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Follow Through
My heart raced and it seemed that my mouth had suddenly dried up. A relatively buff arm wrapped around my waist pulling me closer to the source of my discomfort. Soft light escaped the curtain covering the window. His slightly familiar face was soft in the morning light. His curly hair was a mess of morning hair, but as I studied his face I thought that somehow it suited him well. Suddenly his eyes flew open in alarm, as if he had known that someone was examining him. His hazel eyes bore into mine, and for a moment I found myself incapable of moving much less breathing.
“Hi” he said softly. His arm stayed wrapped around my waist connecting them in a sort of primal way. I could tell that sleep hadn’t fully left him, and that the world and his memories of the night before had not yet caught up to him.
“Hey” I said back, not bothering to cover up my morning breath. And awkward moment passed between us, we both silently refused to be the first one to move away from our embrace. We simply lay intertwined trying to remember what had conspired between us the night before. Finally, I said the first thing I could think of. “I’m Allie.”
He didn’t smile, but rather just stared hardly at me for a moment before nodding his head and replying “I’m Kevin.” Brightness was beginning to find its way into his eyes, and it was obvious that he was becoming more lucid by the second. “Do you remember what happened last night?”
I broke our shared gave for the first time since he had woken up to gaze down at our bodies. It didn’t surprise me to find out that we were both naked. You very rarely wake up with strange men and are fully dressed.
“I guess it’s kind of obvious.” His eyes looked at me confusedly at this statement. “I mean, we obviously had sex.” It was at the word ‘sex’ that his eyes sprang open in surprise, and reality came crashing down upon him.
“Shit!” he exclaimed springing away from me suddenly. He held his left hand up in the air suddenly as if it held some sort of answers.
My heart sank as she saw it. A simple silver ring lay comfortably on his ring finger. He was married. I had slept with a married man. I was the other woman. Years ago, before my parents got divorced; my mother had found out that my father had been cheating on her. Although I never met the source of my parent’s divorce, who I frankly never wanted to meet, I found myself hating the woman. And now I was that woman. Was his wife pretty? Did he have kids?
I started to move off the bed slowly, as not to disturb his self destructive freak out, but his hand quickly reached out and grabbed mine to pull me back. “What the….?” I screamed, but then I saw it. A traditional Irish wedding ring lay on my finger. Yes, he was married, and apparently it was to me. “Shit!” I swore lightly under my breath looking back and forth between my left hand and his face.
He let go of my hand, and it lightly fell to my side as if paralyzed. I didn’t want to see the ring anymore. I didn’t want to be in this room anymore, with this complete stranger who was apparently my husband. His phone was ringing, but he didn’t answer. By the look on his face, it seemed as if we were suffering from the same symptoms. He caught my eye, but quickly turned his attention to the room around us.
“Where are we?” His voice was no longer soft, but now it seemed rather croaky, as if he was fighting off a lump in his throat. I too looked around at the room. It obviously was not my shabby little one bedroom apartment. The walls were high, and painted in a royal gold color. The bed we were sitting on was large, and I could tell by the softness of the sheets and blanket that it was made of very expensive fabric. A pen on the side table beside me came into my vision. I picked it up and read the small words upon it.
“The Chateau de Luxe.” I recognized the name as one of the swanky hotels that Meredith used to bartend part time at before she got the gig at O’Malley’s. It wasn’t the kind of place I came into; it was mostly reserved for the rich and famous that came into town.
“Oh yeah, Dublin right?” he said now looking around the room with a certain sense of recognition. I wish that I could say the same. It was odd to feel so out of place in the city I called home. It was even weirder to know that I now had no idea exactly what my last name was.
“So…” I trailed off awkward searching for the correct thing to say. “What are we going to…” but I was cut off by a sudden thundering of someone knocking on the door. Both of us jumped in surprise as we heard voices yelling from outside the door.
“Kevin! You can’t just run off like that! We have been calling your phone all morning!” A very angry voice screamed from outside. I looked at him incredulously, but he just put his face in one hand and ran the other through his hair, making it (if possible) bushier.
“Joe, you can’t just go screaming down the hallways!” A different voice yelled out just as loud. It seemed like a moment that would have usually struck me as funny. Now it just struck me as terrifying.
“Kevin, if I have the key to your room! Don’t ask me how, but I got it! So if you don’t come out in 10 seconds I’m coming in!” The first voice yelled before starting his verbal countdown. Kevin sat up alarmed, and frantically looked at me.
“I apologize ahead of time for this.” He said just as the voices outside yelled one. The double doors sung open with a BANG! Two boys walked in. One was taller and obviously older than the others, and they both looked as if they were related. They also both wore the same look of anger on their faces.
“Kevin! We have been calling your phone for hours telling you that we’re sorry, and that we don’t want to break up the band…” The taller one ranted pacing back and forth across the room. He had not even bothered to look in my direction. The same thing could not be said for the shorter of the two. Immediately after entering the room his face had transformed from anger to shock at seeing me in the bed.
“Joe…” the shorter one said trying to get the man named Joe’s attention. But he was having none of that. This Joe was obvious one for dramatics.
“Nick don’t interrupt me! Yeah so we called for hours, but have you answered? NO! You decide that the one night we need to talk to you that u are M.I.A.!” he continued to rant, still oblivious to the fact that I even existed.
“Ummm, Joe…” It was Kevin who tried, in vain, to get his attention this time.
“ I mean you didn’t even let us apologize properly. Now I’m here yelling like an idiot. Can you explain to me…”
“JOE!” The Nick yelled finally grabbing Joe by the shoulders and pointing towards the bed. “I think Kev’s a little busy right now!” I sat awkwardly with nothing but a sheet wrapped around my naked body. Joe stood stock still looking at me, and then Kevin in surprise.
“Kevin…” Joe started slowly taking his eyes off of me, and planting them solely on Kevin. I felt a bit proud when he didn’t whither under Joe’s piercing stare. “Why is there a naked woman in your bed?”