Darling I'm No Angel

I turned over and sat upright curious to see who would be walking through the door. I heard her voice before I saw her face. My smile curved up higher than the Cheshire Cat in Alice in Wonderland. Beth runs in carrying a knapsack that she soon drops to the ground, holding her arms out wide. I swing my legs around to get up to hug her.

"Victoria!" She squeals. Her untamed curls cover most of my face. Shaking and hugging me tightly I had to pull back due to dizziness from her extreme excitement.

"Ahhhh! I can't believe my eyes!" Beth said giving me one last quick hug before shutting the door close.

"Doesn't even feel like I'd been gone." I told her. "Trust me sleeping beauty it did to me." She retorted. Beth plopped down on the bed beside me and sighed out of relief. I nudged my shoulder against hers. "So did I miss anything good?" I asked.

Beth smacked here hands on both her knees, rocking back then excitedly jumping up. Going over to where she dropped the knapsack she had with her. She picked it up and brought it back to where we sat. "This bag contains momentums I saved from the past to show in the future." Beth announced dramatically.

"Is now that time?" I said playing onto this build up. She rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out. The first thing she pulled out were a stacks of magazines. "You missed out on fashion's biggest triumphs and tragedies." The selections she brought were Elle, Vogue, and Marie Claire. I picked up a September issue of Nylon, cause it was the only one that featured an art section. I skimmed through the pages and tossed it back with the others. "When was I ever into this stuff Elizabeth?" I asked her waiting for her to hit me with one of the magazines.

Glaring up at me as she was taking more stuff out of her bag. "You know I hate that name more than turtle neck shirts. And as my best friend it is a must you know this stuff."

"Fine." I said giving the Nylon another chance.

"Alright since we preety much have the same taste in music I thought you would love to listen to these." Beth sat three albums in my lap. The first one I picked up I laughed at it right away. "The best of Keane?" I said holding it up laughing. "Oh come somewhere only we is our jam." She protested. Setting it aside the next one was a new Kings of Leon album. "Now this is more like it."Manhattan will be my favorite song from them. I turned it over on the back to read off the track list. "I bet they all sound good." I said going to the last one.

Beth placed her finger in the center. "It's ridiculous at how much I love this album." She said not breathing. The cover read 1975. "I can listen to Settle Down and Chocolate repeatedly." She said. I handed it back to her so she could marvel at the case some more.

"How are we going to listen to it?" I asked. Again pulling more stuff out of the bag she held a classic silver iPod with headphones wrapped around it. It was a little strange to be seeing her with it, because not to long ago I thought I had left her in the truck listening to her ipod. "Marry Poppins is there anything else in there?" I teased tipping the bag down to look inside. Beth didn't hear me. She was typing a message on her phone smiling. Before she could hit send she had already received a message.

"Who are you texting?" I asked her taking the lid off the bucket of licorice she had brought. It was literally a small bucket filled with strawberry licorice. Beth quickly faced her phone back down on the bed. Waving her hand like she was swatting a fly, brushing away the subject.

"I have all of those song downloaded on here if you want to listen. I know how much you just love bands." Beth said emphasizing the word love. I took another licorice in my mouth and fell backwards.

"What did I say?" She said grabbing a licorice, coping my motions. "Harry came by." I said slowly.

"Styles?" Beth asked wide eyed.

"That's the one." I said chewing on the last bits of the candy. Beth took a huge bite out of hers and looked up at the ceiling. "What happened?" She asked like I was telling her the plot for a story. "

At first it was okay. We were just warming back up to each other. It was when this guy and my mom walked in things went awry."

"Your mom walked in on what?" Beth words rushed out. "She didn't actually see anything it was caught off guard." I told her.

"Shit you were having hospital sex with Harry!" Beth sprang forward her mouth gaped open. I shook my head, her choice in vocabulary humored me. "We were not it was just kissing." I say innocently.

"And I thought this book I was reading was good." Beth said taking yet again another item out of the knapsack. With a perfect aim she tossed the book into the trash bin. "Details what happened next?" She asked tucking the strands of red hair that would fall in her face behind her ears. I explained to her everything that happened earlier and even told her about the results of the pregnancy test. I could have sworn I didn't see her blink once.

"Well no wonder there is a crowd of people outside. I thought someone important was in here." She stated. I frowned at what she said. "I'm joking." Beth said poking me on the shoulder.

"I still don't know who that guy was though. He had my necklace." I told her. "Sounds like a stalker. Describe what he looked like?"

"Tall, honey brown hair, blue eyes. Sounds like he's whispering everything he says." I shrugged. I had to picture Christian's face in order to describe this guy. Beth curved her mouth upward like she was trying to picture him as well.

"Did he have a scar about his eyebrow?" She asked me. Trying to recollect the image of him he did. "Do you know who he is?" I asked her leaning in towards her.

"If I'm not mistaken I think so." She answered. She looked at me like she thought I know knew his name."You really don't remember Sebastian?" She asked me.His name or face wasn't familiar to me. Beth's phone buzzed again with a message. As she read the txt she couldn't help but smile at whatever she was reading.

"Sebastian?" I silently repeated to myself. .

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