Loving You

Chapter 3 - Abhimanyu - Existing Not Living

~Abhimanyu~

Oh god.

Someone needed to go tell the neighbours that playing loud drums at 6 in the morning was a terrible idea. I sat up in my bed and leaned against the headrest. It was then that the drumming stopped and a loud pounding began. Except this time, it was in my head. Even the sound of the drums that I had woken up to earlier were nothing but a figment of my imagination.

I didn't even remember the last thing I had done last night.

All I knew was that I had gone to a restaurant, gotten into a fight with Shanaya and decided that my time would be best spent getting drunk at the bar.

And I had a conversation with the bartender. Avani? Alia? Akshi? Akshu? Akshara.

Yes. That had been her name. Akshara. And that was all that I remembered.

There was light peeking out from behind the curtains, so it seemed like the time was definitely not 6am. My phone was sitting on my night table, plugged into the charging outlet.

Did I do that?

Had I been sobered enough that not only had tucked myself into bed, but I had also put my cellphone on charge?

Because as far as I could recall, I had been nothing short of blackout drunk.

I unplugged my phone from the charger wire and before I could turn it on, I saw a small baby pink note sitting on the table, right under where my phone had been.

Hey you,

I don't know if you remember me or not, but I'm Akshara, the bartender from Phoenix Bar and Grill. I hope you feel better today. You drank a bit too much last night and the Uber driver wouldn't drop you home alone, so I had to come with. And if you are wondering, I did have to pry the apartment keys out of your pocket, but don't worry, I did not try anything inappropriate. Okay, bad joke, I'm sorry. But yes, I did tuck you into bed and put your phone on charge. You're welcome :)

Your car is still parked at Phoenix. Come and get it any time you want. And also, on the table are two Tylenol tablets, and a water bottle which I found in your fridge just in case you have a pounding headache.

I looked around and there they were. Two Tylenol tablets and a bottle of water laying right beside the note. I swallowed the tablets and chugged the water from the bottle. Then I went back to reading the rest of the note.

Hangovers are hard. Please remember to drink some coffee or tea, whichever you prefer and also eat a good breakfast. And possibly also try to not drink yourself into oblivion the next time? I hope you have a great day.

-A

I turned my phone on to the screen flashing brightly from five missed calls from Shanaya, three from Vikram as well as a total of 10 texts combined from the two of them.

I tossed my phone onto my bed. I was not interested in what they had to say. They could not just go behind my back and hurt me and then act like they did nothing wrong. But it was even worse when it was with your best friend. Not only one, but I had lost two of the most important people in my life in one night.

~*~

I poured myself a mug of black coffee when my phone gave off a faint alert. My Uber had arrived. I grabbed the car keys from the counter and locked the front door before making my way out to the elevators. My phone vibrated once I was settled in the Uber. Unwillingly, I decided against my better conscious to see who was texting me.