The One

The One (33)

~ Steve Collins ~

When I woke up, I found myself in an unfamiliar bed.

I groaned, tossing and turning over.

"Hey Cap, come on, let's go back already." A voice said.

"Okay, okay," I said, but I made no attempt to get up.

"Come on, we have school in less than five hours. Get up, Captain, or I'm gonna leave without you."

"What?" Now that got me awake.

I blinked at the guy in front of me. Then I looked at the clock and groaned loudly. It was four freaking forty-five in the morning.

How did I even get here in the first place?

I tried to think, but my head was pounding too hard, so I gave up.

"Captain, I'm fucking tired. If you're not going to move then I'm going off already."

My mind quickly registered what he was saying and I hurriedly clambered off the bed.

Wait.

Did I have...?

I looked down and breathed a sigh of relief. My clothes were still on.

I walked behind my teammate, who looked like he wanted nothing but to just go back and crash in his dorm room.

"Dude, you sure you can drive?" I asked him. "You look like a zombie."

"I don't know about how I look, but my mind is clear, so I'm going to drive. Especially since I know you like to break the speed limit so I'm not handing my baby over to you."

~*~*~*~

I can't do this.

I swear, I can't do this.

Felicia's just a door away.

I can't face her.

Man up, Steve.

I took a deep breath and opened the door.

I must have been more drunk than I expected because I nearly fell on the ground when I tried to walk in.

Felicia's laughing.

Is she laughing at me?

Suddenly she looks at me and her smile disappears.

No, definitely not laughing at me.

"Hey babe," I greeted, smiling at her.

"Don't call me that. Go back to your room," she says.

She's about to cry.

What happened?

Then I noticed she was talking to someone on the phone. "I'll talk to you later, alright?" she whispered.

Who is she talking to?

Is it a guy?

"Who was that you were talking to, huh?" I asked, walking towards her.

"No one."

I furrowed my eyebrows and frowned. "That-that didn't s-sound like no one."

"None of your business?"

What?

Why is she being like this?

Felicia isn't like this.

She isn't so cold. So, so devoid of emotion.

Something must have happened to make her become like this.