March 31, 2017

Miserable Morning

Eli still wasn't sure what was going on, but he trusted his sister's judgment.
Ok. If you need help or
anything, let me know. 
Goodnight.
He settled back into the couch and slid his hand down Scarlet's arm to interlock his fingers with hers. He'd soak up all the time he had before she left town again.


Prompted to get up, Hunter stood...too quickly. His head spun and he stumbled to the side, latching on to the counter to keep from falling. Regaining his balance, he tried again, once more leaning on Ryan as they slowly went to his bedroom.

Making it to the unmade bed, he slid down to curl on his side, his eyes immediately falling shut. He was too far gone to be roused, and would hardly move all night...

...Hunter stirred, lying on his back as he started to wake. It was mid-morning. He pried open his eyes, only to be met with blinding light streaming in through the half-open curtains. Scrunching his eyes closed again, he rolled over onto his stomach, which was more comfortable, but now he also felt his throbbing head, and he groaned.

Still shifting a little, his foot moved against something warm that was not his blanket. His eyes became slits as he tried to focus through the pain, and he suddenly realized he was not alone. Ryan? For just a split second, panic washed over him. He couldn't remember a thing about last night. Realizing he was fully clothed eased his conscience, but he was very unsettled. He let his head sink back in his pillow and closed his eyes again. He hadn't felt this awful in a very long time. He might not remember how much he'd had to drink, but he knew it must have been a lot, and not only did that make him feel physically ill, but mentally as well. And having Ryan here just made it worse. What kind of fool had he made out of himself? 

Assuming she was awake since he could tell by the light that they were well into the day, he finally spoke. Or mumbled, rather hoarsely, still keeping his eyes shut. "What are you doing here?" He at least had to know that so he could put some pieces together.