I smacked my alarm with the flat of my hand, but no matter how many times I crushed the snooze button, it wouldn’t shut off.
“I think it’s your phone,” someone said.
Peeking through only one of my eyes, I saw…
Shit, what was her name again?
“Your phone.” She pointed.
Nodding, I sat up, reaching for my phone. “Black.”
“Ah, hi. I know this is weird, and you don’t know me—”
“You have five seconds before I hang up.”
“I’m Selene… Thea’s sister?”
I froze for a moment before sitting up. I wasn’t sure what to say or think, and the woman who was currently picking her clothes up off of my bedroom floor was not helping the situation.
“Hello?”
“I’m here. How did you get this number?”
“You were the only number in her phone I didn’t know, so I figured you’re the guy she’s been seeing?”
“We aren’t—you really shouldn’t have called me.”
“Look can we meet for like five minutes? Please? It’s important. I know you don’t know me, and you have no reason to trust me, but I just wanted to talk to you about my sister. You’re the first guy to last this long, so I think you care about her. If I’m wrong you can hang up—”
“Fine. Where do you want to meet?”
This family was going to be the death of me.
“Downtown. Do you know where Mico's Coffee shop is?”
“Yeah. I’ll be there in thirty minutes.”
“Thanks,” she said before hanging up.
“Is that your girlfriend?” The brunette... Sharpay?… Sharpay London, asked.
It slowly started to come back to me.
“No,” I said as I got out of bed.
I was surprised to find that I was still fully dressed in my clothes from the night before.
“Just in case you forgot, we didn’t do it,” she stated, stepping into her heels.
“We didn’t?”
Why couldn’t I remember anything?
“You told me that things were less complicated, then we laughed, we drank, and you invited me back here, where we drank some more. I practically threw myself at you, and everything was going great, until you suddenly stopped, pushed me away, and rejected me, right before you passed out,” she said with an edge in her voice. “Next time you bring a woman to your place, have the courtesy to do something about it, or else it’s just embarrassing.”
She grabbed her purse and left without another word, leaving me sitting in bed, dazed and confused.
God I’m a fucking mess, I thought, pulling off my shirt.