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The day after my fuck-up...
I wake up the next day with my sister sitting on the edge of my bed watching me with a scowl on her face.
"Watch it. You'll get wrinkles from frowning all the time," I said gruffly. My mouth feels like nasty-tasting cotton was shoved in it.
"My wrinkles would all be your fault." She hands me two Advils and a bottle of water, which I take eagerly.
"Fuck. My head."
"Yeah. I'm glad you're in pain, asshole."
"Thanks, sis. I can always count on you for moral support."
"What the hell happened last night, Edward?"
"You probably know better than I do. I was plastered. I don't remember much."
"Try and recollect." She means business and she's not happy.
I'm not happy either.
"I know I fucked up with Bella."
"I figured as much. She ran out of the bar after she told me you kissed her. For some reason I don't think that would cause her to leave, so something else happened. What?"
I shake my head, the movement making me hold my head to stop the room from spinning.
"Fuck. Yeah. That I remember. Shit, Rose. I don't know how it happened. It just... we were dancing, and... you know how I get when I drink..."
"That excuse is bullshit, little brother, and you know it. She ran out of there and wouldn't tell me anything. She looked devastated.
I think back to the events last night. And suddenly it comes back to me.
"Fuck, I think I'm gonna be sick." I run to the bathroom and heave into the toilet. There's nothing left to expel. Rose is behind me, leaning against the bathroom doorframe.
"Lauren. Lauren showed up last night... she, fuck. She found me in the bar right after I left B to use the bathroom. She showed up without telling me and she fucking threw herself at me. I was so trashed, Rosie..."
Hot tears sting my eyes as everything from last night starts to come together. I fucked up. Bad.
"B saw you." It was definitely a statement and not a question.
"Yes. She ran out before I could get away from Lauren and get my bearings. Rose, she hates me."
"Yes, probably."
"But she's with Mike still, isn't she?" I look up for confirmation.
"They've been having some issues."
"Damn it," I sit on the floor against the tile wall.
"What do I do, Rose?"
"I wish you two would just talk. You know, for best friends, you both really suck at the job."
"Yeah, I'm aware. Fucking Lauren. What the hell was she trying to pull showing up like that?"
"Who knows. You know I can't stand the chic."
We sit in silence for a bit before I break it.
"I need to talk to B."
"Yes. But you need to shower first and eat. You stink."
A/N: Right. Be back in a couple hours... getting closer to the big BIG chapter...
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