chapter 1-the headache
Edith's point of view
Turning over in bed I could smell a sweet flower-like smell coming from in front of me. my head aches and after several seconds I start slowly opening my eyes, I see an familiar face as well as something I wasn't expecting; or rather a person I wasn't expecting. She was so beautiful, so soft looking without thinking I grabbed my hand and slowly caressed her face. She started to wake up and I quickly took my hand away and prayed she'd just sleep instead of waking which to my luck she just kept on sleeping. Slowly getting out of bed as to not wake her I quietly started looking for clothes and found them all after about five minutes of looking as well as putting on after I found them. I grabbed my phone and checked the time to realize it was only six and put it down, I couldn't leave without saying anything that'd be rude so I grabbed a paper from the bedside and told her I had a good time despite me not remembering a single thing from last night after several beers and who knows what else. My head hurts like hell and all I want is to go home and sleep but I have school tomorrow and an art commission due the day after so I have to leave. I start heading downstairs slowly watching the bottles and the scattered people sleeping on the floor and stairs, they are definitely going to have big headaches is all I can think about as I walk past. My head hurts and I feel like falling over but I grab my jacket from the hosts mudroom and head out the door, sitting on the steps outside the house I call an Uber and tell them the address of the house and sit waiting.
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The car ride felt like forever! I got home and quietly walked inside hoping my dad was at work and mom was still in bed but to my disappointment, neither of these prayers came true in fact both were sitting on the leather couch watching the news and waiting for me to arrive.
"Hey.....mom whats up?" I said slowly hoping she wouldn't be too angry. My thoughts were wrong, two seconds later she burst into flames and stood up to yell at me.
"Hey!?! What the hell is hey! You just thought you could sneak out and party? Who do you think you are!?!
She lectured and yelled for a few minutes then my dad spoke his mind then they hugged me and told me how worried they were. They were worried? Its a regular thing for my parents to be worried but for some reason, it felt nice today. I smiled then grabbed some water and asked for some painkillers. My mom grabbed them then let me sleep on her lap while she watched the news, she usually doesn't let me but I think she was sympathetic for me being hungover. I dreamt up the girl from this morning, she was walking at a park and wearing a blue dress and a large sunhat. She grabbed my hand and led me to a blanket under a tree laying me down the laying on my chest. The wind was blowing softly and she hummed quietly against my chest, she made me feel warm.
I awoke several hours later and it was already eleven at night, grabbing a mug and putting on a kettle for tea I went off to grab my computer to finish off my homework. After about an hour I had finished off the essay I started a few days prior and began to start the colouring for the art commission. After about four hours and three cups of tea later I had done all the colouring and shading I decided to stop and finish the piece when I got home after school. I went to my bed and quickly fell asleep after my head reached the pillow.
"Edith time to get up sweet pea," my mom said while shaking me awake, My head didn't hurt anymore but I still felt gross. The images from the party flashed into my mind and I finally realized something, I slept with a girl... a GIRL! I'm straight right? I was drunk it was a drunken choice that doesn't mean I like girls but isn't there a saying that drunk you is the real you or something like that?
These many questions appeared and vanished once I found a new question similar but the true question stayed. Do I like girls?