Madly Addicted: A Mad Love Novella by Colet Abedi

Author:Colet Abedi [Abedi, Colet]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Alibi Publishing
Published: 2016-10-31T22:00:00+00:00

My eyes open when the sun starts to shine in my bedroom. Clayton is still sound asleep, looking peaceful and almost angelic.

Ha.

What a lie that is!

I try to be as quiet as possible as I inch out of bed and grab hold of my phone. For once, luck is on my side and Clayton doesn’t move. I say a silent prayer of thanks.

I make my way out of the bedroom and walk into the guest bathroom to take in my appearance.

Holy shit!

I look like the bride of Sasquatch. My hair is so big that I would literally fit in with the cast of Jersey Shore— and what’s more? My face. Oh my God, my face. I have mascara skid marks running down my cheeks and my eyes are so swollen that it looks like someone punched me hard, minus the bruises.

Did Clayton see me like this when he came in this morning?

Ummm.

Yes!

I want to die.

I don’t care what time it is, I just Facetime Erik.

Thankfully, he doesn’t send me to voicemail.

He picks up in bed. Looking so perfect it’s really not that fair. He stares at me in horror.

“Am I having a nightmare?” he asks as he takes in my appearance.

“I don’t have time for this,” I tell him as I try to smooth out my unruly hair.

“Well, you should,” he replies. “I feel like I’m staring at the Boogeyman. Did you get ready in the dark? Did Helen Keller put that look together for you?”

“I need your advice,” I ask him totally unphased. Erik’s sarcasm is to be expected.

“Have you been cast as the ghost in Paranormal Activity?” Erik continues sounding completely offended by my appearance.

“No,” I tell him.

“Then what business do you have Face-Timing me in this condition?”

His question is valid but nonetheless totally unnecessary right now.

“I need your help,” I mutter in annoyance.

“For God’s sake!” Erik mutters as he rises from the bed and walks out of his room.

I follow him on the screen of his iPhone.

“Speak,” he demands. “And if I see some snot bubble come out of your nose right now, I swear to God-”

I wipe my nose quickly.

“What is going on?” He softens his voice as I watch him walk into his kitchen and start to make coffee.

I proceed to have verbal diarrhea and tell him everything. My rant is so long that by the time I’m finished, he’s done making his brew and is sitting on his counter with his phone propped up watching me with an indecipherable look on his face.

“So what do you think?” I finally ask.

“Since it’s not even seven in the morning, and your appearance is just beyond offensive, I’m having a hard time coming up with something to say,” he replies candidly.

“Erik-” I plead.

He rolls his eyes.

“Am I the bane of your existence?” I ask him in what I’m sure is a pitiful voice.

“Yes,” he responds without hesitation.

I sigh. Can I blame him?

“Do you hate me?” I ask.

“Sometimes, yes.” Erik says to my horror then when he sees the look on my face swears.

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