Meant to be

The Regrets - Mason

I wake up feeling like absolute shit. Rolling my body over slowly, I'm aching like I've just come out of a coma, my muscles ache in pain, sore and a little tight. Then I quickly realise I'm not in my room, or even a room I'm familiar with, something's not right.

I just know it.

Why do I feel like shit?

Where are my clothes?

Why am I butt naked?

I feel mentally confused.

Okay Mason, think carefully, trace your steps, what's the earliest thing I can remember?

Getting in the car with the guys yesterday.

Okay, where were we going?

To Jodie's party.

Right.

She asked us to help set up the party for Evie at hers, yeah that sounds familiar, because that's the only reason I'd agree to go help Jodie. I remember Evie opening the door, I remember her so clearly, as always she leaves me breathless, her smile, her eyes, the way she says my name, just thinking about her calms me.

What next?

Her date, the one Jodie set her up with, he arrives and my memory might be foggy but I feel like he was emitting asshole vibes? Thinking back, I know for a fact we kissed, Evie and I, not the asshole guy, before they leave together. I know she's entitled to date whoever but I hope I'm doing the right thing by not asking her to be mine yet. I don't want her to feel smothered or tied down to me as her independence is important to her, Evie's worth the long game, once I tell her how I feel I want to be the last guy she's with. It's like a mantra, I keep reminding myself of this when she goes on dates, but I'm getting off track, I need to concentrate.

Okay.

Think.

Then there's kegs, we brought kegs in and I was talking to Michel about graduation and then we started drinking.

What was I drinking?

Maybe that's the answer to why I feel so shitty.

Cocktails.

Something blue.

I don't know what, Jodie made it.

Then that's where it gets hazy.

Real hazy.

Like a dream.

It's like nothing I've experienced and I've had some wild nights at university.

Something's not right.

Have I been roofied?

Nah.

I'm being dramatic.

Arent I?

"Morning baby"

What.

The.

Fuck.

No.

No.

No.

Jodie walks in wearing a thin see through robe, a wide smile on her face, as she climbs into bed, hugging me, I edge away from her.

So far away that I fall out of bed.

"What's going on?" I ask her, searching for my clothes, while covering myself.

If anybody walked in on this it'd look like Jodie and I slept together, but no amount of alcohol would make me do that, for several reasons, like I'm not attracted to her but the biggest reason being Evie.