Ariana's pov
I really outdid myself this time, ugghhh I rushed down to the toilet to remove the remains if the alcohol in my system and that's when I realize,
Shit shit shit! This isn't my apartment, I tried to recall the events of the I'll previous evening but nothing comes to me. I might as well rename myself Jessica. Yh that would be befitting right? I mean we've all met a Jessica in our lives that lives recklessly and just lives life as it comes yeah?
How could I be so reckless and go home with a stranger, this wasn't me? Was I developing symptoms of DID? (Multiple personalities disorder). Maybe, just maybe.
I look around for a minute and take in my surroundings, I move back to the bed I was on and see a man , the man I no doubt I had sex with the previous night.
I sneered at that, as if. They couldn't care less about me and how I felt about what went down yesterday.
"Yh right, they actually do care and yet here I am "
Cynthia ignores that and just goes on
"Well, where have you been? Babes I know you're not okay right now and shouldn't be on your own where are you ? I'll be on my way"
Truly the only one who cared about me was Cynthia but I wanted to be alone right now especially with the hangover I had at the moment.
"That sounds great and all Cy but I'll be fine, I just need to relax and be cut off from the world for a while I'll be fine I promise"
"Well, unfortunately for you I'm not buying that. Where are you?"
I giggled in response to that,
" If only you know where I've been and what went down you'd be more worried about my mental health than my feelings about yesterday "
"What are you talking about Ari? "
Yh pet names, we were the cliche best friends you'd find in novels, pet names, picnic dates and the whole lot. Been like that for five years now. I would tell you how I met her but I have bigger concerns.
" Cy, I'll hit you later okay I've got to go to the bathroom right...
I didn't finish that sentence when I puked on my Parisian rug. Damn that was very expensive, probably the most expensive thing in my apartment right now.
"Ari? What's wrong?"
" Nothing babes I'm good" I call out loud enough for her to hear over the phone .
When I'm sure okay I stand up and gety phone from the floor where I'd left it and cut the call on Cynthia.
Few months back
" I'm so excited for you Ari!! Feels like I'm marrying my own daughter off!"
"Well I'm fortunate I have an actual mom"
She sneered as she tried to seat my behind with her Shawl
Cy beamed with pride, one could have sworn she was the bride to be and not me.
Today we decided to go shopping for my wedding dress with my dad's card off course, things are so good , our family's company is doing so good, profits coming in and my dad couldn't care less if I used his card to get me a few things.
I've always been my dad's girl and maybe my mom's.
Speaking of moms, my mom was supposed to join us today. I wonder what's holding her up .
"Cy, pls could you help me call my mom while I get this devilish dress off me it's choking me already"
"Yes ma'am, will do"
As I emerge from the changing room, Cy gestures for me to take her phone silently telling me my mum wanted to speak with me. I hold my breath and hope she's not cancelling
"Mom?"
"Yes sweetie, I'm sorry but I'm held up here and your father isn't around to attend to this so I'll have to stay, I promise I didn't plan this"
I felt so bad but off course , work first right? It's what brought the money after all. The money I used to shop expensively without anyone in the building
'its cool mom, Cy is here she'll help me decide"
"Okay then bye sweetie '
""Yh bye".
I sighhed as I gave Cy back her phone. Not how I imagined my day going but I'm a big girl right?
I'm supposed to suck it up and do the needful which in this case ,was finding the right gown.
I tried on a few more gowns but I wasn't feeling any of it.
At the end of the day I'm just too exhausted to try anymore gowns.
"Ari? One more...
I didn't let her finish her sentence before interrupting her
"No Cy, I might run mad if I have to try on another gown. Anything but that"