I don't own Twilight.
"I'm screwed"
"Where the hell did you even find this?" "I don't know, somewhere around here" said Alice shrugging "In my house?" "Uhm no… I went jogging this morning and found it. I just thought the color was pretty and grabbed it" Was the color pretty? Do not even ask me… Was Alice telling the truth? The fuck she wasn't! "You thought the color was… pretty?" I breathed out while I massaged my temples. "Yeah… and…" there's more! I just knew it! "I just had this strange feeling that it had something to do with you" "So…" "So…?" "You took it" "I took it" "She took it! For god's sake" I said as I threw my arms in the air "geez… Edward there's no reason to freak out… yet" she rolled her eyes at me. She just fucking rolled her eyes at me. I'm dead. I just died.
"Oh… cheer up Eduardo, don't be like that… it'll be fun" she said excited and clasped her hands together. "Do not bother a corpse Alice. Its soul will come to haunt you." "You are no fun." She pouted "Why do you always have to be such a party-pooper" "I'm not going" "Oh you are" she said as she put a devilish smile on her face.
Shit.
I'm screwed.
I always am.
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BPOV
"I. HATE. MY. LIFE" "Sweetie we've been through this…" "But I really do! I hate it!" I whined. "I already told you I was sorry!" "Ladies and gentleman I present to you the alcoholic of the year" "Hey I am not an alcoholic! I just had a little too much to drink…" her voice started trailing off. "BESIDES you were drinking too!" excuses, excuses… "YEAH I was drinking until you decided to dry hump a 16-year-old without her consent!" "Really? Wow! She looked so much older! And how did she get in? She definitely had a fake ID" "Not the point Jessica!"
Now kids I recommend the use of alcoholic beverages when used responsibly. If not, then you'll end up like my friend Jessica here who clearly has a problem. Ok, she doesn't drink much, but when she does… she starts dry humping everything that moves.
You have the best friend ever.
Yeah I know… but I love Jessica, I do. It's just that it sucks cleaning up all of her messes. Take last night as an example. While I was talking to Ed-Edwin? Edward! Gosh! How could I forget his name? He was a piece of a man. Well the thing is that Jessica started to make a fool of herself, and because I'm such a good person, I took her home without getting any information.
"…And her hair did you see her hair? That perm didn't suit her at all!" "Yeah, yeah… I have to go Charlie just arrived…" "Oh ok! Are you coming over later? I have soooo much to tell you!" what can possibly had happened between last night and today? It was Sunday, nothing ever happens on Sundays! "Sure Jess. See ya!" "Oh but just let me tell you tha-" Off! I turned my cellphone off. At last! There's peace… I don't know how Jessica doesn't EVER get hangover. Sure she gets as drunk as a skunk, but hangover? NEVER! I hate her…
I was a mess. My hair was tangled. I was still wearing the jeans from last night. My makeup is all smudgy, my feet hurt AND I couldn't see the sunlight. I was practically an owl. "Bells I'm home!" Right, Charlie. I quickly took my makeup off, put on a comfy robe -yes a robe- and headed downstairs.
Mental note to self: Buy a new one. A new robe that is, a new adult-like robe. As much as I loved my Minnie robe we didn't clicked anymore ya' know?
"Coming!" I half-yelled.
God! Look at me! A 27-year-old woman living with her father. Could life get any shittier? How could this have happened? I had everything on track! My grades weren't as bad as Jessica's, I did sports, had the right friends, avoided getting involved in any kind of trouble, never paid much attention to boys and still, I was trapped in the same hell-hole after all these years…
I think I might have to start making some changes which will require an extremely hard job…
Hmmh…
Screw it!
I'm keeping Minnie!
Enjoy! :)
PS: sorry if there is any mistake!