me away from her lips.
“Okay, down boy. We have dinner to get through first, but I’m sure we can continue this a bit later on, though.” She smiles and winks before slapping my hands, telling me to put her down. She straightens her clothing and goes back to cooking dinner. “Why don’t you go and sit down, try relaxing before it’s ready. I have champagne to go with dinner, but we’ll open that then.”
So I take my beer and sit back on the couch and relax. I’m going to need a few of these tonight if I want to have any chance of dulling that voice inside my head. The voice that won’t let me forget what I need to forget if I have any chance of being happy again.
MONDAY
Ugh…my head is pounding from the amount of alcohol I consumed last night. I can’t believe I’ve been wasted for most of the nights so far. The first night was when Brandon, Maddison, and I decided to play spin the bottle. Just thinking about the amount of alcohol I put away that night makes me want to puke. I can’t really remember much about that night, but thankfully I woke up the next morning in my own bed. I have to be honest and say that it may have crossed my mind that I would have much preferred to have ended up in Brandon’s bed. I hate that I thought it, and I tried everything not to feel disappointed that morning.
Maddison was so annoying when she woke up. She was all smiles and so chipper that it made me irritated. I couldn’t believe that she was fine after drinking as much as we all did. There was me, sitting at the table sipping a black coffee while she sits opposite, eating toast, eggs, fresh fruit and she was drinking copious amounts of orange juice. I even saw her wolf down two blueberry muffins. I’m not sure how she keeps her figure and I hate her for it. I didn’t have to be sociable for long because after she had finished, she bounced back to the bungalow and was out the door before I could even ask where she was going. I spent Sunday lounging around and trying to cope with another almighty hangover I was sporting.
Sunday night I was completely bored and didn’t know what to do with myself, so I tried to sort out someone to talk to but I didn’t find anyone. Everyone seems to be coupling up and I’m getting rather annoyed with it.
Generally guys only want one thing from me, and it isn’t a date or even a romantic evening. No, it all comes down to sex. I always pick the wrong guys. I have a thing for bad boys and most men that I meet turn out to be sleazy. I don’t know why I’m so surprised that they turn out to be complete rubbish, but Brandon isn’t like that. He’s totally different to any guy I’ve ever met, and I like that…a lot. I hate that I feel like this, but I can’t help it and it’s driving me crazy. It’s now Monday and Maddison is off with Brandon again and I’m feeling envious so I have spent the day wallowing in my bed. This afternoon I’m sitting outside, sipping a white wine.
“Hey!” Maddison plonks herself down on a chair beside me. “Why are you sitting here all by yourself?”
“Just relaxing like you do. I thought you had left earlier? Where did you go?” I’m not sure if I want to know, but she disappeared so quickly this morning that I’m kind of curious.
“Oh, that. I went with Brandon to the beach.” She sighs and lays her head back. “He’s such a great guy, Lily. He’s smart, so kind, and pretty funny when he wants to be. He’s everything women dream of.” She sighs again and I feel like I’ve had a knife buried in my chest. “I can’t understand why Tracy gave him up. It doesn’t make sense. I really like him, but I don’t know how to make a move on him.” I wish she would stop talking because she’s pissing me off big time. She looks me in the eye. “What do you think I should do?” I can’t talk about this with her. I can’t help her with Brandon…no way. I stand up and stretch.
“I wish I knew, girl…I think I’ll go and see