Bzzzzzz bzzzzzz bzzzzzz
Ugh… go away… shut it off…
My head hurts. It’s so heavy. It feels like a watermelon.
Bzzzzzz bzzzzzz bzzzzzz
Who the fuck is calling me already? What time is it anyway? I pull the covers off from my head, carefully turning my head to the side to see my alarm clock to attempt at lessening the throbbing.
11:00 a.m. Christ almighty!
“Hillary!”
Nooooooooooooo!
“Hillary! Tess is on the phone!” My dad is yelling from down the hall.
I reach down from my bed to grab the cordless phone resting on a stool on my bedroom floor.
“I got it dad.” I hear the click and know he hung up.
“Morning, sunshine!” Tess yells in the phone.
“Stop yelling.”
“Ha ha ha. What’s the matter buttercup? Got a hangover?”
“Something like that.”
“What are you doing today? I want to go shopping.” She says excitedly.
“I could shop.”
Anything that didn’t involve alcohol at this point would be fantastic!
“Cool. What time do you want to go?”
“I’m still in bed, so I need to shower and attempt to eat some type of bread or cracker. Can you give me till like one or two o’clock and we could grab dinner after shopping or something?” I suggest.
“That sounds perfect. Hey, I saw Jameson’s Mustang still at Dawn’s this morning when I went out for coffee. I think Christian made him crash at his place.”
“Oh, thank God.”
I can’t believe I drove home myself. That was so stupid of me. It was a crazy night, and knowing my mom is out of state and my dad couldn’t care less what time I came home, I took advantage of the opportunity.
“Yeah, but you’d sobered up a lot by the time we got back to town.”
“It was still stupid.”
“Call me when you’re on your way to my house.”
“Okay. Bye.”
I drop the phone on the floor and struggle with the thought of having to physically get out of the bed. Maybe I’ll just lay here for another minute.
I look at my cell phone to see how many times Tess was calling me before she called my house.
Oh fuck! It wasn’t Tess, it was Jameson. But there were no messages. Phew.
Time to get out of bed.
AS SOON AS I PULL in to Tess’s driveway, she’s already running out to the driveway.
“In a rush to get out of the house?” I ask, quizzically.
“Oh geez, my parents are driving me nuts and my little sister is crying.”
“Alright. On that note let’s go shopping. Express is calling my name.” We weren’t even at the end of her road and I could feel Tess’s eyes burning a hole in my head. I turn to quickly look at her and she’s just staring at me while smoking a cigarette.
“What?” I ask her.
“So are you going to tell me what the fuck all that shit was with Jameson last night?”
I chuckle at her bold statement. “I don’t know Tess. I was drunk. It was just a joke gone crazy.”
“So you don’t like him like that?”
“I don’t know. I never really gave it much thought. He was drunk too Tess. I’m sure there are no feelings on his end.”
“Okay.”
She dropped the subject.
Interesting…
AFTER A FUN AFTERNOON of clothes shopping at our two favorite stores Express and New York & Co. We decide to stop at Ruby Tuesday’s for a simple sit down dinner.
“So where’s Brody tonight?”
“I don’t know. At home I guess.” She says with a look in her eyes that couldn’t care less where he was or what he was doing.
“Are you guys fighting?”
“Yeah. I don’t know. He’s been such a jerk lately and I’m sick of it. I want to go out and have fun with my friends but he never wants to come along. But I’m supposed to go out with his stupid friends.”
“I’m sorry, Tess. I wish I had some advice for you.”
“I know. It’s okay.”
“I can tell you this. You are young and beautiful with many years of good times still ahead of you. Don’t let him drag you down.”
“Aww, Hil. Thanks. I think we’re gonna have a serious talk tonight.”
“If shit gets crazy you know how to get ahold of me, okay?”
“You got it,” she says, with a barely there smile.
AFTER I DROPPED TESS OFF at home and wished her luck with Brody I decided to take a drive up Route 66 to see if anyone was hanging out at Dawn’s Coffee Depot.
I noticed Christian’s truck there, so I decided to pull in, order a coffee and see what information he would divulge from last night’s activities.