AN: new chapter! fun and excitement! my god im so exhausted. rewriting the whole story, mostly just grammer with some bits thrown in to make the words flow smoother and the thoughts clearer.
Morning came to Sonia, harsh sunlight filtering though the blinds making the pounding in her head endless.
"Ugh." was all she managed to get out. She went for the covers and missed, looked down and saw her naked bottom half with just a shirt that was too big and smell too masculine.
"Where are my clothes?" she said sniffing her still sticky hand. "Sonia you bad girl. What have you done in his bed?"
She stumbled around trying to find her clothes, failed, smelled breakfast wafting from down stairs, the pounding in her head too much and with a muttered "Fuck this I'm hungry," went for Tony's gym shorts from off the floor before heading down the hall with her eyes closed. they fit disturbingly well on her hips. She reached the first step, missed the second and tumbled all the way down to the first floor, succubus strength leaving her with just embarrassment that she was in too much pain from the hangover to care about.
"Good morning." Carl said from the table were the rest of the family was waiting. "Slept well?"
"Um, I think so?" she managed to croak out. It had to be Tequila last night. That stuff was as evil the next day as it was fun the previous night.
"Sleep alone?" Carl said, punctuated by Tony's spitting out his drink.
"Sadly." she said as she grabbed a random plate from Sophie and set in on the table before sitting next to Tony.
"Could have been me." Scott whispered.
"I'd rather get fucked by a dog in the ass with no lube. A very well endowed dog, you stupid cow." she whispered back a little too loud, one eye closed as she tried and failed to get food on her fork.
"Well this is interesting breakfast conversation." Sophie said as she sat down with the rest of the family.
"Sorry. I keep messing this up." Sonia said, too much honesty leaking out despite her better judgment.
"I have to ask Sonia," Carl said, between bites, "Where are you clothes?"
"Dunno. Let me know when you find them." her eyes closed against her burning eyeballs.
"Make sure the dweeb doesn't steal your panties, Sonia." Scott said.
"I am literally wearing his dirty clothes, WHY THE FUCK DO YOU THINK I WOULD CARE WHAT HE DOES WITH MY PANTIES?!" food flying out of her mouth at Scott. She curled her hand in to a fist about to ugly up his face with a broken nose and a few less teeth when when she felt Tony's hand close around her, his pain and concern washing away her anger and leaving only shame.
"I'm sorry, that was uncalled for." was all she said. "I got to go." she said as she got up and ran out the front door before her instincts made things even worse, ignoring the protest from behind her. She ran, head pounding as the tears blurred the world until she sagged behind her door.
"I'm so screwed." she said over and over through the tears, finally falling asleep on the floor.