Aliasgirl47
Cadet
here's a little more
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I woke up with an awful hangover. My head was pounding and the thunder booming and the rain pouring outside didn't help, either. I groaned as I pulled myself up out of bed.
I stood on shaking legs as I walked into my bathroom. I opened the door to the medicine cabinet and pulled out a bottle of asprin.
I remembered the club. I remembered the margaritas, but I didn't have that many, did I? I couldn't recall the evenings events or what had made me drink so much or even whether I had a good time or not.
Francie was still in bed so I tip-toed to the living room and laid down of the soft couch. Then, I heard the shrill ring of the phone and almost fell off the couch from surprise and pain.
"Hello," I said in a voice that was anything but cheerful.
"Hey, Syd," came Will's happy voice from over the line.
Memories of the night before came flooding back into my mind. Vaughn. Alice. The kiss. I remembered, but then I really didn't want to. It was one of the worst nights of my life.
"So, do you want to have dinner tonight," he said, bringing me back from my awful memories.
"I can't. I ave to go on a... business trip," I said, for once glad that I had to go.
Yes, I cared about Will, but not in that way. And as of right now, I wasn't sure how to break up with him because I wanted to do it without hurting his feelings. Now was not the right time anyway.
“Oh, yeah, I forgot,” he said. “I guess I’ll see you at work.”
“Bye,” he said.
“Bye,” I said, relieved that I didn’t have to talk to him anymore for the time being.
I realized that no matter how much I didn’t want to I, had to go to work. So, I got up and headed back to my room. I pulled the black pants suit that I had come to despise and put it on. When I went back to the kitchen, Francie was awake and making bacon and eggs for breakfast.
“Hey, you want something to eat?” she asked.
“No, thanks. I need to get to work,” I said.
“Ok, when are you gonna get back from your trip to... New York, isn’t it?” she asked.
“Let’s see, it’s Saturday, so...by Wednesday,” I said, counting the days on my fingers.
We hugged and said our goodbyes because she wouldn’t be home when I left. I knew that Francie was upset about my job, but she tried to hide it.
I got my keys and headed out the door to my car. I started the car and took off down the highway. I pulled into the Credit Dauphine parking lot and was once again overcome with a sense of dread.
I walked into the building, received a retinal scanning, and walked into headquarters. And then I stopped dead in my tracks and stared in bewilderment at the scene that was laid out before me.
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sorry if it was kinda short but I wanted to stop there to provide suspense. Respond and more will be up soon!
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I woke up with an awful hangover. My head was pounding and the thunder booming and the rain pouring outside didn't help, either. I groaned as I pulled myself up out of bed.
I stood on shaking legs as I walked into my bathroom. I opened the door to the medicine cabinet and pulled out a bottle of asprin.
I remembered the club. I remembered the margaritas, but I didn't have that many, did I? I couldn't recall the evenings events or what had made me drink so much or even whether I had a good time or not.
Francie was still in bed so I tip-toed to the living room and laid down of the soft couch. Then, I heard the shrill ring of the phone and almost fell off the couch from surprise and pain.
"Hello," I said in a voice that was anything but cheerful.
"Hey, Syd," came Will's happy voice from over the line.
Memories of the night before came flooding back into my mind. Vaughn. Alice. The kiss. I remembered, but then I really didn't want to. It was one of the worst nights of my life.
"So, do you want to have dinner tonight," he said, bringing me back from my awful memories.
"I can't. I ave to go on a... business trip," I said, for once glad that I had to go.
Yes, I cared about Will, but not in that way. And as of right now, I wasn't sure how to break up with him because I wanted to do it without hurting his feelings. Now was not the right time anyway.
“Oh, yeah, I forgot,” he said. “I guess I’ll see you at work.”
“Bye,” he said.
“Bye,” I said, relieved that I didn’t have to talk to him anymore for the time being.
I realized that no matter how much I didn’t want to I, had to go to work. So, I got up and headed back to my room. I pulled the black pants suit that I had come to despise and put it on. When I went back to the kitchen, Francie was awake and making bacon and eggs for breakfast.
“Hey, you want something to eat?” she asked.
“No, thanks. I need to get to work,” I said.
“Ok, when are you gonna get back from your trip to... New York, isn’t it?” she asked.
“Let’s see, it’s Saturday, so...by Wednesday,” I said, counting the days on my fingers.
We hugged and said our goodbyes because she wouldn’t be home when I left. I knew that Francie was upset about my job, but she tried to hide it.
I got my keys and headed out the door to my car. I started the car and took off down the highway. I pulled into the Credit Dauphine parking lot and was once again overcome with a sense of dread.
I walked into the building, received a retinal scanning, and walked into headquarters. And then I stopped dead in my tracks and stared in bewilderment at the scene that was laid out before me.
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sorry if it was kinda short but I wanted to stop there to provide suspense. Respond and more will be up soon!
