Shock

I ignored her, she might be right but she didn't have anything to do with my life. Not at that moment, I had a big problem to solve, I had to apologize to Anne, check if she was ok, so I left both of them and ran to the hotel.

I guess I was so nervous that I felt sober again, at least my mind was clearer, I felt my heart racing with fear, I wanted to see how Anne was, I didn't know what to say to her, to try to make her understand and forgive me…
I took a deep breath, knocked but nobody answered, I thought she was in the shower, I went downstairs to get another key, but Matt and Rachel arrived, and they were arguing.

"Matt just give me the key, Anne didn't open the door."

I ran back there, opened the door and she wasn't there. I checked the bathroom, the balcony, the pool, nothing. I thought she might had left for some fresh air, but her luggage was gone. I was desperate, and went after Rachel.

"Rachel, where is Anne, she's not here!"

"She is there, she took a shower and asked me to go get you!"

Apparently she didn't know anything either, Matt got into the room to check, and the recepcionist confirmed what I already suspected: she was gone.

I was pissed off. She was spoiled, she left withouth giving me a chance to explain, and what the fuck I had to explain?
It wasn't my fault.

I went back to the room and told Matt to pack, that we had to go too, even though I was angry, I was worried about her.

Matt took forever to pack, and to say goodbye to Rachel, when we got to the airport the plane had just taken off.

We were dirty, smelly, and my head was hurting a lot. We had to sleep on the chairs and wait for the next flight, that would take ours to leave.

The flight back was unberable. Matt fell asleep, I had to drink a lot of water but my mouth was still dry and I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened.
Anne's attitude irritated me, why did she always escape from the problems instead of facing them?
How long would I have to make an effort to understand her actions? I checked my cell to see what time was it, and the picture on the background made me sigh.

Why did she have that effect on me? I couldn't be mad at her for more than 10 seconds. I started wondering what she might have been trough with the guys while I was drinking, I couldn't even imagine someone touching her, and I felt guilty.
But I was going to do something, when I got home I'd do wherever it took for her to forgive me.

When we got to Tulsa I was more relieved and excited, I wanted to get home soon, take a shower (because if she saw me the way I was, she was going to get angrier), get under the blanket and wake her up, kiss her whole body and promise that would never happen again. I considered calling my brother to pick me up, but it was early and he was lazy, he could only be sleeping. So, Matt and I shared a cab, he was still sleepy but worried.

"Dave, do you think Anne is mad at us?"

"I don't know Matt, she must be, but we're gonna do something... I thought about taking her for lunch later, you can join us..."

"Lunch? I don't think I can eat anything today, those drinks are still doing some damage in my stomach, but you can buy me a Coke."

"Deal, but first I'm gonna apologize to her, in private..."

"Okay Okay, I don't need details... do whatever you have to do, if you succed it's easier for me."

We got home and took our bags from the cab, Matt went home to take a shower and so did I.

I noticed my mom was not at home, and Andrew had probably used my car, she definitely didn't know how to park, and I could see through the window that there were some cans of beer on the floor, but I didn't bother much, I had to go see Anne.
I dropped my bags in the living room and went upstairs, there were some things on the hallway floor, Andrew's shoes, my car key, and a girl's jacket. He was kidding me, right?

But okay, how many times had I done that? A lot. And I was proud when he finally made out with someone. Of couse I was curious, I could just go and tell him I was home, so I could see if the girl was still there…

I opened the door and turned the light on.

That's my brother! There he was, holding the girl, I could't see her face but her hair was nice, similar to Anne's. Clothes were on the floor, similar to Anne's too.
I got closer to the bed.

"Drew, I'm home!"

He let go of her and I could finally see her face.

My heart stopped.

Beside him, naked, there she was...

Anne.