I woke up the next morning a complete mess. I stood up and streched. When I saw myself in the mirror I burst out laughing. My eyes were red and puffy from crying the revious night and my hair was in tangles.

Shaking my head I walked to my bathroom. A warm shower was very much needed. I stepped into the scalding water and let a soft moan escape my lips. I loved taking really hot showers, it helped me think.

I thought back to last night, to when I saw Eric with that girl. I shook my head. My and Eric had had a thing a few years back. I left him becuase he had commitment issues, but neither of us really got of the other… Hence our hook ups at parties. I just never thought I cared enough to cry over the slum bag.

I shook my head and dismissed these thoughts. I finished my shower and towled off my hair. I put on my comfy clothes and let my hair air dry, not in the mood to look my best. I went downstairs and settled into a chair, flipping through channels.