Chapter XIV : The end of the problem.

The next morning, When Meg woke up around 10:39 A.M, She noticed her smashing headache, Allong side her second heartbeat, Making her head pound.
A Painfull moan came from the back of her troath, Having the taste of stoumach acid hanging in her mouth.
Eventually, She got up out of bed, Feeling like a wreck, Noticing how her stoumach was slowly turning against her.

'Maybe A shower would help.' Meg though, Trying to ignore the headache.

Eventually, When Meg was washing herself, She just puked herself empty, The alcohol wasn't done with her yet.
She sat down on her legs, Trew up for about a minute, Trying to catch her breath after every time she puked.
She eventually got of from the floor, Feeling her hands tremble somewhat.
She waited for just a few minutes, Continueing to wash herself, Getting some of the vommit from her foot.
Meg turned off the shower, Dried herself and got dressed, Still feeling sick.

She headed downstairs, Still trying to ignore the headache... But it was useless.
She took her usual seat in the kitchen, Hoping that some breakfast would help to get the bad feeling out of her, Not noticing that Lois was looking in her direction.

'Well Meg.'Lois said. 'How do you feel?'

'Sick...' Was Meg's answer... 'And I puked under the shower and I got a headache

'Well Meg...' Peter Suddenly interrupted, Coming out of nowhere. 'Learned A lesson here?' Laughing somewhat sheepishly.

She didn't answer back, Only thinking back on all the things that happened over the past few months.

'I Guess...' Meg Eventually answered back. 'Guess being high isn't everything in life...'

'Well, Now you know.' Lois shot back, Not being angry at all this time, Or having A sarcasm filled tone in her voice. 'But can you tell me, What you would have become in A few years?'

Meg couldn't, Feeling stoumach acid coming from her stoumach all the time, When she tried to tell her mom anything.
She eventually ate some food, But puked it out half an hour later.
Meg just walked to her room, To get some rest and hopefully feeling A lot better, Later during the day.
A Bucket stood beside her bed, A bottle of fruitjuice on her nightstand with A bottle of water, Trying to get some vitamins back, She lost due to last nights drinking.

'Lois gave her A final advice...
Never try to outdrink Peter...
Also never to smoke weed in this house again.
A Lesson had been given the hard way.'

Last chapter up... I'm sorry if this chapter sucks, But I just hadn't had any good inspiration and still wanted to get the story finished.
I thank the people for reading it and even giving good comments on this, Also all the others comments.
Also, I Know that some parts of this were overeacting, Such as Meg's weed smoking, And that its a Much crappy ending.
Hopefully, There will be more in the future.