The names have been modified for anonymity but the following story is remarkably factual.
“Why aren’t you answering your phone?!”
“I bet you’re hanging with that fucking bitch Jelena.”
“Get your ass down here and pick me up!”
“If you don’t call me back I’m gonna tell everybody at the club we’re fucking sleeping together!” My voice-mail relays to me.
“Your psycho friend again?” Jelena smirks. A yawn follows as she unravels her naked body from my arms.
“Yeah, I think Tristys drunk again.” I hand Jelena my phone and have her listen to the R rated voice-mails as I slip out of bed and jump in the shower.
“I think you should see what the fuss is about.” Jelena yells from the bedroom.
I quietly sigh in agreement, staring at the beading water on the white bath tile as if artificial rain would offer any resolution. What the fuck did I get myself into? I ponder achingly. I continue to wash the sex off.