"What the fuck? What are you doing here?" I stammered as I backed up to the wall behind me. I covered my bare chest with the towel I had in my hand as the residual water from my face dripped down onto my shoulders and down my chest. I tripped over the toilet and ended up sitting on the closed seat. I stammered through my words. "I- I- I mean, what the hell is going on here? This is MY house, right?" I looked around and took in my surroundings. Yeah this was my house. Winnie giggled and ran past the bathroom again. "What are you AND Winnie doing here? I went to bed with Breckyn last night." I looked down the hallway. "Didn't I?" I said shaking my still pounding head. Ahh. Big mistake. The room started spinning.
"What do you mean what am I doing here?" Nancy said as I looked up from the spins. "You don't remember anything at all, do you?" She said staring at me. She shook her head. "You know, I'm not surprised. You were the drunkest I have ever seen you, and that's saying something." She said. I looked up into her face. She was wearing one of my old t shirts and a pair of my shorts. I stood up and backed up against the wall. "Why are you wearing..." I looked down at myself. I was only wearing boxers. Someone was in the bed with me when I woke up. I pointed to her. "..Did.. we..." I said as I pointed at her outfit and moved my fingers in between the two of us.
"Sleep together?" she said as she watched me pace back and forth. I looked up at her running my hand through my hair. I looked into her eyes and gave her a look that said, just tell me. She continued looking at me and gave me a look. "Oh god.." I said as I starting pacing faster. I threw both my hands in my hair and pulled at it. "No.. Oh my gosh.." The pacing was making the room spin more, it was hot in here, I couldn't breathe. Oh no, am I gonna? Yep. "Oh god.." I threw myself in front of the toilet and threw the lid up, unleashing all the alcohol and demons from the night before.
"Jesus Jimmy!" she said as I heaved into the toilet over and over. She walked out of the room as I sat in front of the toilet trying to catch my breath. I was dry heaving by this point. I kept my head in the toilet. I felt a hand on my back, rubbing up and down. I pushed my head out of the toilet and leaned against the tub. "Don't touch me, right now, please." I said. Nancy backed up and handed me a glass of water. "Here. Drink this. You'll feel better." She said as she held out the water. I shook my head at her. "No, Nancy. Nothing is going to make me feel better right now. How the hell am I supposed to feel any better when I did this to Breckyn?" I said, putting my head in my hands and started crying.
"Oh come off it, Jimmy. I didn't sleep with you. We didn't sleep together. But, I'm glad to know that THAT is your reaction when you think he had. You certainly make a girl feel special, asshole." She said as she handed me the glass. "Now, Drink. I'm not kidding you are dehydrated." I grabbed the glass and took a few sips.
"If we didn't sleep together then why are you wearing my clothes, Nance? You just decided to get comfortable?" I looked up at her and grabbed the hem of my t shirt she was wearing. "You don't think this looks bad?" She looked down and laughed. "You know, I could have worn my own clothes to bed but you decided to come over to my house at 5 o clock in the morning and spill your heart out to me." I looked up at her with a shocked look on my face. "About Breckyn and you, you idiot." I sighed and looked down. "You came over, drunk off your ass, which I might add if you EVER do that to me again at 5 o clock in the morning, I am booting your ass straight back here or to Higgins or something. I'm not your wife anymore, I don't have to deal with that." She said. I looked up. "I'm sorry." I said. "You were crying and bleeding. You cut the shit out of your arm. You were bleeding all over my carpet and bawling. I brought you in the house to get you cleaned up and you were so drunk you threw up all over me and my bathroom like some sort of sorority girl!" she said. "So I brought you back here to clean you up and get you in clean clothes and try to sober you up for when Breckyn came back. You were like a friggin nightmare! You were throwing up everywhere, on me, on yourself, in the car. I had to change into your clothes just to have something clean to wear! I mean, I've seen Winnie throw up with more dignity than you had last night! You totally Jimmied the whole night up."
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FanfictionBreckyn Jones travels to New York to getaway from her past. Little does she know she's about to find her future.