As promised, here's the continuation of the story. :)
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1.
Holy shit.
It hurt to move. Then again, hurt would be an understatement. Every inch of her ached. Even opening her eyes took way more effort than it should have.
Take it easy. One step at a time.
Vienna tried to move from her bed, inch by inch. She supported her forehead with her hand. Wryly, she sat up on her bed, her head pounding mercilessly.
Like a bullet train, the image of Nic and Harper seared into her head. She flinched at the thought of them, entwined in each other's arms, lips welded together... She vaguely remembered coming home, taking some sort of bottle in her hands. Then she remembered the empty bottle of Absolut vodka on her bedroom floor being once full.
Vi stood up and walked over to the mirror. She was still wearing the same green tank top and the same too-tight suade skirt that she wore last night, apparently that was Hollywood's latest trend. Vi scoffed in disgust at herself, took off her clothes and stepped into the shower.
She turned on the tap and felt the warm water trickle down her body. Eventhough the steam normaly calmed her down, she couldn't help but pound her fist on the white tiled wall. Anger surged through her as her tears got lost in the ribbons of water rolling down her body.
Why me?
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Nic squinted his eyes, trying to block out the painful light from the window and still try to see. He was on one side of the bed, with his back to the other. He felt something or someone move behind him. He froze, his hair standing on the back of his neck.
What the fuck?
Nic slowly turned around, and he saw her. Harper, as naked as he was under the covers, next to him. She gave him an awkward smile, looking just as nervous as he did.
Stumbling off the bed, Nic quickly put on his clothes. What the hell is going on here? Without turning around to face her, he said to Harper," I think you better go, like, now." His voice was breaking.
Harper stung. She had never seen Nic like this before, so vulnerable. But she knew better than to argue with him. She folded the covers over herself and sat on the bed, looking for her clothes on his messy floor.
"Nic," she started. "Did we-- Did we do anything?" she said cautiously.
"I have no freaking idea."
Nic slowly turned around, and he saw her. Harper, as naked as he was under the covers, next to him. She gave him an awkward smile, looking just as nervous as he did.
Stumbling off the bed, Nic quickly put on his clothes. What the hell is going on here? Without turning around to face her, he said to Harper," I think you better go, like, now." His voice was breaking.
Harper stung. She had never seen Nic like this before, so vulnerable. But she knew better than to argue with him. She folded the covers over herself and sat on the bed, looking for her clothes on his messy floor.
"Nic," she started. "Did we-- Did we do anything?" she said cautiously.
"I have no freaking idea."
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The new piece will be out next week. (:
I've decided to make this a weekly affair. :D
Also name suggestions would be awesometastic.
I'm running out of ideas for good names. D:
I've been inspired :D
Yay me. (:
RAWR X
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