Chapter 25
-138 Days Later
I woke up to a persistent glare in my right eye. It was just any old persistent glare; it was more of an annoying one that would continue to bother me until I woke up from my slumber. It was strange having a glare there in my eye for when I first wake up. I never had this kind of problem from first waking up in the morning at my place. So that could only mean one thing, and that thing was I was not at my place. My sight is always unusually fuzzy the first thing I wake up in the morning. So the only thing I could see at the current moment was a wave of blue above me. So that really did mean that I wasn’t in my room, since my walls were whiter than freshly fallen snow. The one thing that made me even more confused about where I was at was the constant breeze that flowing on my lower half of my body. It was another thing I wasn’t quite used too. The thing that really tripped me off was the constant crashing sound of waves beneath my feet. That’s when I felt someone move next to me.
The only thought I had at this time was I was off again on one of my many tangents with some random woman. The only reason I could feel the breeze on my lower half of my body was due to me being naked. I sat up realizing where I was exactly sitting. I wasn’t even in someone’s bed I was lying on the beach naked. I looked at my surroundings, noticing that this place in a way looked familiar, but in a darker twist. I glanced down at the person next to me and then I realized that last night did in fact happen. I did go out to the woods party with Dick Emerson, I did snort cocaine, I did walk off to the beach with Avery not knowing what was going to happen, then there was Avery and I making out on the beach and telling me that she and Hazel were once best friends. After that I must have passed out like the pansy that I happen to be. As I looked around more I realized that my clothes were nowhere in sight, other than my KISS T-shirt which was loosely covering Avery’s body.
“Where the fuck are my clothes?” I whispered while rubbing the back of my head.
“I hid them.” I heard Avery chuckle next to me.
Once again realizing that there was someone next to me, I snapped my head in her direction.
“Wild night huh?” Avery said cockily.
“Did we….you know?”
“Harry didn’t have sex if that’s what you’re thinking. Well…..at least not yet we have.” She said with a wink.
“Then why are you wearing my clothes?”
“You gave them to me just before you went skinny dipping.” She paused for a moment then proceeded to smirk at me.
“What?” I asked in an annoyed tone.
“You’ve got quite the package down there……and by the looks of it right now you need to attend to something.” She said glancing down my penis.
“What the fuck is your problem?” I said quickly while covering myself in that area, only having to wince at the pain from just putting my hands on my current morning wood.
“I told you, you should probably attend to that. You need some help?” She said with a suggestive grin.
What was this girl’s deal? She keeps going from wanting to fuck me, then to toying with me, then to only wanting to fuck me again. Then to be honest since after last night I really didn’t want anything to do with her anymore. I wanted just to head back to my flat and once again weep, wallow, and drink myself to sleep at the thought of Hazel missing from my life.
“You could help me by telling me where the rest of my clothes are.” I said angrily while getting up.
“Yeah, I don’t think so. I like looking at your picturesque body. I could……….never mind.” She said with a wink.
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