Authors Note- Just a quick update right now, hopefully I can get a longer chapter up tomorrow, or tonight even.
*Chapter Three*
"So, you're happy at least?"
"Ha, well yeah. I guess you could say that." Susan twirls the straw around in her 'pink' drink. I do not know what it is, and I don't care to find out.
"What did he say when you told him?" She shrugs at me, then proceeds to roll her eyes.
"Uh- he was shocked." I nod in agreement, if my father was still around I would be a little nervous to tell him something like this too. "You know, he will be okay with it though. I mean, he has never met Chuck, but I am sure he would like him. Well maybe not, but I am having his child so he will just have to deal with it." I laugh, watching as she takes a sip of her drink. "Virgin drinks suck you know that?" I laugh again, good thing I don't have to worry about that.
"I can only imagine." I say taking a sip of my 'non virgin' drink. I know I promised myself I wouldn't drink. But I am out with friends, so I am only having a good time. Tonight I am not drinking to get drunk.
"Hey guys." Sam sits down, placing her drink on the table. Chen follows suit, grabbing an empty chair next to me.
"What's new?" Sam asked sipping her beer, I looked around the table, hoping someone would answer this so I wouldn't have to. I know they are all interested in what happened between Carter and I. Susan eases the some what awkward moment. "Well, I'm pregnant." She downs her drink, then looks over at our smiling faces. The air is again heavy with an awkward silence.
"So Abby, you and Carter broke up huh?" Chen asks somewhat coldly. I know they have always been friends, but she doesn't have to be a bitch about it. I look at her, as does Susan and Sam. Her head jolts up from its position; looking down at her drink. She doesn't seem to be clued in as to why we are staring at her. "Uh- yeah." I say trying to get rid of some of this tension. I push my straggly hair out of my eyes. I can feel my cheeks burn as their eyes bore into me. The dimly lit room brings me some comfort, knowing that they can't see how uncomfortable and upset I really am. The music blares through the speakers, as we sit in an eerie silence. "Well I am going to dance, with that cute guy over there." Chen says getting up and walking towards a guy that has been eyeing her all night.
"Are you really okay Abby?" Sam asks softly. I nod my head, taking a sip of my drink.
"Yeah, I should have seen it coming. Hell I did see it coming. It wasn't going to last. It was stupid of me to get involved with him anyways." I sigh sadly. Susan and Sam stare at me sympathetically. "You love him Abby, it wasn't stupid." Susan reasons. "I tried to get out of him who gave him that hickey, he just got all defensive and told me to stay out of it."
I am kind of glad Carter didn't tell anyone about last night. I would prefer he tells me first. I haven't remember anything thus far, and have a feeling that I probably won't. All I know is that I did a number on the guys neck. I don't know when that would have happened, maybe I just attacked him, but wouldn't he stop me? Maybe he had a hard time, who knows. I can be a bit vicious and wild when I want. "Well, who ever it was is a tramp." Sam concludes. I almost spit out my drink at this, I'm not a tramp, just a horny drunk. "Sorry-" Lucky for me my pager goes off just as I am about to finish the sentence. Not that I really had anything left to say. "Shit. Its work." I smile gloomily, "I'll go outside and call." They nod as I leave the table. I walk outside, passing by many drunks on my way out. I dial the hospitals number, a number I unfortunately know by heart. "ER." Oh great, just who I wanted to talk to.
"It's Abby, you paged me."
"Yeah, we need you in here."
"Well, I am busy right now." I counter, I don't want to go in. I spent all day working I am not about to spend another eight hours in that hell hole.
"Abby, we need you in here." He says quite forcefully.
"Look John, just call in another nurse." I sigh, I push my hair out of my face.
"No." He fights back, why is he being so difficult about this.
"Well I am not in the state to work." I offer, I haven't had much to drink, but I should not be working.
"Oh so last night wasn't enough for you?" He spits back angrily, he is not impressed and I am wondering exactly what he is referring to. Me being drunk, or what went on between the two of us.
"What are you talking about?"
"Look Abby, we need you in here."
"John- I can't right now. Okay. I am out with some friends- and just- just. I don't even know why you are calling me. I am not on call."
"Fine don't come in." He sighs defeated. "Just do me a favour, go home."
"No." I say firmly, I don't owe him any favours, and he is certainly not telling me how to live my life.
"Abby, you don't even know what went on last night." He fires.
"No? So why don't you enlighten me?" I say angry, he is really pissing me off. We are not together, why won't he just let me live my own life.
"You puked all over your couch for one. I had to clean the damn thing up." I knew there was a foul smell in the apartment this morning.
"Is that why you were in my bed?" I don't say this meanly, more as a question.
"Yeah." He sighs, "You were fucked Abby. Please, don't do this to yourself." I mull this over, he is right, I shouldn't be drinking. I get the urge to obey him, tell him he is right. That I will not stay here any longer. But I don't, this will only satisfy him, let him think he has control. Maybe me drinking is also giving him control. I can't be sure of either.
"I got to go Carter." I slam the phone down. Looking at it once more, maybe I am not making the right decision, but it is the one I will have to live with. I head back into the bar, the room crowded full of drunken adults, trying to forget their horrible lives. Or just out to have a good time. I push through the masses, Sam and Susan still seated at the table. "Hey." I plop down on the hard wooden chair.
"Hey Abby, Don't look now, but that guy behind you was checking you out. Even before you got your page." She winks at me and I subtly turn my head to see a tall man staring at me. His good looks are apparent. His hair falls carelessly in front of his eyes, his eyes seem dark, sad. He slowly approaches us. "Hey." I smile back at him, taking a sip of my second drink. "Want to dance?" I am not sure if it is the alcohol, or being vulnerable, but I find myself very attracted to this man. "Uh-" I look at Sam and Susan who are urging me to join him. I reluctantly get up, smiling at him shyly. He extends his hand, and I take it, he leads me onto the dance floor, his arms are immediately wrapped around my waist. He is warm, his lips by my cheek, I can smell the liquor on his breath. His lips trace gently along my skin, I wince slightly as he makes his way to my mouth. He is hesitant, before making his move. His lips gently massage mine, his tongue awaiting entrance, as I slowly open my mouth. I can feel as he runs his fingers all over my body.
*Chapter Three*
"So, you're happy at least?"
"Ha, well yeah. I guess you could say that." Susan twirls the straw around in her 'pink' drink. I do not know what it is, and I don't care to find out.
"What did he say when you told him?" She shrugs at me, then proceeds to roll her eyes.
"Uh- he was shocked." I nod in agreement, if my father was still around I would be a little nervous to tell him something like this too. "You know, he will be okay with it though. I mean, he has never met Chuck, but I am sure he would like him. Well maybe not, but I am having his child so he will just have to deal with it." I laugh, watching as she takes a sip of her drink. "Virgin drinks suck you know that?" I laugh again, good thing I don't have to worry about that.
"I can only imagine." I say taking a sip of my 'non virgin' drink. I know I promised myself I wouldn't drink. But I am out with friends, so I am only having a good time. Tonight I am not drinking to get drunk.
"Hey guys." Sam sits down, placing her drink on the table. Chen follows suit, grabbing an empty chair next to me.
"What's new?" Sam asked sipping her beer, I looked around the table, hoping someone would answer this so I wouldn't have to. I know they are all interested in what happened between Carter and I. Susan eases the some what awkward moment. "Well, I'm pregnant." She downs her drink, then looks over at our smiling faces. The air is again heavy with an awkward silence.
"So Abby, you and Carter broke up huh?" Chen asks somewhat coldly. I know they have always been friends, but she doesn't have to be a bitch about it. I look at her, as does Susan and Sam. Her head jolts up from its position; looking down at her drink. She doesn't seem to be clued in as to why we are staring at her. "Uh- yeah." I say trying to get rid of some of this tension. I push my straggly hair out of my eyes. I can feel my cheeks burn as their eyes bore into me. The dimly lit room brings me some comfort, knowing that they can't see how uncomfortable and upset I really am. The music blares through the speakers, as we sit in an eerie silence. "Well I am going to dance, with that cute guy over there." Chen says getting up and walking towards a guy that has been eyeing her all night.
"Are you really okay Abby?" Sam asks softly. I nod my head, taking a sip of my drink.
"Yeah, I should have seen it coming. Hell I did see it coming. It wasn't going to last. It was stupid of me to get involved with him anyways." I sigh sadly. Susan and Sam stare at me sympathetically. "You love him Abby, it wasn't stupid." Susan reasons. "I tried to get out of him who gave him that hickey, he just got all defensive and told me to stay out of it."
I am kind of glad Carter didn't tell anyone about last night. I would prefer he tells me first. I haven't remember anything thus far, and have a feeling that I probably won't. All I know is that I did a number on the guys neck. I don't know when that would have happened, maybe I just attacked him, but wouldn't he stop me? Maybe he had a hard time, who knows. I can be a bit vicious and wild when I want. "Well, who ever it was is a tramp." Sam concludes. I almost spit out my drink at this, I'm not a tramp, just a horny drunk. "Sorry-" Lucky for me my pager goes off just as I am about to finish the sentence. Not that I really had anything left to say. "Shit. Its work." I smile gloomily, "I'll go outside and call." They nod as I leave the table. I walk outside, passing by many drunks on my way out. I dial the hospitals number, a number I unfortunately know by heart. "ER." Oh great, just who I wanted to talk to.
"It's Abby, you paged me."
"Yeah, we need you in here."
"Well, I am busy right now." I counter, I don't want to go in. I spent all day working I am not about to spend another eight hours in that hell hole.
"Abby, we need you in here." He says quite forcefully.
"Look John, just call in another nurse." I sigh, I push my hair out of my face.
"No." He fights back, why is he being so difficult about this.
"Well I am not in the state to work." I offer, I haven't had much to drink, but I should not be working.
"Oh so last night wasn't enough for you?" He spits back angrily, he is not impressed and I am wondering exactly what he is referring to. Me being drunk, or what went on between the two of us.
"What are you talking about?"
"Look Abby, we need you in here."
"John- I can't right now. Okay. I am out with some friends- and just- just. I don't even know why you are calling me. I am not on call."
"Fine don't come in." He sighs defeated. "Just do me a favour, go home."
"No." I say firmly, I don't owe him any favours, and he is certainly not telling me how to live my life.
"Abby, you don't even know what went on last night." He fires.
"No? So why don't you enlighten me?" I say angry, he is really pissing me off. We are not together, why won't he just let me live my own life.
"You puked all over your couch for one. I had to clean the damn thing up." I knew there was a foul smell in the apartment this morning.
"Is that why you were in my bed?" I don't say this meanly, more as a question.
"Yeah." He sighs, "You were fucked Abby. Please, don't do this to yourself." I mull this over, he is right, I shouldn't be drinking. I get the urge to obey him, tell him he is right. That I will not stay here any longer. But I don't, this will only satisfy him, let him think he has control. Maybe me drinking is also giving him control. I can't be sure of either.
"I got to go Carter." I slam the phone down. Looking at it once more, maybe I am not making the right decision, but it is the one I will have to live with. I head back into the bar, the room crowded full of drunken adults, trying to forget their horrible lives. Or just out to have a good time. I push through the masses, Sam and Susan still seated at the table. "Hey." I plop down on the hard wooden chair.
"Hey Abby, Don't look now, but that guy behind you was checking you out. Even before you got your page." She winks at me and I subtly turn my head to see a tall man staring at me. His good looks are apparent. His hair falls carelessly in front of his eyes, his eyes seem dark, sad. He slowly approaches us. "Hey." I smile back at him, taking a sip of my second drink. "Want to dance?" I am not sure if it is the alcohol, or being vulnerable, but I find myself very attracted to this man. "Uh-" I look at Sam and Susan who are urging me to join him. I reluctantly get up, smiling at him shyly. He extends his hand, and I take it, he leads me onto the dance floor, his arms are immediately wrapped around my waist. He is warm, his lips by my cheek, I can smell the liquor on his breath. His lips trace gently along my skin, I wince slightly as he makes his way to my mouth. He is hesitant, before making his move. His lips gently massage mine, his tongue awaiting entrance, as I slowly open my mouth. I can feel as he runs his fingers all over my body.