I woke up the next morning, in my own bed. I waited for the hangover to fully hit, but it never did. I peeped my eye open and the sunlight hit me. I closed it and tried again, blinking multiple times to focus. Blindly, I found my phone and tried to focus on it. Ten thirty six in the morning and my phone had been blown up. I had a text from Mike, a text from Aaron, and four texts and five missed calls from Shelly. Before I could even unlock my phone, loud banging sounded from my front door.
"Gemma, Gemma you better be home!"
"Uggghhh!" was my response. The raging storm that is Shelly stopped pounding and yelling while I groggily made my way to the door. I unlocked and opened it, causing the alarm to go off. "Fucking shit." I scrambled over the pad to stop the assault on my ears. I punched in the code and drug my feet to the couch, Shelly not far behind.
"Gemma, I was so worried. Joe called and said you were drugged and drunk and left with some guy. What the fuck girl?"
"I took half a xany and got surprise drinks from Joe. I didn't drink that much I swear." I pealed my eyes open enough to look at her. She was wearing some guys shirt and a pair of sweats.
"Joe said he had never seen someone get that drunk off of soo little. What happened? How did you get home?"
"I don't remember anything after Mike."
"Whoo da fuck is Mike?"
"Get my phone will you? It's on the bed somewhere."
She came back with my phone and a cup of coffee. I guess I must have fallen back asleep on the couch. My left leg kinda burned. I looked at it, and there was a round red mark on the side of my calf. I pulled my legs back under me and unlocked my phone to see the text from Mike. "You get home okay?" Then another one from this morning. "Good morning friend, you alive?"
"I'm alive, I just don't remember anything after I came down the stairs. You see me after that?" I texted back.
I took a sip of my coffee and burned my tongue. No sugar in it, no creamer. Gross. "Mike gave me a cheesy pick up line and I danced with him anyway. We went out to have a smoke exchanged numbers then we split. He is pretty good looking, but we are just friends." I told Shelly.
Shelly pulled her legs up indian style and faced me, both hands on her own cup of hot nastiness. "You see your mystery man Aaron?"
My phone beeped before I could say anything. I opened the text from Mike. "Saw you outside when I left. You were with some guy with a nice audi R8. Didn't want to cock block."
"Thanks Mike, I could have been raped. You're such a good friend." I typed away.
I looked up to Shelly, "Some guy in an R8 took me home." I could feel the guilty disbelief on my face.
"That explains your clothes. You finally get some?"
I looked down and I was in large T shirt and panties. Normally when I come home drunk, I pass out in my club clothes. Shit just got serious. My phone beeped and I looked at the message from Mike.
"It's not rape if you're willing. And you were more than willing, you were all over him."
"Fuck!" I yelled out. "Mike says I was all over the guy when I left." I felt my crouch up, getting really nervous. "But I don't feel sore down there. Wouldn't I be sore after not having any for so long?"
"Maybe Aaron took you home. He does own a company and could afford a car like that. Text him."
I pulled up his number then saw that he had text me this morning. I had forgot about it in all the excitement. "You're so much fun when you drink, but next time, don't take pills too. That's dangerous."
"I must have met up with him, he knows I took pills and drank." I scrolled up in the convo and saw where Joe had text him, telling him to get to the bar asap. "Joe text him from my phone to come get me."
"Joe text me too, But I was passed out. I was soo worried this morning. I called Joe and he said he sent you home with a guy but he couldn't remember his name."
I set my coffee and my phone down and went to the bathroom, leaving the door open and not bothering to turn on the lights. I finished my business and went to wash my hands when I found a post it on the mirror. "Next time I won't be such a gentleman when you attack me. - A"
I washed my hands, reading the note over again, ripping it off when I got through. I walked over to Shelly on the couch who was on her phone and shoved the note in her face. "I am never drinking and taking pills again." Shelly snatched the note out of my hand and read it over. "What does this mean? Did you assault him Gem?"
I flopped down on the couch and snatched my phone up.
"Did you take me home last night?" Shelly must have known who I was texting, and slid over so she could look at my screen too. When I didn't get a reply right away, I pressed the home key to get to my e-mail. I wanted to scream, but Shell did that for me, squealing right in my ear. "Oh my gawd! Who is that hot stud you're licking on? Is that Aaron or Mike?" I quickly tapped the pictures wiki and started scrolling. I only had a small handful, but they all consisted of me, on my bed, licking some guys abs. Most of them were pretty blurry. The only good one that came out looked like the guy took it for me, and that one was the new background on my phone. I scrolled through the pics again and Shelly snatched my phone out of my hand. She slid back one and zoomed in. "He has a nipple ring. This must be Aaron. Do you still have that one pic he sent you?" I didn't even reply, I was in such a shocked state. She didn't need a word from me and went the the message stream between him and I and scrolled over to get to the sent pictures. She tapped on his and saved it, then went back to the saved pics on my phone, scrolling back and forth between the ones from last night and his. "This is Aaron. You lucky bitch."
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Silent Attention [COMPLETED]
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