Trouble
Naked
Chapter 17
Marilynn
I wake up the sun is shining, the birds are chirping, and I can’t hate it anymore than I already do. I look at my bedside table seeing that it’s early as hell but I can’t sleep so I might as shower; it’d give me a good chance to shave my legs and other places of my body. I grab my robe, towel and some extra clothes so I something to change into afterwards.
I walk into my restroom removing every piece of clothing before exceeding to turn on the faucet. Lets see I could either shower in warm water or cold water. Well I pretty much am not feeling today so cold water it is.
I plug in my little square IPod thing then step in my cold shower. Shit the cold water really did its trick in waking me the fuck up.
I stay in the shower for another good twenty minutes rethinking about my life, oh god I've done some stupid stuff that I insanely regret. I should have never filled that plastic bag with chocolate and whip cream, placing that thing on Lesley’s chair, it seemed like a great idea at the time; yeah not so much now. It was funny when she started crying; man I really need to learn how to behave.
I shake away those cringing thoughts and turn off the faucet to the shower. Once I’m out of the shower I pull on my robe and wrap my head in a towel. I sit there on the toilet seat for a few minutes before changing into my clean clothes.
Fuck yes I’m feeling clean, fresh and smooth as the cactus ain’t. I head back into my bedroom when I suddenly hear the sound of my ringtone going off. “Hello?” I picked up.
“Its Harry.” He stated. I pulled the phone back to check the icon, proving it was he who called
“Oh, what’s up? I didn’t think you going to call so soon, it’s barley quarter till seven.”
“Yeah I know, couldn’t sleep.”
“Same.”
“Want to go out for breakfast or lunch?” Do I? Hell yeah. Sadly I then remember the plans I made with my mom and older sister.
“Actually Harry I have plans with my family but how bout you come over later and help me with a piece?”
“Piece? Piece of what, Pie?” He chuckled.
“No, my art you dumb, dumb.” I laughed
“Hm thought so, are you planning to draw me naked?”
I playfully rolled my eyes. “Not today.” I smirked.
“Hey you know how I said my friend is coming for a visit?”
Fuck. I stay silent not sure whether to lie or say the truth. I don’t want her here. Harry and I are getting along so well; a girl would just ruin that.
“Now that I remember, yeah.”
“So I got her some of that Victoria Secret shit, girls like that right?”
“Every girl but me.” Honestly I am not a fan of that store, they’re stuff smells weird, I don’t see the big deal. I must admit they’re underwear can be pretty comfortable.
“I’ll remember that.”
We talk for another two hours and then clicked so I could get ready for the brunch I have with my family.
“Are you ready dear?” My mother came barging in my room.
“Um yeah, hey is it cool if I have a friend over later to help me with a piece?”
“What friend?” She asked giving me those shady eyes of hers.
“He’s this new friend I made, his name is Harry.”
“Is he like a boyfriend?”
“No mom, I just said he’s a friend.” I rolled my eyes.
She sighed. Definitely not happy with my attitude but honestly I don’t care, It’s not like she genuinely cares about what is going on in my life. My mother warned me to be downstairs five minutes before she went downstairs. I’m going to be downstairs in six minutes because I don’t follow rules, Ooo I’m bad as hell. Nah I'm just playing.
I meet my mother and sister at the bottom of the stairs. Of course they’re disapproving my outfit, I can already tell. “Dear, are you sure you’d rather not wear a more appropriate outfit.”
“Are you sure that you wanna marry Shitface?” I sneered.
“Mary that wasn’t very nice.” Lori spoke up.
“Well shit, I’m sorry.”
“We better get going.” My mother said trying to end the conversation. Whatever.
I grabbed my jacket from the coat rack just like mother and Deloris did so. The moment we got inside the car you could feel the tension, I have to blame that on myself though.
After an eternity, my mom pulled into the parking lot. Parking the car was another struggle; she pretty much sucks at driving so I won’t judge.
It wasn’t long until we were finally able to actually step inside the restaurant. Lori had already made a reservation this didn’t surprise me. We had gotten to our table as the waiter handed us our menus. I took a seat beside my sister while my mother took her seat across from us.
“May I start you ladies off with a drink?” the waiter asked, politely.
“Could I have the mango lemonade?” I asked already knowing the answer.
“Absolutely. What about you miss?” His attention was then drawn toward my sister. She carefully scanned the menu, trying to find the right beverage, you could say.
“I’d like the Quinta do Noval Nacional-“
“I know exactly where you’re going with this. That is a divine wine.” The waiter stated not bothering to cut off Lori.
“I’ll have the same.” My mother spoke.
“I will be back with your drinks and then we can start with your orders.” He smiled shyly. I like him he’s cool. Usually most waiters are so poshed with attitude.
“Very well.” My mother replied to him.
“Thank you.” I said sweetly to him.
He gave me one last smile and he was gone to go retrieve our drinks.
“What are you guys ordering?” Deloris asked, not sure herself of what she wanted.
I dozed off. Not hearing their gossip or how scandalous it was when Mrs. Peters coat was from a thrift store and not the Armani Block . I rolled my eyes about how judgmental they could be. Who cares? I get my t-shirts off clearance and I rip my own jeans.
I wonder what Harry’s doing at this moment. Is he just as miserable as me? Or is he laughing about something that’s playing on the television.
My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the waiter clear his throat obviously trying to get my attention, “Sorry Miss but what would you like to order?”
“A thousand apologies. Ravioli is fine.” I answered.
“Beef or cheese filling?” He looked back and forth between his little white notebook and I.
“Cheese.” I smiled.
Marilynn
I wake up the sun is shining, the birds are chirping, and I can’t hate it anymore than I already do. I look at my bedside table seeing that it’s early as hell but I can’t sleep so I might as shower; it’d give me a good chance to shave my legs and other places of my body. I grab my robe, towel and some extra clothes so I something to change into afterwards.
I walk into my restroom removing every piece of clothing before exceeding to turn on the faucet. Lets see I could either shower in warm water or cold water. Well I pretty much am not feeling today so cold water it is.
I plug in my little square IPod thing then step in my cold shower. Shit the cold water really did its trick in waking me the fuck up.
I stay in the shower for another good twenty minutes rethinking about my life, oh god I've done some stupid stuff that I insanely regret. I should have never filled that plastic bag with chocolate and whip cream, placing that thing on Lesley’s chair, it seemed like a great idea at the time; yeah not so much now. It was funny when she started crying; man I really need to learn how to behave.
I shake away those cringing thoughts and turn off the faucet to the shower. Once I’m out of the shower I pull on my robe and wrap my head in a towel. I sit there on the toilet seat for a few minutes before changing into my clean clothes.
Fuck yes I’m feeling clean, fresh and smooth as the cactus ain’t. I head back into my bedroom when I suddenly hear the sound of my ringtone going off. “Hello?” I picked up.
“Its Harry.” He stated. I pulled the phone back to check the icon, proving it was he who called
“Oh, what’s up? I didn’t think you going to call so soon, it’s barley quarter till seven.”
“Yeah I know, couldn’t sleep.”
“Same.”
“Want to go out for breakfast or lunch?” Do I? Hell yeah. Sadly I then remember the plans I made with my mom and older sister.
“Actually Harry I have plans with my family but how bout you come over later and help me with a piece?”
“Piece? Piece of what, Pie?” He chuckled.
“No, my art you dumb, dumb.” I laughed
“Hm thought so, are you planning to draw me naked?”
I playfully rolled my eyes. “Not today.” I smirked.
“Hey you know how I said my friend is coming for a visit?”
Fuck. I stay silent not sure whether to lie or say the truth. I don’t want her here. Harry and I are getting along so well; a girl would just ruin that.
“Now that I remember, yeah.”
“So I got her some of that Victoria Secret shit, girls like that right?”
“Every girl but me.” Honestly I am not a fan of that store, they’re stuff smells weird, I don’t see the big deal. I must admit they’re underwear can be pretty comfortable.
“I’ll remember that.”
We talk for another two hours and then clicked so I could get ready for the brunch I have with my family.
“Are you ready dear?” My mother came barging in my room.
“Um yeah, hey is it cool if I have a friend over later to help me with a piece?”
“What friend?” She asked giving me those shady eyes of hers.
“He’s this new friend I made, his name is Harry.”
“Is he like a boyfriend?”
“No mom, I just said he’s a friend.” I rolled my eyes.
She sighed. Definitely not happy with my attitude but honestly I don’t care, It’s not like she genuinely cares about what is going on in my life. My mother warned me to be downstairs five minutes before she went downstairs. I’m going to be downstairs in six minutes because I don’t follow rules, Ooo I’m bad as hell. Nah I'm just playing.
I meet my mother and sister at the bottom of the stairs. Of course they’re disapproving my outfit, I can already tell. “Dear, are you sure you’d rather not wear a more appropriate outfit.”
“Are you sure that you wanna marry Shitface?” I sneered.
“Mary that wasn’t very nice.” Lori spoke up.
“Well shit, I’m sorry.”
“We better get going.” My mother said trying to end the conversation. Whatever.
I grabbed my jacket from the coat rack just like mother and Deloris did so. The moment we got inside the car you could feel the tension, I have to blame that on myself though.
After an eternity, my mom pulled into the parking lot. Parking the car was another struggle; she pretty much sucks at driving so I won’t judge.
It wasn’t long until we were finally able to actually step inside the restaurant. Lori had already made a reservation this didn’t surprise me. We had gotten to our table as the waiter handed us our menus. I took a seat beside my sister while my mother took her seat across from us.
“May I start you ladies off with a drink?” the waiter asked, politely.
“Could I have the mango lemonade?” I asked already knowing the answer.
“Absolutely. What about you miss?” His attention was then drawn toward my sister. She carefully scanned the menu, trying to find the right beverage, you could say.
“I’d like the Quinta do Noval Nacional-“
“I know exactly where you’re going with this. That is a divine wine.” The waiter stated not bothering to cut off Lori.
“I’ll have the same.” My mother spoke.
“I will be back with your drinks and then we can start with your orders.” He smiled shyly. I like him he’s cool. Usually most waiters are so poshed with attitude.
“Very well.” My mother replied to him.
“Thank you.” I said sweetly to him.
He gave me one last smile and he was gone to go retrieve our drinks.
“What are you guys ordering?” Deloris asked, not sure herself of what she wanted.
I dozed off. Not hearing their gossip or how scandalous it was when Mrs. Peters coat was from a thrift store and not the Armani Block . I rolled my eyes about how judgmental they could be. Who cares? I get my t-shirts off clearance and I rip my own jeans.
I wonder what Harry’s doing at this moment. Is he just as miserable as me? Or is he laughing about something that’s playing on the television.
My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the waiter clear his throat obviously trying to get my attention, “Sorry Miss but what would you like to order?”
“A thousand apologies. Ravioli is fine.” I answered.
“Beef or cheese filling?” He looked back and forth between his little white notebook and I.
“Cheese.” I smiled.
Notes
I have to prepare another set of 10 chapters cause I am running out of chapters to post and I like to write them then edit them a day before I post it so yea.
fuck bitches, get money.
Ugh this story is killing me! I love it!!!
6/22/15