Sinful Graditude

His plan

I woke up to the sun hurting my eyes, it was the first thing saw while looking up. where am I? I thought placing my hand on my head and feeling doozy, my mouth was parched and my head was spinning then I heard my phone buzz on the concrete next to me "ughh" I said then sat up to read the message.

Mila- Where are you? I lost you last night! School in a few, if you recieve this...call me ASAP I need to know your okay!

I got up and looked around, found my heels next to me. I picked them up and managed to get up, looking around I realized  I was close to the hotel. I entered and realized no one was im the lobby which was a relief, I didn't want anyone too see me as such a reck. I grabbed the elevator to the 5th floor and tried to find my keys which were somehow tuck deeply in my bra. As soon as I unlocked my door I felt so dizzy again, leaned on the wall then ran to the bathroom and threw up twice. After the throwing up I felt my head to see if I had a fever but it didn't feel warm so I knew I was okay. I sat on the floor in silence to try and remember the night before. What happened, what happened, what happened! think alison I thought. I picked up my phone and called Mila.

Mila- oh my god where the fuck are you, i've been calling you since last night!

Alison- I'm home now

Mila- you okay? you sound sick.

Alison- yea i'm fine kind of just threw up now

Mila- yea after all those drinks wooooooooh, you should take medicine for that

Alison- yea, um can you tell me what exactly happened yesterday?

Mila- To much to explain girl, so come to school and we can talk about that but first I want coffee, french vanilla here I come!

I smiled because no matter what happened mila was always in a good mood.

Alison- Where do I meet you?

Mila- The coffee shop the one near the school. we can talk there.

Alison- Alright, see you there.

I put my phone down and looked around and noticed how early I got up. It was six in the morning and I felt so exhausted but I got myself up and took a shower, washed my hair, then got dressed. I made a slice of toast because of how weak but I knew I had to at least eat something even if my stomach refused it which is why I as well promised myself that I would never drink that much again. I didn't recall drinking that much, that was the scary part. I texted Mila again and took a cab. I felt so worn out and now knew what a hangover felt like, it was a constant battle or whether you wanted to throw up or not, whether the world was spinning or it's just you. A constant battle or "what if's". Mila and I met up at the coffee shop, she was there first. "Hey boo!" she said hugging me. I groaned when she hugged me because of how tight she did. "hey" I said holding my stomach. "Girl you look way too sick, should have told me you wanted to stay home" she said drinking her coffee. "I'm fine, I'm just still trying to get passed this morning" I said drinking some coffee than looking at mila, she looked perfectly fine like she hadn't drank but I knew she drank more than I had. "hey what's the deal" I said putting my glass down. "why do you look fine and I look like shit, you know I woke up on a sidewalk near the hotel building"? "oh, so that's where you were" mila said still drinking. "by the way, your too much of a light drinker that's why i'm fine and your not she said. "it was my first time and what are you talking about, don't you remember how I got there?" I said sitting back and putting my hand to my head as if the answer would magically appear the harder I thought. "Sorry I don't remember but you did leave with some guy" mila said smiling. "Wow really? how did he look?" I asked "Can't remember to be honest, God I was so in the moment I don't even think I looked at him. All I know is, I scored" she said then taking out his number and showing it too me. I smiled then switched back to reality "Mila you got to help me, I kinda am starting to believe someone drugged me" I said looking down in ashame. "really, why do you figure?" she said leaning on the table. "well for one thing I can't remember shit from last night, all I could remember is dancing so quickly, pacing back and forth and being pulled out of a place...and a scent like (I clearly my throat) heavy cologne. It was a familiar scent" I said then put my head on the table. "Ugh I can't remember anything" I said. "hey, that reminds me you left your purse at the bar" she said passing it too me. "Ugh this is just great, first I was drugged now my own friend can't remember stuff, were you drugged too"? I asked jokingly. "How do you even know you were drugged, and probably not I could remember everything even the guy's name I danced with and how could they drug you if I were with you the whole time until you disappeared " she said. "that's probably when they drugged me, when we weren't together and I do also remember getting my margarita and finishing it on the dance floor" I told her. "wait a new margarita" she asked. "no it was the one I had left on the counter" my eyes widen as I spoke. "you solved your own mystery my friend, you never leave your drinks unattended girl, this is college people are crazy and not that type of drunk fun crazy  I mean the kind of rape and kill you kind of crazy" she said and laughed. "but anyways let's go, classes should be starting" she said looking at her watch and throwing away her coffee. I entered my first class, when I saw Mr.Addams he smiled at me. I smiled back then took my seat. God I feel so sick I thought and put my head down. As he began to teach I picked my head up and started taking notes. I left the purse I used during the party and the corner of my desk realizing I never went through it after last night. I opened and badg and nothing really was there, just my perfume, pads, some makeup and sticks of wrinkled opened gum. I popped on in and kept looking then opened my side pockets to find a wrinkled paper that had a number on it with a message on the back saying "thank you for tonight" It took me awhile to analyze the number because of how sick I felt and how dizzy I was as well. I examined the note, what the hell? I thought, I tried to remember who's number this was knowing that I didn't remember anything from last night. I got my phone out and called the number in class trying to hide so I wouldn't be caught. Then I heard the ring and vibration, It came from the class, I looked around then looked up. Mr.Addams looked straight at me, the ringing had came from his desk  I stared at his phone as it vibrated. That's when it all flashed back to me and I remembered all the signs michelle told me. His scent when he drugged me, The stern pull when he grabbed me just like he did on my thigh except with the rubbing. I thought some more amd realized as well he was my cab driver as well. I recognized his exact voice and words all the time "My pleasure" after this moment I put my phone down and closed it slowly in shock and fear once I closed it I looked at his phone and it stopped. Was this what michelle was warning me about? The danger of this man? Was he the one who drugged me? Once I put my phone down I looked back up and we still met eyes on one another, The smirk on his face was so malicious it scared me. As the class did their work I knew he had another kind work planned, and it was me.