Shattering my Over-used Heart

Tommy's chapter - Things end, People change, and life moves on.

I squint my eyes open, I don't remember where I am, my head feels like I'm braindead, my arms and legs I can't move just yet, like I've just woken up from a 10-year coma. but in my better judgment I sit up, I hear the slosh of water, and that's when I feel wet, soaked through actually, I rub my eyes but there not ready to open yet so I sigh and turn my head, I hear moans and groans, sexual moans and groans, I flex my fingers and that's when I hear glass hit against something, slowly my eyes peel open and I take in my surroundings, I'm in a jacuzzi style bathtub, in a full tuxedo, the water is spilling over the side, and I'm lucky I didn't fucking drown in my sleep, I look around at the bottles of alcohol that are swimming around me thanks to the jets of this tub, then blink over to the side, where more bottles stand, different shapes and sizes, all completely empty. "Shit" I mumble out, my mouth completely dry, I open my jacket pocket for smokes, I pull out a hot pink thong instead, I look it over and feel the materiel in my fingers before flicking it away, I pull out a locker key, a deed to a casino I can't make out because the paper is soggy, and a black ring, I roll it between my fingers, what the fuck happened? I think turning my head towards the door, with both my hands on the side of this tub, I pull myself out, the water cascading around me, some pours out the tub, but my tux is soaked, including the socks and shoes I'm wearing, my clothes slosh with water when I walk to the door and turn it, I open it looking into an open plan penthouse style room, before I even move, I look down at Preston, passed out cold, drool down his chin, wrapped around what looks like when I tilt my head a show girl, feathers and all, I step over them dripping as I move, on the pull-out sofa is Casey, a girl under each arm, and one between his legs, all butt-ass naked so I look away quickly, the moans and groans I hear appear to be porn playing on a loop on the telly, I look around the room, the mini bar has been pulled out the wall, pillows I guess exploded because there are feathers littering the floor, and bottles, hundreds of bottles of beer, I look around for a phone or my mobile but I don't see anything, I itch my right hand side of my body, and feel plastic scrape against my skin, I open my wet jacket and lift that shirt sticking to my body, that's when I see the tattoo, I turn my head and roll my eyes, lowering my clothes. "fuck" I breath out, I don't need more questions right now, I see that this place is two floors, so passing the kitchen which is wrecked, the fridge is leaning forward off the wall, the door open with the food spilling out onto the floor, looks like meals or food were cooked because the sink is overflowing with pots and pans, but then I look over at the take out boxes, littering the floor, pizza, tai food, Indian, room services trays, how long have we fucking been here? I climb the stairs, nearly slipping at the puddle I'm creating and I shrug off the jacket I'm wearing and leave it on the top of the stairs, that's when I see all the clothes on the floor in the hallway, the first room in this hallway is the bathroom, and I see every aftershave and cologne I know me and my friends wear, so I close that door because I see piss around the rim of the toilet, I turn looking at the first bedroom, I open the door a crack and with the light from the sun, I can just make out the outlines of bodies on the bed, but then I look down and see more bodies I just shut the door, because every single one of them were naked, I get to the next bedroom and open the door, but when a fucking two hundred pound gorilla turns his head and looks at me, I back away and slam the door shut, my eyes wide and I look up and down this hallway, my legs pick up speed to the next bedroom and when I open it, I'm met with sawyer, dogging a random chick, his eyes are hooded and hers closed, her face pushes into the mattress with every one of his thrusts. "Soy" I mumble, but he keeps going, his fingers digging into her ass. "Soy" I say louder, and he looks over to me "what?" he replies still going, I raise my eyebrows at him to stop but I know my best friend better so I lean against the doorframe, my body feels really fucking weak, with the sounds of his balls tapping this girls ass I ask my first question. "Where are we?" I see him flex his torso and then his arms, sweat dripping down his forehead "fuck knows" he answers, I look down at his floor, I see the bottles of alcohol around this floor too, but my eyes single in on the pills, the different ones in piles , then I see the lines of dust, my fucking product, and I swipe at my nose feeling the residue on my skin. "fuck" I say to myself then look back up to sawyer "how long have we been here?" I question again, and he stills, the girls stops moaning and he looks up for about a second "I lost count when we got drunk at the zoo" he responds, slapping the girl on the ass and he starts slow again, stroking in and out of her until she curves her spine back down into the perfect arch "Man, fuck, what's with the 20 questions? Give me five, and I'll be out and talk to you-" he dismisses me but a second girl crawls up from the floor and hugs him from behind, rubbing his arms and kissing his neck, he leans back and takes her mouth and I shake my head "on second thought, give me an hour" he calls out while I close the door, the next bedroom is full of clothes, bags and bags of designer clothes and suits, including shoes, watches, and I rub a hand down my face, I change into a black tracksuit because I feel like shit and make my way towards the door, I quietly leave.