking her head and focussing back on her plate off food.

I see Dylan's eyes awkwardly scan the both of us, unsure of what to do and quite frankly I don't know why he is acting like this.

"Hey Sav lets go play with the dolls you have in your room." Dylan stands up and walks over to Savannah.

"No daddy I want to stay with Aunt Melly" she wines crossing her small arms over her chest and I find it the cutest.

"I'm sure she will be able to play with you after" Dylan tells her as she looks at me for reassurance.

"Of course, we can put makeup on and dress up." I nod whispering the last part.

Of course in a second she is up at her feet and tugging on Dylan's pants, "Quick daddy the princess isn't going to be saved in time." She stresses causing me to laugh.

When the we hear a door shut upstairs, Mia diverts her glaring eyes to me, "Do you remember anything from last night Melissa? Don't lie to me."

"I told you I don't remember! I wish I knew Mia, you know that. I don't know what got over me." I tell her as I shake my head felling disgusted and disappointed in myself.

I wonder if he turned up to the party?

She sighs and continues to cut her food up, "I wish I know what gets into your head sometimes."

"What do you mean?" I ask confused as I no longer feel for an appetite.

Mia nervously looks around the house before lowering her tone. "You took some drug last night Melissa. Why would you do that to yourself?" She seems so unpleased with me it begins to concern me of what actually happened.

"What do you mean I took a dug?"

She must be confused with drunk behaviours.

"I mean you fucking popped a pill in your mouth and swallowed it down your mouth so it entered your system and stuffed you up for the night and much of the morning." Her voice is rough and full of anger.

"I don't remember." I tell her honestly tugging at the roots of my hair, maybe trying to bring back the memory to my system.

"Of course you don't you were grinding on every guy and playing up." She spits.

My heart quickens and I cringe at the thoughts for my mistakes.

She holds her hand over her face and looks out the window with glassy eyes, "If it wasn't for him who knows what would of happened to you." She murmurs so lowly I hardly heard her.

"What did you say?" I ask her.

"I don't know why you have been acting so odd lately! You haven't been yourself in a very long time and I feel like I have lost my best friend because the girl sitting in front of me right now isn't her!" She cries knocking over her empty glass.