Breaking Thoughts

CHAPTER 8

I felt someone tap me on my shoulder breaking me from my thoughts, bringing me back to reality. I looked up to see we were already in front of the female bathroom.

“You go in Vanessa. You know what happen the last time I went in”

“Okay, okay. I’ll be right back”, I laughed.

“I’ll be here waiting”, Luke smiled leaning on the wall besides the bathroom door.

“I guess you’ll guard the door then, body guard”

“I guess I am”, was all he said before ushering me inside.

I went in and headed to one of the stalls where I saw two pairs of familiar heels only to be greeted by the sight of Sarah kneeling down on the floor in front of the toilet vomiting her guts out while Hope hold her hair back from her face as she rub her back for comfort.

This usually happens whenever she goes out with Hope, Justin, Luke or to some party she was invited to. She never listens or take heed from all the terrible hand overs she has after. Poor Sarah.

“Hey, how is she holding up?”, I asked Hope stepping into the open toilet stall joining them.

“As you can see, she is doing perfectly fine. Its like she listened to every one of our advices yet she’s still here vomiting like she is losing her soul”, she answered sarcastically.

“Water… w-water”, Sarah panted looking up from the toilet.

Hope hand her a bottle of water in which she happily drank greedily. When she was finish we left to go home but not before finding Justin against a wall with his tongue down some girl’s throat.

Typical Justin

Luke dropped me home first indicating it was better that way than driving back and forth. Me and him were the only sober persons in the car.

I said my goodbyes to everyone then walk up the stairs to my apartment building while they watch for my safety, soon after they drove off towards their home.

When I got into my apartment. I changed out of my clothes into a long shirt reaching at my knees, put my  hair in a ponytail, set the alarm on my phone for 6 am while put it to charge. I said a short prayer asking and thanking God for the safety of my friends and to live to see another day he has provided.

I went to bed laying in the dark thinking about all the stuff that happen today from Miss Johnson leaving to having a very memorable showdown with Jacob.

As time slowly pass my eyes grew heavy, a yawn escaped from my lips and suddenly my phone began to make some noise but I was too tired and lazy to get up and check.

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I woke up the next morning five minutes before my alarm with a nasty headache.

Now I knew how Sarah felt.

I felt like someone was pounding my head with a hammer. I guess this was my first hangover after all. I got up and went straight into the bathroom to look for some pain killers. I found some Advil and took two with some water hoping it would ease the pain.

My horrible reflection caught my eyesight. I thought I put my hair in one last night but I guess my hair had a mind of its own. My now straight hair that Sarah flat iron last night was almost out of the ponytail that I know would be curly when I wash it.

My makeup was smudged all over my face and their was bags under my eyes. I guess I’ll have to change my sheets.

When I went back to bed my alarm ring off. It turn it off and flip down on my bed to get some more sleep. I was tired.