Chapter 51: I can ask but I won't

                                    

                                          
Elana P.O.V
                          
I past Diggy and went upstairs into Shannon’s room. Her room was actually neat. I opened the drawer and grabbed some clean undergarments. I then grabbed some sweats and a white shirt. I went into Iris room to see her struggling to get up. I stood over her and held out my hand. She took it and got up. She then stood dizzy. I can see that she was going to vomit so I rushed her to the toilet. She vomited heavily and collapsed on the floor. She lied their and tried to go back to sleep but I shook her and helped her. She smelled of vomit, axe spray, wine, and perfume. Her hair had lint in it and tangled up hair clips. All the make up she wore was now caked up and wild. I guided her to her master bathroom and turned on a cold shower. I waited outside as she undressed herself and got in. She yelped and shivered under the cold water but she needed it to wake up. After a few minutes I turned the water to warm to let her take a nice shower. I went back downstairs to see Diggy and Iris still standing by the kitchen. I touched the kitchen floor with two fingers to see if it was dry. I turned off the fan and put it away. Afterwards I came back in and started making some waffles, eggs, and bacon. I made a little fruit and yogurt dessert. Diggy stood by the counter and watched.
                          
Elana: Don’t touch that food. *goes back upstairs*
                          
By the time I came into the room, Shannon was done with her shower and just finished putting on her clothes. I guided her to her vanity and she sat in front of the mirror. Iris and Diggy came in to the room. They looked lost. I ignored them and brushed out all her tangles. I blow dried her hair and put it into a nice ponytail. I grabbed her robe and she put it on. I took her downstairs with Diggy and Iris following to the dining room table. I made her and I a plate and sat down to eat. I had freshly squeezed orange juice for us to drink. I knew this breakfast will help her get over that hangover. Diggy walked into the kitchen and looked into the pans. I guess he must have thought I made that food for them but he was wrong, He gave me a funny look.
                          
Diggy: You didn’t make us any?
                          
Elana: Nope *continues to eat*
                          
Diggy: Why? That’s selfish.
                          
Elana: Selfish is the wrong word. I woke up to run today but instead I cleaned up a giant house by myself, washed clothes, picked out clothes, did Shannon’s hair, and took care of her. While you two were asleep…in the same bed did I mention? I’m glad you guys are friends though. *looks over at Shannon’s plate* you want dessert?
                          
Shannon: *nods yes*
                          
Elana: *gets up and gets the dessert and serves it to her* there you go *smiles*
                          
Diggy: It’s not a big deal though.
                          
Elana: *calm* okay well I don’t here an explanation and right about now I don’t necessarily care what happened last night. All I know is that this woman was on the floor and she had a hangover. Her house was messed up and a man was up in the bushes asleep. I know she doesn’t want to wake up to that so right now my attention is on her. To make sure she could feel better to go to work tomorrow. *goes to kitchen and cleans dishes and Diggy follows*
                          
Diggy: I was up till 3:00am and…
                          
Elana: *cut Diggy off* so? I’m not even going to ask doing what. It only takes 30 seconds to send a text. You always upset when I’m gone late night and don’t send you a text. So what does that have to do with anything? I would say some things right now like why you and Iris didn’t bother cleaning up the house or why you couldn’t wait till the morning to come over here or why  wasn’t you on the floor or guest room? So many why’s I can ask right now and you would think I’m whining. But guess what? I don’t care. *starts to raise voice* I’ve been dealing with you and Iris whining over each other every day. Either you’re friends or not. If you’re going to cheat on me with her then do it. I’m tired of catering to you. I’m tired of crying over you and coming back to you. I already been feeling insecure. Do not make me upset this morning. So get away from me and leave me alone.
                          
Diggy: Iris and I will just get breakfast at McDonalds.
                          

                          
Elana: You do that *dries plates as Diggy walks out of kitchen*