Uncontrollably Fond

Chapter 7

I opened my eyes, trying to take a glimpse around but I was too blinded by the white light coming from outside the window. The loud party music were not registering to my ears anymore. I shut my eyes for some time wondering who took me home and guessing how my father did reacted.

I slowly open the windows of my world, able to adjust from the light.

When I finally did, it widened, I gasped, realizing that this isn't my room. Nervousness started creeping towards me, radiating from my spines.

Shit.

I sat up straight from the bed I was laying, checking for something suspicious, not right and absolutely wrong. I hurriedly stood up when I realized there was someone in the bed beside me, the whole body was mummified by the soft, fluffy thick blue blanket, including the face.

I chewed my nails with heavy breathing. Though I was still wearing my ripped jeans and my pink tank tops, still I can't be just that sure. I was so drunk and I totally lost control of myself for sometime that I can't even remember what happened and how I end up here. Thousand what ifs started popping on my head immediately.

My mind's fighting over whether should I or shouldn't I remove the thick blanket to reveal the person who was sleeping with me in the very same bed. The thought of me losing my virginity or worst became pregnant was something unbearable for me.  I can't be a mom yet. I'm just sixteen. I can't even take good care of myself and worst, my Dad would kill me.

I finally decided  to remove the stupid thick blanket covering who for Christ sake it was to reveal who I was with after being a drunken crazy. I picked up the lamp on the nightstand, held it up in the air and slowly pulling down the duvet revealing a sweet, snoring and very fast asleep Kira.

I sighed in relief, putting down the lamp. Thank the Heaven up above! I started laughing quietly to myself and shook my head from the thoughts my head created

I tried to remember what happened last night but it seemed so blurry. All I knew is that at first, we totally partied and chatted for hours about almost everything where some more of our friends joined us. We laughed and played truth or dare making me dance with this one guy I can't even remember who. I remembered Malia being dragged into a room with Chloe. That made me smiled and thought that maybe she hoped it was Christian instead of Chloe.

We totally drank beyond what our bodies could possibly take. I was pretty of sure of that because I was in a middle of puzzling things about what shits I was going through. It made me think that it may be better sometimes to be insanely drunk to forget bad things, the pain and all the dramas. But then, my head really hurt, I badly need Tylenol.

I grabbed phone and scanned if there were any messages from home. And there was one.

'Call me when u got home. Be working late til tomorrow and I'm not sure if I can come home. Got lots of paperworks to do. Be safe. - Dad'

Great, one of my friends called my father and gave my dad some excuse. Perks of having good friends and a trusting father.

'Don't forget to rest, dad. Ur health should always comes 1st. Love u! - Jade'

I decided to leave the room to look for the kitchen. I walked towards the staircase and stand at the corner, gripping my hands on the railings, I peeked down to know which floor I was.

"Third floor." I said to myself.

I started pacing down the stairs, awed by how the staircase was done beautifully with the gold railings and spiral designs embossed on it. I'm about near the ground floor when I heard vacuum cleaners bustling and people talking, cleaning the huge mess we did last night. It may took a couple of hours to clean the whole area. Disadvantages of humongous houses.