'YOUR NEVER GOING TO LEAVE ME AGAIN!!!'
Faith awoke with a start, she looked around the room she was in and sighed, another dream of him, her ex. Was he ever going to leave her alone? Slowly easing herself out of the bed she rubbed her head with the palm of her hand. It felt like a heard of elephants was trampling over her brain.
Listening carefully she could hear the sound of voices drifting up the stairs, the smell of breakfast made her stomach churn, She planned to get out of there as quick as possible which as little conversation as required. Wandering down the stairs, the voices got louder, shit there were quite a few people still hanging around, this would be harder than she anticipated. When she got into the kitchen, everyone went silent.
'The drunk rises.' Jeff started the conversation, laughing.
Someone nudged him in the ribs, she didn't recognise them. She looked around for Shannon but couldn't see him.
'I'm gonna go, tell Shannon I will see him tommorow.' With that she walked back out of the room, grabbed her bag off of the sofa and left.
Fucke Jeff! she thought walking home. He had no right to talk to me like that, especially after last night. What am I saying? That was nothing last night, he was probaly worse for wear too.
'Hey, where Faith?' Shannon said walking back into the house. He had gone to the shop to stock up on more food for breakfast.
'Jeff pissed her off and she left.' stated Matt, going through the bags and emptying them.
Shannon sighed, he didn't know what Jeff's problem was but he didn't like the idea of him upsetting Faith. She seemed fragile, he didn't want Jeff making it worse.
Getting home, Faith ran a big bubble bath and soaked in it for what felt like hours. She spent the rest of her Sunday relaxing and nursing her hangover. She was in bed by 7.30pm, wanting to be fresh for tommorow.