Say Ah

Chapter 8: Good morning, hope

Alison's POV –

"Jhene wake up" I whispered as I rubbed my eyes my voice was croaky so I didn't want to talk loud, I shook her slightly then walked towards the kitchen to get some coffee.

If you couldn’t tell it was the next morning, and I felt like a truck ran over me, twice.

Had a little too much to drink? Yes. After finding out about Christopher and his company and of course getting to see how he actually looked, Jhene went crazy, ranting about how lucky I was to how my babies were going to be so gorgeous, by that time I knew she was getting drunk, then I remembered her persuading me to join which I did surprisingly, stupid peer pressure. And now I'm here feeling like s**t and my head hurts.

Jhene was currently sprawled on the couch with one leg on the top of the back rest and the other on the chairs arm. "No!" she whined.

"We have to go to work and get clothes for Emanuel's birthday party" I said as I poured my coffee.

Emanuel was one of Jhenes friends, they met at a Victoria secret store when

Emanuel started giving her beauty tips and provided her with little fashion secrets,

I didn’t really care for them, it was too complicated and it was just clothes, and somehow they have been friends ever since, they meet and have lunch together every now and again, we met a few times already, he was a pretty nice guy.

"Ugh why did I convince you to go? I don't want to get up!" she said frustrated, I heard shuffling, she must be getting up.

"I don't know, because I already told you, I can't handle parties anymore, it's just too much" I said.

“Oh my god! You need to stop sulking over that shithead!" she shouted as she approached the kitchen then held her head in pain." Ow shouldn't have done that" she said regretfully.

"Jhene, I used to love that shithead you know" I said.

“I don't care, whether you loved him or not he hurt you, majorly" she said she was really upset now.

Dane really did Hurt me, majorly, in her words, it led me to temporarily stop talking to my parents and especially cousin Alex, I actually still don't talk to her and I don’t plan on doing it, we were like sisters before and during Dane but all that changed at my parents anniversary party about six months ago.

"I know" I said quietly to jhene, it still hurts even now. Randy came up to me wagging his tail, I knelt and started to scratch behind his ear, Randy was a very shy dog, he never really got used to me until about 2 months ago when he started climbing into my bed to sleep, I adopted him about 1 month after my breakup with Dane, Jhene thought it would be a good idea to get a pet to keep my company so I got Randy after I moved out of my previous apartment. I could never sleep in that place after what happened so I was crashing with Jhene until I found this one.

I stayed there for a while then got up to feed him. I saw Jhene looking at me worried.

"I'm ok" I said reassuringly. She nodded.

I put down Randy's bowl and head towards my room. "I'm gonna shower ok? Remember we have work today." I said loudly as I walked into my room. "Ugh! why do you keep reminding me of these things!" she shouted.

"Because I'm your best friend, and you need to work" I replied. There was silence for about a minute. "Hey I'm leaving, see you in an hour!" she said. "Ok" I said as I approached the hall again, I looked at the time, 8:26, our office opened at 10:00 "Bye girl, and remember we're going shopping" she said.

"Ok", I said as she left.

I got ready, but I put on something with a bit more color than what I had on yesterday, I felt happier and I don't know why, I silently wished that maybe just maybe Christopher would show up again today .But he won't, I'm just a normal girl, who got cheated on by her ex the worst way possible.

I'm not perfect like he probably was, he doesn't need someone as depressing as I was or have become since Dane. I sighed. But I still kept the hope, Christopher didn't seem like the stereotypical jackasses like what I've seen , it's funny how I would think he's different and I just met him. All I could say was that he was different. I left for another day of work, with my hope still in mind.