Chapter Seven

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LISA'S POV

           I woke up feeling like I got the whole earth on my heard. I opened one of my eyes closing it immediately cos of too much brightness and headache. I don't remember much of how I got here. At first I thought I slept with someone but looking at my surrounding, I realized that I'm in my room. I felt like puking and that was what I did the next second. Rushing towards the bathroom door and puking my guts out to the toilet. After which I brush my mouth.
       I looked at my cloth, I wasn't wearing what I wore yesterday which means someone had me changed last night. Still feeling terrible I went downstairs. I know that I am a mess but that is the last thing I care about this morning. I got down smelling the beautiful aroma of coffee. I strode towards the kitchen and was stopped by the most beautiful eyes. She looked at me with horror. I take back my word, I should have check myself up before coming down here.              How much horrible do I look that will render someone speechless with a horrific look
         "On a scale of one to ten, how much horrible do I look?" I asked
        "Definitely twelve she answered
        "Funny!" I said going towards the stool sitting down. "I feel so terrible"
         "Here take it will help your hangover"
          "Thanks" I said taking the medicine. How did I end up here with a changed clothes. The last thing I remembered is going to a club
        "Someone called and inform me that you were wasted so I went and__ brought you home, change your clothes cause you covered yourself and I with puke.
       "Huh, sorry and thanks but you shouldn't have worry especially changing me.
         "Don't worry I didn't see anything, my eyes were closed all the while" I said
       "Oh my god I said covering my face, I felt so immature. What was I thinking drinking. I was in a bad place after meeting my so annoying parents and I needed to forget them but I didn't. I can still remember everything they said, it's like there words were imprinted in my brain. I was about to cry.
         "What happened"  I heard her asked taking a deep breath, trying to comport myself. After few seconds.
        "Nothing important, it's all in the past". I got up to avoid any other questions about last night.
        "I cook some breakfast, it will help you since you haven't eaten since yesterday afternoon. And I prepared coffee too. If there6 anything else you want, I'm here
        Thanks! I said
       I will leave it to you then? Lizzie said still standing there
        Yeah I replied sensing her hesitance to leave. "I'm fine just go do your stuff"
        "Okay then"  she finally said going upstairs.
        Ugh fuck! I muttered hitting myself on the head. I know that if my parents get to hear about my state last night, I won't hear anything but that
      I could imagine what they will say with a look of disappoint. I am even more disappointed in myself, I'm a mother of two kids for Christ sake. What if something had happened to me, who will I leave my kids to, what will happen to them. I need to grow up I said to myself hitting my head again.    
         I drank the coffee she made taking bacon and eggs. I need to regain some energy cause I felt like shit. I was half way finishing my food when I heard her coming downstairs.
      Hey! I'm going for a run she said
      Oh okay I answered not trying to look at her
         "I will be going for work so I will not be around when you come back. You have the key to the house?" I asked still not looking at her
         Yeah I do! she answered but yet she's not moving. I can sense it. I finally looked at her to know the reason. I was speachless. She was hot, too hot if I'm being sincere. She was wearing a small black short with a black sport bra. She had her hair tied in a neat ponytail. Her abs were made specially to view. Flat stomach with the right breast to fit in with her body. Everything about her body was perfected. It's not like I didn't notice before but I was too afraid to do.
         I know I'm pretty she said with that adorable smirk
         I felt like digging a hole for myself, she caught me staring at her and now she will think that I'm interested in her. "Very humble" I said sarcastically dragging my eyes aways from her. "Anything else?" I asked
        "You sure you are ok to go to work?" Lizzie asked again
          Yeah I'm fine I said getting tired of being asked the same question over again. I just got drunk for Christ sake and not try to commit succide
        "Ok I will see you in the evening then" Lizzie says 
         "Sure , I won't run off getting drunk again" I said
      "Ok  then" she said closing the door behind her
       Not having an appetite to eat again, I dispose the remaining going upstairs to prepare for work. The most advantages of having a friend as your boss is not being getting fired for arriving late not that I'm taking advantage of that.
        I was feeling better before I finished preparing, whatever I took really works cause I'm feeling wey better. I looked at the mirror felling satisfied with myself. I had my black favorite pencil skirt that reaching above my knee, a red long sleeve shirt, a flat shoe and some jewelry. My hair was down in a curly form passing my shoulders. One thing I love so much about myself is my hair. I was satisfied. Taking my hand bag with me, I left the house. I haven't heard from my kids, taking a mental note to call them when I return, I entered my car speeding off to work.

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