Could life get any messier?

Chapter 2

*banging on the door*

*lot of yelling going on*

"Sammy.... open the damn door"

"Did you effin hang yourself????"

I could hear all the ranting but my head and eyes were too heavy to get myself out of bed.

"Sammy..!! Sammy..!! Samantha bloody Parks if you don't open this damn door, I'm gonna bloody break this piece of wood and kill you myself....!!!! well that's if you're still alive."

Only 3 people in this whole bloody world dared to call me by my whole name and those would be, my parents who currently were on a romantic getaway to Fiji and the third was my roommate and best friend Althea. I knew this had to be serious because she only took my whole name when she was super mad at me. I managed to drag myself out of bed and opened the bedroom door. She comes storming in, "What are you on? meth? you lil crackhead...!!!"

"Relax mother" I croaked. She giggled and touched my forehead to see if I had fever. I dumped my head in her lap and fell asleep for five minutes. She stroked my head and forced me up and said, "Move your ass, freshen up and let's talk about this at the breakfast table."

I woke up quickly as I was dying to tell her what was on my mind. As I freshened up and was walking past Althea's room I noticed her bed was messed up and there laid Josh, I instantly knew something was up.

I walked up to Althea and said teasingly, "Someone's had a pretty cracking night" and laughed hysterically, she passed me the bowl of cereal sticking her tongue out at me and making funny faces. To add to the nonsense I made funny noises which pretty much embarrassed her I'm guessing. "Keep it low you idiot, you'll wake him up" she yelled at me and we sat there to eat our breakfast.

"When is he gonna stop wearing cartoon boxers?" I asked her and we burst out laughing all over again.

This time she gave me a serious look and asked, "So Sammy what's up, what's with all the weird behaviour earlier in the morning??"

I promised to tell her but not at home, I wanted to get out and get some fresh air. So we decided to go out for our daily dose of caffeine at 10 or so. Since it was only 9 and I had nothing to do, I tried to kill time by surfing the through channels and to my bad all channels were miraculously playing movies relating to stalkers, serial killers, horror flicks, I mean seriously what in the bloody hell was going on with me. Just two days before I was enjoying my life shopping, going to movies and carelessly spending my dad's money, what in this bloody world went wrong???

I could hear Althea and Josh cuddling in the next room, what I could I say that was another kind of torture all by itself. Maybe it's normal with all the couples, but Cole and I had decided not to have sex, I wasn't ready for it yet and he was smart enough not to be a dad at the age 20. Not that I came from the prehistoric period and hadn't heard about condoms, I just wasn't the sex type. It was 9:30 another half an hour to go, but Althea didn't seem to move any faster with Josh in the house. So I started working on my laptop to pass time. Finally Althea decides to come out of her damn room, good lord it reeked of Josh's pungent deodorant. Josh was a great guy but sometimes he could really get on your nerves. Sometimes he behaved like he belonged to a completely alternate universe, I always wondered how Althea kept up with his s#it.

Well I was bored and was getting utterly impatient, so I grabbed Althea and headed for the coffee shop. Usually I am lazy prick and would head to any coffee shop like any other normal person would, but that day my taste buds longed for the coffee from the diner I had been to last night, I basically loved that coffee. So we headed off in that direction and while we were walking I narrated the whole fiasco I had been in last night. Althea's eyes widened like those of a frog and her mouth was wide open in shock, any bigger and I'm pretty sure she could have gulped a dinosaur without any difficulty. After quite some walking we reached the diner, we walked in and got ourselves a table, and one of the staff member walks up to take our order and who may it be, off course it had to be the same guy who bathed me in coffee last night. He looked a little bruised and a bump on his head and to my surprise I find myself saying, "Diner boy is it, you have the knack of being in the wrong place at the wrong time, what'd you get yourself into this time, a fight??"

He quietly took our order and walked away. When he returned with our coffees he reached out to his pocket and pulled out a cell phone which looked similar to mine. That was when I remembered about my cell phone, I rummaged my purse and was feeling my pockets to find for my cell phone but all in vain. "It is yours ma'am, hadn't you gone all ninja on me, you would have had it last night itself" he said with a quirky smile.

Ohh the guts he had to talk to me like that, "Couldn't you dial any number from that and tell them you had my phone???".

"I would have loved to do that, but your phone was dead." Damn his accent was killing me, but he continued to say, "a simple sorry and a thank you would do, you know."

Oh we argued all right and I ran out grabbing my phone from his hand, Althea followed. As I and Althea walked a small distance I realized what a prick I had been to that poor guy, God I was ashamed of myself, obviously because I wasn't raised like this. Well I couldn't just get away with an apology I had to come up with something better.