No One Could Have Guessed
A/N: Sorry for the shortness of the chapter. I guess I really never was good at the morning after.
8- The Morning after.
Sean didn't want to see anyone that morning. He knew Jessica would be fine and wanted to avoid Christine at all costs. He didn't have work this early but had to leave the house. Quietly he got ready, tiptoed through the living room, got into his car, and he was off.
Christine woke up and walked outside her room to see Jessica sitting at the kitchen table with her head resting on hand and her eyes closed.
"Hey." Christine whispered as she gently tapped Jessica on the shoulder.
She shot up then grabbed her head.
"Morning." Jess replied. Purposely leaving out the good. "What the hell happened last night?"
"Well we went to a party. I didn't know were you were. I got attacked." Christine held up her bandaged hand. "I came looking for you. You were choking on your vomit cause you had passed out while on your back. I called Sean and he-" Jessica cut her off.
"Oh Shit, Sean." she ran to her uncle's door and swung it open. To find the room empty.
"He's probably so mad at me. I'm never going to be allowed out of this house again." she closed the door and rested her head on it. "Was he really upset?"
"He was more worried than mad." Christine said it in a cheerful tone. It didn't help.
"I'm Sorry. I shouldn't have run off with... Adam, I'll kill him." Jess suddenly realized how everything last night could have happened.
"Let's just forget everything for now. This is something for you and Sean to talk about, it's not between you and I." she wanted to talk, but didn't think the time was right. "So what do you want for breakfast?"
A/N: Sorry for the shortness of the chapter. I guess I really never was good at the morning after.
8- The Morning after.
Sean didn't want to see anyone that morning. He knew Jessica would be fine and wanted to avoid Christine at all costs. He didn't have work this early but had to leave the house. Quietly he got ready, tiptoed through the living room, got into his car, and he was off.
Christine woke up and walked outside her room to see Jessica sitting at the kitchen table with her head resting on hand and her eyes closed.
"Hey." Christine whispered as she gently tapped Jessica on the shoulder.
She shot up then grabbed her head.
"Morning." Jess replied. Purposely leaving out the good. "What the hell happened last night?"
"Well we went to a party. I didn't know were you were. I got attacked." Christine held up her bandaged hand. "I came looking for you. You were choking on your vomit cause you had passed out while on your back. I called Sean and he-" Jessica cut her off.
"Oh Shit, Sean." she ran to her uncle's door and swung it open. To find the room empty.
"He's probably so mad at me. I'm never going to be allowed out of this house again." she closed the door and rested her head on it. "Was he really upset?"
"He was more worried than mad." Christine said it in a cheerful tone. It didn't help.
"I'm Sorry. I shouldn't have run off with... Adam, I'll kill him." Jess suddenly realized how everything last night could have happened.
"Let's just forget everything for now. This is something for you and Sean to talk about, it's not between you and I." she wanted to talk, but didn't think the time was right. "So what do you want for breakfast?"