I told you.
The voice in my brain chastises as I lean on a post and empty the contents of my stomach on the sidewalk.
Why don’t you ever listen?!
I steady myself, turn with renewed determination to the road ahead, this has been a long night.
‘I’m definitely going to regret this tomorrow.
Yes you are. Chuckles.
I audibly sigh.
“I told you to go slow on the booze,” my best friend chastises as she gently rubs my back.
I guffaw, “If I remember correctly,” I poke a finger at her, “Wewe, ndio ulikua ukiwika (you were the one screaming) ‘chug! chug! chug!’.”
She pouts, ” Si-si everyone chugged. Who are you? Eenh?! Who are you not to?” She accuses.
My bellowing laughter pierces the quiet night. She looks pointedly at me, and lightly punches my arm.
“Ouch!” I exclaim, bursts of giggles escaping her.
We stagger forward, feet dragging. The path spins, making me more nauseated. I look to the sparkling sky above, then to the road up ahead and to her as she whips out her phone, dials and proceeds to tap her foot as she holds it to her ear. We stand at the side of the road.
” Hey..” She starts,
“Yea…. yea…. we’re here.” I frown.
“Okay. .. cool.” Hangs up.
“Who was that?” I query.
“Just a friend. He’s picking us up.”
Suspicious, I ask, ” And where exactly is said Mr . Just a friend (I enunciate the words) taking us? Home, I hope?” I raise my eyebrows and cross my arms.
Her brow creases “Of course not!” She exclaims, gyrating her hips, “We are gonna party!”
I sigh. (This is becoming a bad habit) “Did you not witness my epic showdown back there, huh?”
She looks to me, says ” I did and what I have concluded is that you need is to up your alcohol tolerance.”
“Ahaha.” I remark, sarcastically.
“Then I’m heading home.” I state.
I turn to leave but she grabs my arm wide eyed and shouts, “Nooo!” I turn back to her, frustrated.
“You can’t go! You promised, tonight we do what I want!”
“But we did, we went to that stupid party and now I’m super drunk, and so are you! End of night! Goodbye.” I argue.
She grabs my chin, being shorter, pulls me down, really close to her face and looks directly into my eyes and menacingly growls, “You. Promised!”
I stand upright, widening my eyes, “Okay scary lady. Jeez!”
A dark car pulls up, the windows pulled down and she squeaks, says Hi and a lot of gibberish, releasing her vice grip on my arm. Sharon gets into the front seat. I go, someone is the other passenger seat.
“So, This is Peter.” She states introducing me to the occupants of the car. She gestures to the driver, “This is Ted and his cousin jack.”
I say hello and sit back in the chair looking to the passing city lights outside as the vehicle picks up speed.We drive for a couple of minutes, soft music streaming from the speakers. My phone vibrates, I pull it out and look at the message on my screen;
Sharon: Talk to him. 😊
Me: who? Him??? Why? about what exactly?
Sharon: Just TALK TO HIM!!!! 😡
Me: why is this important?
Me : are you setting me up? Like the last time? You remember that???? No no no 😑
Sharon: YOU PROMISED! YOU are going to do what what I want!!!!!!!!!! And these things don’t happen everyday. 😀
Me : Can’t we just enjoy the sweet sound of silence.
Sharon: I don’t want to listen to you whine later
Me: remind me again why I listen to you?? 😒
Sharon: because I’m always right 😄😊👼👼
Sharon: love you too 😝
With a smile I turn to the stranger beside me.