"Together Now" Excerpt 3

Anne woke up the next morning with a bad hangover and couldn’t remember the events of the night before. She looked over at the couch, but Warren wasn’t there. Anne knew that as soon as her head lifted off the pillow it would explode into a throbbing migraine.

Gritting her teeth she got up. Sure enough as her head came up the intense pain shot through what felt like everyone of her synapses. As soon as she tried to stand up, she immediately fell to her knees and began vomiting violently on the studio apartment floor. She wished Warren was there, he always made her feel at least a little better.

In mid heave she remembered something form the night before. She was at a coffee shop standing in line waiting for a cup of coffee when all of a sudden a guy began talking to her. Anne chatted back as not to be rude. The guy bought her a coffee, then suggested they go to a pub for a drink.

Warren and her both didn’t know anyone in California, so she decided that it would be a good way to make at least an acquaintance that they could both be friends with.

At the bar he bought her a drink. A pint of Canadian to be exact. She went to the washroom before she sat down with her new acquaintance. On her way back to the table a girl had tried to tell her something. Anne didn’t know at the time what it was, but thought it was just a greeting in California.

Anne remembered only drinking half of her beer. Everything else was blank.

“That bastard!” Anne said between heaves. That guy had drugged her. She hoped she didn’t do anything or go anywhere with him.

After about 10 minutes of being ill, Anne felt good enough to crawl to the bathroom to get cleaned up and get some water in her system.

She pulled herself up onto the counter and looked in the mirror. She was surprised to find that she looked much better than she felt. She also noticed that her clothes were different. She was in her Tweety bird tee-shirt and wearing a pair of jogging pants. She was to tired to care about how she got into these clothes at this point.

Anne made her way to the tub and began running a hot bath. She hoped it would make her feel better. She slowly undressed and eased her way into the tub. The sound of the water rushing into the tub and hitting the water already in the tub echoed loudly between her ears. The water against her skin did however feel good.

Around 15 through 20 minutes later she was startled by the door opening. Since she was the only one home she hadn’t closed the door to the bathroom. She moved as quickly as she could to shut the door. She hoped it was just Warren.