Lie Still, Little Bottle
By Anastasia Hunt
I hate today. No, seriously. I'm hung over and depressed because it's already 3 pm and I haven't accomplished a damn thing today besides lurching over to the computer and brushing my teeth. My life feels like it's at a standstill, probably because nothing seems to be happening. So, I drink. I feel like a drink right now. Hell, I may raid Trent's stash- not like he'd notice, as perpetually stoned as he is.
Actually, I believe the real reason for my foul mood is Alison. She's in town to look me up. I can't believe she's here. She just showed up on my doorstep, no warning. She said she was sorry for the "little misunderstanding" at the artists' colony over the summer. Well, what could I do? I took her at her word and offered her Penny's room. We went to the Zon to see Mystik Spyral play. She ended up hooking up with Jesse. It was weird as hell. Not to mention the issues her being in town brought up. Yesterday, I almost walked in on Daria as she was changing clothes (I had asked her to stay over) and I caught Alison watching through a crack in the door. We got into an argument in which she accused me of being attracted to Daria. My own best friend. Isn't that sick? I think so. Especially because there might be some truth behind what she said.
I realized I was bi in the fall. There. I said it. I'm still deeply in the closet, though.
I am not attracted to Daria. I am attracted to girls though, and I haven't told her. I don't know how. I mean, she might suspect me of checking her out. Okay, so I have. But that would be weird because we've been friends for so long.
Anyway, Alison confessed that she was a little jealous of me and Daria. She said to take that any way I wanted to. She engaged me and Daria in a lengthy conversation, then a game of Truth or Dare, which I still can't believe Daria agreed to. It stayed pretty tame until Alison dared me to kiss Daria. I did. Daria then called for an end to the game. We decided to drink instead. Daria went home after two glasses of wine. Alison and I polished off another two bottles. Then I asked her why she made me kiss Daria. I must have passed out because I don't recall her answer. Or much of anything else.
Alison left this morning. So here I am, hung over and confused. Daria has called, but I'm avoiding her today. At least for a while. I just don't know what to say to her. Actually, I do. My next conversation with her needs to be, "Hey, by the way, I like girls as well as guys, but I'm not attracted to you or anything so please don't freak out..." I just wonder how I'm gonna tell her.
FIN
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Check Out Chapter 2 of the "Where Your Eyes Don't Go" Series- called "I've Got A Match".