Chapter 3-Blue Hawaiian
Adyn lay her room rolled up in a ball and wrapped inside a thousand blankets. She was alone once again and everything was quiet except for the sound of the cars and wind seeping through her window seal.The television was on , but Adyn hadnt a clue what she was watching. The sound was off so she wasnt even sure what they may be saying. Lip reading had never been a strong suit of hers. She had begun to drift in and out of sleep again.It had become quite normal for her. A thousand thoughts are running through my mind at once. There is a feeling in the pit of my stomach that wont seem to fade. Its the worst kind of feeling. No I dont mean the naucious , sick to your stomach type, I mean the type that gnaws at you from deep down and stays for days. The sort of feeling you get when something Is going to happen. Some call it womens intuiton , some like to say its psychic,I say, however, its a disaster waiting to happen. I frown at this thought, and wrinkle my nose.
A car horn , quite possibly a taxi, sounds outside my window. In the distance I can hear a train. Back in Kansas this may have soothed me but here I find it disturbing. The sound brings back memories, memories of Josh. Memories of Josh bring back tears, and I have had my share this past month. I wrote him a letter tonight , or should I say attempted. Attempt seems to be the right word considering how my trash can is over flowing with paper wads. I hate how I can know how I feel, what I want to say but when I go to put it down on paper I can never get it right. Falling in love is hard, being in love and maintaing a relationship is hard but I never knew it would be so tough just to say one simple word. One little word can change so much and in this case when that one simple word changes the one thing ive ever known. That one word has turned out to be the hardest thing ive had to do.
Josh's smile flashed through my mind as I sat up against the wall to look out my window. A tear began to make its way down my cheek , I pictured his face, the expression it had the first day I met him. I loved the shape and color of his eyes. His eyes were so welcoming, and soft. They were the most beautiful shade of green. No matter how I felt I could look into his eyes and everything would change. I would be lost. One of the great things about Josh was the fact that he had an over all calm welcoming attitude about him,even when he was acting crazy. He was far from perfect though. It was such a shame that I had to learn so late. Like most men I knew his good attributes were no match for his player side. Among his eyes , nice smile and warmth he was moody, secretive, and selfish. Which is why even though im hurting I am going to say bye. Part of myself cant help but be happy. Its so contridictive.
I continue to watch the cars move along my street, every so often they let out a passenger in front of my apartment building. I can hear doors slamming from the apartment above me. The couple is fighting again. This seems to be an every night routine. They scream, cuss, slam doors and a few minutes later you hear the bed hitting the wall. Once again they are screaming, but a different kind. Thats when I start to wish they were fighting again. Anything is better than haveing to hear makeup sex. Its the worst unless you are the one having it. I stand on my bed and hit the ceiling a few times.
"Hopefully that will help", I tell myself.
I climb off my bed and walk over to turn on my light. My alarm clock starts to buzz and I quickly run over to hit snooze. Alarm buzz's are so annoying especially at four am when you havent had sleep. I flip on my radio and like usual I continuosly change stations.
"How am i doin since you did what youve done to me"
"Does he want you, does he need you"
"I remember the look in your eyes when I told you goodbye"
"and I wont go sayin that were okay when were lost without eachother"
Finally I give up and turn off my radio. The stations always play the same mindless crap. It does no use to call and ask them to change it.
"I have so much to do today" I say to myself as I run my fingers through my hair.
Job interviews, job applications if I dont get one of the jobs, lunch in between, and housework. Luckily tonight Hillary and I are going dancing, there is no better way to realxe than letting go and dancing the night away.
I walk to the closet in my hall to pick out an outfit for my interviews for the day. Im always so picky about what I choose to wear.
After about ten minutes I finally pick out a black and pink pinstriped womens business suit. Soon after showering, makeup, and hair i was out the door and waiting on a taxi. Its hard to get a taxi in this city , especially at 7 am when the whole city is in a rush. I miss Kansas, I miss my car, damn..I wrap my parka around me , putting my purse on my shoulder. I hope I dont have to take the subway, it freaks me out. Although I have never ridden on one I always hear horror stories about being robbed on them. That was a risk I didnt want to take.
After a trying morning I get a break by sitting down for lunch. I walk into a resturant called "The Corner Cafe" and begin to look around. They were never really that full, it made me wonder how good their food would be. I walk over to a table and place my coat and purse on the side of the chair. Sitting down I grab the menu and begin to look it over. Soon after the waiter comes over to introduce himself.
"Hello mam, Im Ryan Ill be your waiter today, what can I get you to drink this afternoon"
I smiled, he was kinda cute,"Just an iced tea with some lemon on the side will be fine, thanks"
He walks away and I look back to the menu. He quickly brings my drink order and sits it down on the table asking if im ready to order. I politely inform him that no im waiting for a few friends. Right then I hear two familiar voices from behind me. I spin around to find two of my best friends from Kansas, Sara and Gene. It had been so long since we last saw eachother, close to 6 months It seems.
They greet me with a hug and we smile, "God its so great to see you guys?!" I exclaim.
They couldnt have taken a trip up here at a better time and I couldnt have been happier.
We each sit down and Sara asks "So how have you been?"
"Well Ive been , thats about it" I respond with a light chuckle.
"Today I had a few job interviews but those are still up in the air, its hard to tell whats going to happen with that. Hillary and I have been studying pretty hard, college is kicking my ass. I really miss home even though I havent been gone so long, and Josh and I are, well how do I put it, caput I guess is an okay word."
Gene grabs my hand and gives me a quick hug "Aww Adyn, im so sorry I know how much you loved him, but you know what they say"
Sara joins in and they say in unison "Tis better to have loved and lost than have never loved at all"
They were always doing that. It was like they were telekinetic, always finishing eachother's sentences. It almost made me sick. I roll my eyes and take a sip of my tea. It tastes bland so I grab two sugar packets and dump them into my cup.
After stirring It In I take a sip,"WOOO!" I make a sour face. Tons of sugar and lemon dont mix well.
"Keep your head up Ayd, have faith and it will all pull through", Sara reassured me. Sara was a christian, thats how we all met , through a local youth group. ABGIRLS, it stood for American Baptist Girls. We were In It for the longest time.
The waiter comes back over to the table getting our lunch orders. We each order something different. Sara grilled chicken, Gene a salad and pasta, but I just order soup. I had been watching the food come out since I had been sitting there and I didnt really like what I saw. We carry on our conversation, catching up on old times. We had talked so much about me I had figured it was time I find out what had been going on with them. They never failed to have something interesting go on In their lives.
"So since no one calls nemore," I say with a smile, "Whats new with you two?Anything interesting going on In your lives?" I give them a questioned look.
"Well," Sara smiles "I didnt know how to tell you this cause Its so big. In fact Its almost unbelievable," She sighs and sits up."Im pregnant, It will be 4 months on the 29th" She continues with a smile on her face waiting for a response.
I drop my fork on my plate and look toward Gene.
"Im getting married ," she blurts out.
I could tell the two of them were so happy and I wanted to be happy for them but I was more in schock than anything. I laugh lightly, "Wow, you guys are , just wow"
She continues, "I know you never thought much of Eric but I think he really does love me and that we are going to be totally happy together, and Id like for you to be happy for us"
I just nod, she was right I never liked Eric. Back In Kansas when It came to Gene and Sara I had always played the protective, concerned friend role. I didnt think Eric was good enough for Gene and still dont. After all the times he had cheated on her with our old friend Teresa I would have figured shed see what he was about but I was wrong. Who was I to talk though, look at me. I suppose people do strange things In the name of love. I personally draw the line at walking all over me. Gene apparently wasnt that strong willed.
I continue to sit there not saying anything. So much was changing in their lives that I felt almost left out of the loop cause I wasnt a part of it. I wasnt like them anymore, In fact I didnt feel like I was like anyone anymore. They had changed so much since I last saw them that It was as if I hardly knew anything about them at all. What did I expect though? I couldnt expect life not to go on when Im not home. I grabbed my napkin and wiped my mouth.
" Well, I cant say I approve but I guess I can try and be happy If thats what you want" I look at the two of them and begin eating again.
Sara continues on about her relationship with her boyfriend Adam. They have been together 2 and a half years now. Like most couples they have their up's and down's but they were finally getting what they wanted for the longest , a baby. It sounded as though he couldnt be happier. They were moving Into a new apartment next month and she had just gotten a new job. Things were going great for them. She was telling me the type of heartwarming crap I didnt feel like hearing. Her life was like a love novel, warm, touching, and romantic. Her life reminded me of the kind of love novel where nothing ever went wrong, the type that leads dumb people to believe love lasts forever and nothing can ever go wrong If you have love In your life. Sadly thats how she felt. I couldnt tell if it made me sick , or if I was just jealous?
I couldnt stomach anymore , I had to think of a way to get out of this fairy tale. Slowly I stood up trying to think of an excuse. I looked down at my watch and began to grab my purse. Going through It I start to grab my money. I pull it out and lay it on the table. Putting on my coat I look at them,"Im sorry girls I really need to go I have so much to get done before tonight"
They look at me confused "Are you sure you dont have time? Did we say someting wrong?" they ask.
I pause "No of course not and yea Im sure. I made a previous engagement with Hillary tonight and I really dont want to be late."
"Oh well maybe we can come along? We havent seen Hillary In forever!" Gene quickly stated.
Godd , I thought to myself , how did I get myself Into this?
I look around for a piece of paper. I just couldnt say no. Finally I find one and write down my apartment number and address."Here you are , take a cab here and wear something nice i guess. We are going dancing. Be there by 8" I quickly hand them the paper.
Sara squeals , "OMG I love dancing!" She laughs and I snort.
Sara had always been so girly and prissy. Im still trying to figure out how I got friends like this In the first place. We hug one last time and I start to head out the door. As I walk down the street I look inside from the window, they wave , I wave and I continue to make my way down the street. This night was going to prove to be more interesting than I had planned.
I walk into my apartment while grabbing the mail and juggaling bags at the same time. I lay everything on the counter and begin to walk into the front room.
I lay my coat down on the recliner and go to turn on the light. As I walk over to the lamp near the couch I bump Into someone. I jump and turn on the light as quickly as I can. Come to find out Its only Hillary bent over the side of the couch and Michael behind her. As usual they were having sex. She screams , and pulls the covers leaving him completely revealed. I turn around and drop my jaw.
She sighs , "How does this keep happening?"
I cant help but laugh.
She turns around "Micael what are you doing still sitting there? GO?! Go to the bathroom and get dressed you idiot!" she screams.
Michael jumps up grabs his jeans and runs to the bathroom. Its a shame the man Is so scared of his fiance. She wears the pants in the relationship and its quite funny to watch.The man Is straight up pussy wipped. I had never seen a worse case In my life.
"Adyn what were you doing just walking in here like that? Cant you see we were in the middle of something?"
I look around, "Well to me it seems like you were in the middle of something all over the apartment!"
I slowly turn to face her. She is blood red with embarressment.
"Dont you know how to knock before you enter" she asks following me Into the kitchen.
Grabbing my bottle of water I unscrew the lid taking a drink. "Oh yea Hill, ill be sure to knock at least 3 times before walking into my OWN apartment next time"
Rolling my eyes I look down at my counter, "Or better yet!How about this," I grab the stack of post it notes tearing one off. I then place it on her forhead
"How about you just stick a note on the door or something letting me know the apartment Is occupied, you know sort of like a hotel. Since you treat it like
one anyway"
Michael walks out of the bathroom and tries to give Hillary a hug but she pushes him out of the way. I look at him and say "You better not have gotten anything all over my floors"
Hillary yells at me the shutup, and starts to walk back to her room.
"Finally you put clothes on" I yell out of disgust.
Michale laughs and sits down on the couch. I follow but sit in the recliner. Ten minutes later she walks back out taking a seat on the couch next to her fiance.
"God you two are like rabbits," I tell them."If you dont stop I'll have to cage you guys in separate parts of this apartment"
She gives me an evil glare. "You know you really are just jealous because you cant have a guy like Michael"
I try hard not to laugh so I dont insult Michael. That girl really makes my day, always uptight about something.
Walking Into the club Im practically blinded by the strobe lights and the old fashioned disco ball. The club really needs to be updated. It had been awhile since I had been In a club and I had definetly never been In one like this before. Like any typical club you had your bar, your loud music, people dancing and your drunks. "Altitude" seems to be the type of club youd go to and get a one night stand. Everyone was either all over someone on the dance floor or at the bar hitting on another person. They all seemed to be In their younger 20's to their mid 30's with your occassional 40 yearold mixed In. The moment I walked In I could smell the liqour and cigarette smoke. I also noticed that they had an actual band playing on the stage unlike most clubs who were to cheap to pay for It. That was about the only good thing I could see. I could also tell Hillary had been here before when she left me as we walked In the door. The first place she went was the bar, and she took Sara with her. Gene and I stood at the door not knowing what to do. This club was so much less than Hillary had made It out to be. I walked out to the dance floor to get a feel for the place. The music that was playing was at least of good taste. It had a nice seductive , yet rock , danceable feeling to It. I could see myself getting Into It. This band reminded me of Muse.
As I get onto the dance floor a guy who looks to be In his early 20's bumps Into me. He reminded me of those pretty boys, and If I were asked I would say he didnt look half bad. I smiled at him and he smiled back. He grabbed my hand trying to dance with me. He had rythm and he could move his hips In a way I wouldnt think a guy would be able, I couldnt say no. I was being taken In by his smile, and his gorgeous blonde hair and blue eyes. He was clean cut. Unlike most of the guys here he was nicely dressed, definetly what I had pinned him as, a pretty boy.
"Come on dance, " he said.
I laugh, "Well Im really not much of a dancer"
He leans In to talk to me, "Well Im not much of a dancer either but your here to have fun right?"
I leaned back a bit and looked at him a bit suspicous, but I thought to myself what the hell he was right.
We began to dance and quickly time had passed. I felt a tap on my shoulder that first I ignored but then quickly turned around when it happened again. Come to find out it was Hillary coming to pull me away. I tell the guy , whos name I never found out, that I was sorry and followed closely behind her. As we walked through the dance floor I was constantly being bumped Into. Hillary led me over to a table where Sara and Gene were found to be sitting. I sit down and ask whats up.
"Nothing's up", they reply.
Hillary hands me a drink and I take a sip. "Not bad , what Is It?" I ask.
" Its a called a Blue Hawaiian I guess, " Hillary responds.
"Hm Its good! No wonder it has pineapple flavoring in it!," I smile putting the drink down and fixing my shirt.
They laugh slightly and we watch the band. Im wearing my favorite pink tanktop that has an opening around the belly button and a black cheerleader cut skirt with strappy white hills. I sit there trying to enjoy myself but I cant get comfortable. I take another sip of my drink when I hear an almost familiar voice behind me.
"Dude get off my ass. I mean yea, you think Its ugly and all you made your point but damn back off."
"Fine Ill back off I didnt know I was getting on such a touchy subject. OOO Im Taylor , dont offend my purse" the guy responds jokingly.
Then comes the forceful reply, "Once again, Its not a purse, Its not a man bag and Im not borrowing It fram Natalie. Its a sachle"
"Oh so thats what you want to call It now? It still doesnt change anything! " , quickly he follows the response with laughter.
Then in a sing song voice I hear "You say tomato I say tomato , You say sachle , I say purse"
I almost burst out laughing and Hillary gives me a strange look.
"Sorry it sounds like a couple is fighting back there" I tell her trying not to look stupid.
I begin to look around trying to find out who It Is but I have no such luck. I lean back In my seat and before I know It the room Is spinning around me and everything happening becomes a blur. I'm standing at the bar when I see Hillary across the room talking to the very guy I had been dancing with earlier in the night. I can barely focus to see what was happening but not even A moment later I see her walking past me toward the door.
Not understanding what she was doing I try to catch up to her but by the time I get outside her cab Is already pulling off. Gene and Sara meet me at the door but I blow them off. I couldnt believe what Hillary had just done. She left me stranded. She had half my money,and the apartment keys. Hell she had just about everything I was carrying on me tonight. I didnt know what I was going to do about it. What I did know though was I needed to get another drink.
I sat at the bar what had seemed like hours before a guy came up to talk to me. He sounded like the guy I had identifed earlier but I didnt want to strain on trying to figure It out. The guy sits down and looks at me.
"Wow, what's happened to you?" he asks.
I look at him laughing , "why does It matter?"
I remember him giving me a look of shock.He seemed as though he knew me, but I seriously doubted It. I didnt even recognize him, he looked just like everyone else In the club. A huge swirl of colors, lights and fast movement, I couldnt tell the difference. As the night went on time quickly passed. I danced, I drank, I was a blithering Idiot. I had mixed in with the rest of the crowd that I had deamed earlier to be alcoholics and people who had came for the soul purpose of one night stands. As hard as I tried to get away from this guy he wouldnt leave me alone. Everywhere I went the guy followed close behind. The last thing I remember before walking out the door of the club was being told not to puke In the cab.
A car horn , quite possibly a taxi, sounds outside my window. In the distance I can hear a train. Back in Kansas this may have soothed me but here I find it disturbing. The sound brings back memories, memories of Josh. Memories of Josh bring back tears, and I have had my share this past month. I wrote him a letter tonight , or should I say attempted. Attempt seems to be the right word considering how my trash can is over flowing with paper wads. I hate how I can know how I feel, what I want to say but when I go to put it down on paper I can never get it right. Falling in love is hard, being in love and maintaing a relationship is hard but I never knew it would be so tough just to say one simple word. One little word can change so much and in this case when that one simple word changes the one thing ive ever known. That one word has turned out to be the hardest thing ive had to do.
Josh's smile flashed through my mind as I sat up against the wall to look out my window. A tear began to make its way down my cheek , I pictured his face, the expression it had the first day I met him. I loved the shape and color of his eyes. His eyes were so welcoming, and soft. They were the most beautiful shade of green. No matter how I felt I could look into his eyes and everything would change. I would be lost. One of the great things about Josh was the fact that he had an over all calm welcoming attitude about him,even when he was acting crazy. He was far from perfect though. It was such a shame that I had to learn so late. Like most men I knew his good attributes were no match for his player side. Among his eyes , nice smile and warmth he was moody, secretive, and selfish. Which is why even though im hurting I am going to say bye. Part of myself cant help but be happy. Its so contridictive.
I continue to watch the cars move along my street, every so often they let out a passenger in front of my apartment building. I can hear doors slamming from the apartment above me. The couple is fighting again. This seems to be an every night routine. They scream, cuss, slam doors and a few minutes later you hear the bed hitting the wall. Once again they are screaming, but a different kind. Thats when I start to wish they were fighting again. Anything is better than haveing to hear makeup sex. Its the worst unless you are the one having it. I stand on my bed and hit the ceiling a few times.
"Hopefully that will help", I tell myself.
I climb off my bed and walk over to turn on my light. My alarm clock starts to buzz and I quickly run over to hit snooze. Alarm buzz's are so annoying especially at four am when you havent had sleep. I flip on my radio and like usual I continuosly change stations.
"How am i doin since you did what youve done to me"
"Does he want you, does he need you"
"I remember the look in your eyes when I told you goodbye"
"and I wont go sayin that were okay when were lost without eachother"
Finally I give up and turn off my radio. The stations always play the same mindless crap. It does no use to call and ask them to change it.
"I have so much to do today" I say to myself as I run my fingers through my hair.
Job interviews, job applications if I dont get one of the jobs, lunch in between, and housework. Luckily tonight Hillary and I are going dancing, there is no better way to realxe than letting go and dancing the night away.
I walk to the closet in my hall to pick out an outfit for my interviews for the day. Im always so picky about what I choose to wear.
After about ten minutes I finally pick out a black and pink pinstriped womens business suit. Soon after showering, makeup, and hair i was out the door and waiting on a taxi. Its hard to get a taxi in this city , especially at 7 am when the whole city is in a rush. I miss Kansas, I miss my car, damn..I wrap my parka around me , putting my purse on my shoulder. I hope I dont have to take the subway, it freaks me out. Although I have never ridden on one I always hear horror stories about being robbed on them. That was a risk I didnt want to take.
After a trying morning I get a break by sitting down for lunch. I walk into a resturant called "The Corner Cafe" and begin to look around. They were never really that full, it made me wonder how good their food would be. I walk over to a table and place my coat and purse on the side of the chair. Sitting down I grab the menu and begin to look it over. Soon after the waiter comes over to introduce himself.
"Hello mam, Im Ryan Ill be your waiter today, what can I get you to drink this afternoon"
I smiled, he was kinda cute,"Just an iced tea with some lemon on the side will be fine, thanks"
He walks away and I look back to the menu. He quickly brings my drink order and sits it down on the table asking if im ready to order. I politely inform him that no im waiting for a few friends. Right then I hear two familiar voices from behind me. I spin around to find two of my best friends from Kansas, Sara and Gene. It had been so long since we last saw eachother, close to 6 months It seems.
They greet me with a hug and we smile, "God its so great to see you guys?!" I exclaim.
They couldnt have taken a trip up here at a better time and I couldnt have been happier.
We each sit down and Sara asks "So how have you been?"
"Well Ive been , thats about it" I respond with a light chuckle.
"Today I had a few job interviews but those are still up in the air, its hard to tell whats going to happen with that. Hillary and I have been studying pretty hard, college is kicking my ass. I really miss home even though I havent been gone so long, and Josh and I are, well how do I put it, caput I guess is an okay word."
Gene grabs my hand and gives me a quick hug "Aww Adyn, im so sorry I know how much you loved him, but you know what they say"
Sara joins in and they say in unison "Tis better to have loved and lost than have never loved at all"
They were always doing that. It was like they were telekinetic, always finishing eachother's sentences. It almost made me sick. I roll my eyes and take a sip of my tea. It tastes bland so I grab two sugar packets and dump them into my cup.
After stirring It In I take a sip,"WOOO!" I make a sour face. Tons of sugar and lemon dont mix well.
"Keep your head up Ayd, have faith and it will all pull through", Sara reassured me. Sara was a christian, thats how we all met , through a local youth group. ABGIRLS, it stood for American Baptist Girls. We were In It for the longest time.
The waiter comes back over to the table getting our lunch orders. We each order something different. Sara grilled chicken, Gene a salad and pasta, but I just order soup. I had been watching the food come out since I had been sitting there and I didnt really like what I saw. We carry on our conversation, catching up on old times. We had talked so much about me I had figured it was time I find out what had been going on with them. They never failed to have something interesting go on In their lives.
"So since no one calls nemore," I say with a smile, "Whats new with you two?Anything interesting going on In your lives?" I give them a questioned look.
"Well," Sara smiles "I didnt know how to tell you this cause Its so big. In fact Its almost unbelievable," She sighs and sits up."Im pregnant, It will be 4 months on the 29th" She continues with a smile on her face waiting for a response.
I drop my fork on my plate and look toward Gene.
"Im getting married ," she blurts out.
I could tell the two of them were so happy and I wanted to be happy for them but I was more in schock than anything. I laugh lightly, "Wow, you guys are , just wow"
She continues, "I know you never thought much of Eric but I think he really does love me and that we are going to be totally happy together, and Id like for you to be happy for us"
I just nod, she was right I never liked Eric. Back In Kansas when It came to Gene and Sara I had always played the protective, concerned friend role. I didnt think Eric was good enough for Gene and still dont. After all the times he had cheated on her with our old friend Teresa I would have figured shed see what he was about but I was wrong. Who was I to talk though, look at me. I suppose people do strange things In the name of love. I personally draw the line at walking all over me. Gene apparently wasnt that strong willed.
I continue to sit there not saying anything. So much was changing in their lives that I felt almost left out of the loop cause I wasnt a part of it. I wasnt like them anymore, In fact I didnt feel like I was like anyone anymore. They had changed so much since I last saw them that It was as if I hardly knew anything about them at all. What did I expect though? I couldnt expect life not to go on when Im not home. I grabbed my napkin and wiped my mouth.
" Well, I cant say I approve but I guess I can try and be happy If thats what you want" I look at the two of them and begin eating again.
Sara continues on about her relationship with her boyfriend Adam. They have been together 2 and a half years now. Like most couples they have their up's and down's but they were finally getting what they wanted for the longest , a baby. It sounded as though he couldnt be happier. They were moving Into a new apartment next month and she had just gotten a new job. Things were going great for them. She was telling me the type of heartwarming crap I didnt feel like hearing. Her life was like a love novel, warm, touching, and romantic. Her life reminded me of the kind of love novel where nothing ever went wrong, the type that leads dumb people to believe love lasts forever and nothing can ever go wrong If you have love In your life. Sadly thats how she felt. I couldnt tell if it made me sick , or if I was just jealous?
I couldnt stomach anymore , I had to think of a way to get out of this fairy tale. Slowly I stood up trying to think of an excuse. I looked down at my watch and began to grab my purse. Going through It I start to grab my money. I pull it out and lay it on the table. Putting on my coat I look at them,"Im sorry girls I really need to go I have so much to get done before tonight"
They look at me confused "Are you sure you dont have time? Did we say someting wrong?" they ask.
I pause "No of course not and yea Im sure. I made a previous engagement with Hillary tonight and I really dont want to be late."
"Oh well maybe we can come along? We havent seen Hillary In forever!" Gene quickly stated.
Godd , I thought to myself , how did I get myself Into this?
I look around for a piece of paper. I just couldnt say no. Finally I find one and write down my apartment number and address."Here you are , take a cab here and wear something nice i guess. We are going dancing. Be there by 8" I quickly hand them the paper.
Sara squeals , "OMG I love dancing!" She laughs and I snort.
Sara had always been so girly and prissy. Im still trying to figure out how I got friends like this In the first place. We hug one last time and I start to head out the door. As I walk down the street I look inside from the window, they wave , I wave and I continue to make my way down the street. This night was going to prove to be more interesting than I had planned.
I walk into my apartment while grabbing the mail and juggaling bags at the same time. I lay everything on the counter and begin to walk into the front room.
I lay my coat down on the recliner and go to turn on the light. As I walk over to the lamp near the couch I bump Into someone. I jump and turn on the light as quickly as I can. Come to find out Its only Hillary bent over the side of the couch and Michael behind her. As usual they were having sex. She screams , and pulls the covers leaving him completely revealed. I turn around and drop my jaw.
She sighs , "How does this keep happening?"
I cant help but laugh.
She turns around "Micael what are you doing still sitting there? GO?! Go to the bathroom and get dressed you idiot!" she screams.
Michael jumps up grabs his jeans and runs to the bathroom. Its a shame the man Is so scared of his fiance. She wears the pants in the relationship and its quite funny to watch.The man Is straight up pussy wipped. I had never seen a worse case In my life.
"Adyn what were you doing just walking in here like that? Cant you see we were in the middle of something?"
I look around, "Well to me it seems like you were in the middle of something all over the apartment!"
I slowly turn to face her. She is blood red with embarressment.
"Dont you know how to knock before you enter" she asks following me Into the kitchen.
Grabbing my bottle of water I unscrew the lid taking a drink. "Oh yea Hill, ill be sure to knock at least 3 times before walking into my OWN apartment next time"
Rolling my eyes I look down at my counter, "Or better yet!How about this," I grab the stack of post it notes tearing one off. I then place it on her forhead
"How about you just stick a note on the door or something letting me know the apartment Is occupied, you know sort of like a hotel. Since you treat it like
one anyway"
Michael walks out of the bathroom and tries to give Hillary a hug but she pushes him out of the way. I look at him and say "You better not have gotten anything all over my floors"
Hillary yells at me the shutup, and starts to walk back to her room.
"Finally you put clothes on" I yell out of disgust.
Michale laughs and sits down on the couch. I follow but sit in the recliner. Ten minutes later she walks back out taking a seat on the couch next to her fiance.
"God you two are like rabbits," I tell them."If you dont stop I'll have to cage you guys in separate parts of this apartment"
She gives me an evil glare. "You know you really are just jealous because you cant have a guy like Michael"
I try hard not to laugh so I dont insult Michael. That girl really makes my day, always uptight about something.
Walking Into the club Im practically blinded by the strobe lights and the old fashioned disco ball. The club really needs to be updated. It had been awhile since I had been In a club and I had definetly never been In one like this before. Like any typical club you had your bar, your loud music, people dancing and your drunks. "Altitude" seems to be the type of club youd go to and get a one night stand. Everyone was either all over someone on the dance floor or at the bar hitting on another person. They all seemed to be In their younger 20's to their mid 30's with your occassional 40 yearold mixed In. The moment I walked In I could smell the liqour and cigarette smoke. I also noticed that they had an actual band playing on the stage unlike most clubs who were to cheap to pay for It. That was about the only good thing I could see. I could also tell Hillary had been here before when she left me as we walked In the door. The first place she went was the bar, and she took Sara with her. Gene and I stood at the door not knowing what to do. This club was so much less than Hillary had made It out to be. I walked out to the dance floor to get a feel for the place. The music that was playing was at least of good taste. It had a nice seductive , yet rock , danceable feeling to It. I could see myself getting Into It. This band reminded me of Muse.
As I get onto the dance floor a guy who looks to be In his early 20's bumps Into me. He reminded me of those pretty boys, and If I were asked I would say he didnt look half bad. I smiled at him and he smiled back. He grabbed my hand trying to dance with me. He had rythm and he could move his hips In a way I wouldnt think a guy would be able, I couldnt say no. I was being taken In by his smile, and his gorgeous blonde hair and blue eyes. He was clean cut. Unlike most of the guys here he was nicely dressed, definetly what I had pinned him as, a pretty boy.
"Come on dance, " he said.
I laugh, "Well Im really not much of a dancer"
He leans In to talk to me, "Well Im not much of a dancer either but your here to have fun right?"
I leaned back a bit and looked at him a bit suspicous, but I thought to myself what the hell he was right.
We began to dance and quickly time had passed. I felt a tap on my shoulder that first I ignored but then quickly turned around when it happened again. Come to find out it was Hillary coming to pull me away. I tell the guy , whos name I never found out, that I was sorry and followed closely behind her. As we walked through the dance floor I was constantly being bumped Into. Hillary led me over to a table where Sara and Gene were found to be sitting. I sit down and ask whats up.
"Nothing's up", they reply.
Hillary hands me a drink and I take a sip. "Not bad , what Is It?" I ask.
" Its a called a Blue Hawaiian I guess, " Hillary responds.
"Hm Its good! No wonder it has pineapple flavoring in it!," I smile putting the drink down and fixing my shirt.
They laugh slightly and we watch the band. Im wearing my favorite pink tanktop that has an opening around the belly button and a black cheerleader cut skirt with strappy white hills. I sit there trying to enjoy myself but I cant get comfortable. I take another sip of my drink when I hear an almost familiar voice behind me.
"Dude get off my ass. I mean yea, you think Its ugly and all you made your point but damn back off."
"Fine Ill back off I didnt know I was getting on such a touchy subject. OOO Im Taylor , dont offend my purse" the guy responds jokingly.
Then comes the forceful reply, "Once again, Its not a purse, Its not a man bag and Im not borrowing It fram Natalie. Its a sachle"
"Oh so thats what you want to call It now? It still doesnt change anything! " , quickly he follows the response with laughter.
Then in a sing song voice I hear "You say tomato I say tomato , You say sachle , I say purse"
I almost burst out laughing and Hillary gives me a strange look.
"Sorry it sounds like a couple is fighting back there" I tell her trying not to look stupid.
I begin to look around trying to find out who It Is but I have no such luck. I lean back In my seat and before I know It the room Is spinning around me and everything happening becomes a blur. I'm standing at the bar when I see Hillary across the room talking to the very guy I had been dancing with earlier in the night. I can barely focus to see what was happening but not even A moment later I see her walking past me toward the door.
Not understanding what she was doing I try to catch up to her but by the time I get outside her cab Is already pulling off. Gene and Sara meet me at the door but I blow them off. I couldnt believe what Hillary had just done. She left me stranded. She had half my money,and the apartment keys. Hell she had just about everything I was carrying on me tonight. I didnt know what I was going to do about it. What I did know though was I needed to get another drink.
I sat at the bar what had seemed like hours before a guy came up to talk to me. He sounded like the guy I had identifed earlier but I didnt want to strain on trying to figure It out. The guy sits down and looks at me.
"Wow, what's happened to you?" he asks.
I look at him laughing , "why does It matter?"
I remember him giving me a look of shock.He seemed as though he knew me, but I seriously doubted It. I didnt even recognize him, he looked just like everyone else In the club. A huge swirl of colors, lights and fast movement, I couldnt tell the difference. As the night went on time quickly passed. I danced, I drank, I was a blithering Idiot. I had mixed in with the rest of the crowd that I had deamed earlier to be alcoholics and people who had came for the soul purpose of one night stands. As hard as I tried to get away from this guy he wouldnt leave me alone. Everywhere I went the guy followed close behind. The last thing I remember before walking out the door of the club was being told not to puke In the cab.