Drunk, I am so bloody stupid, I was drunk and when I say drunk I mean on the verge of being paralytic. I was drunk and I slept with him, ok we've been going for two weeks so maybe it was time but I wish I had of been sober so I could have like been there if you know what I mean, remember it.

The next morning.

Holy-shit. A hangover and a half or what? My head was thumping and I couldn't walk straight. I climbed quietly out of the bed; I put on my jeans and slipped on one of dally jumpers on top. I put my shoes on then in my very expensive heels I closed the door quietly and ran home, hoping to get back in before George could notice I was gone.

When I got there I opened the door and closed it gently behind me; I put my keys softly down on the side,

"SARAH?" Fuck. I ran into my room, I jumped under the quilt and pretended I was just waking up. She appeared in the door way,

"Don't bullshit me, you still wearing your shoes, where the fuck have you been?"

"What?" I said sleepily.

"You slept with him didn't you? I don't believe this." She continued, "You're the smart one, sleep with a greaser! You're a stupid cow and you'll live to regret that." She stormed off,

"You don't even know him." I shouted angrily back at her as I ripped the quilt off

I kept the jeans on I took Dallys jumper off and put one of my tops on, I made my way into the kitchen; I boiled the kettle and made my self some coffee. I gulped it down as well as some aspirin; I walked over to the couch and sat down. And just then George came out.
"Real bright, he's not a good person you know and he's not good for you." She said

"SHUT UP. What do you even know about him?"

"What do YOU even know about him?"

"Plenty thanks! And if you ever made an effort to be nice or even civil so would you."

"I know who he is and HE is not right for you."

"THANKS but ill be the judge of that."

"YOUR JUST GONNA GET HURT."

"OH WELL IT'S MY DESSCION ANYWAY. AND I WILL NOT GET HURT."

"OF COARSE YOU WONT JUST LIKE YOU DIDN'T GET HURT THE LAST TIME."

"FUCK YOU."

"FUCK YOU."

Neither of us stormed off we just stopped. We argue a lot by the way and she always starts it. Then I noticed she was fully dressed ready to leave,

"Where are you going?"

"No where."

"Fine." And with that she left.

I sat and started to watch the TV when the phone rang. I got up and ran over to get it,

"Hello?"

"Hey babes,"

"Hey, what's up?"

"Nothing much, what are you doing this afternoon?"

"Not a lot, but George has gone out if you wanna come round?" I asked him

"Ok, see you in a bit."

"How long is a bit?"

"Ten fifteen minutes?"

"See you then."

"Love ya."

"You to." And I hung up. TEN MINUTES that's not enough time to get gorgeous. I was running all around the house like a crazy person then the door went, I looked in the mirror and then went to get it.

"Hello." I said calmly.

"Hey gorgeous." He said as he lent in and started to kiss my neck.

"Down boy." I laughed as I pulled away.

"So what are we doing?" he asked

"What do you want to do?" I asked

"Let's laze and watch the TV." He said. Right answer. We went in and got to talking we lounged and drunk coffee and messed around. We mostly talked about the past, friends, family that type of thing, Then he had to leave, he kissed me goodbye and went on his way.

I walked over to the cabinet by the TV and pulled open the draw, in it laid a little glass ornament, MY ornament it was shaped like a heart and it was broken, did George tell you she breaks things and hides them up? No she didn't did she? I just open draws or move things only to find other things broken underneath them.

Just then she come came in smiling, I held it up,

"George!"

"What it's just another broken heart?"