Spill The Beans

I woke up Saturday morning in a place I couldn't remember, with a hangover that made me wish I was dead. I tried to roll over onto my side but every time I went to move, I felt like someone was shaking the shit out of me. I felt like I was going to throw up. "Oh kill me now!" I groaned.

I heard what sounded like giggling coming from beside me and I swear my heart almost stopped, I may have been hungover but I knew Sara wasn't with me - I didn't 'wake up' like I normally did when she was next to me.

It seemed to take all the energy I had to turn my head in the direction of the giggling but the second I saw Mandy staring at me as she rested her head on the pillow next to me, I jumped up in bed. "oh," I groaned, my hands flew to my head to stop it from floating away.

"Wow you are grumpy in the morning," Mandy was way to cheerful. "Cheer up," she poked me in the side and I damn near puked.

"Don't touch me," I moaned as I turned away from her.

"Huh," she grunted. "That's the same thing you said last night."

If I wasn't on the verge of puking, I would've asked her what she was talking about but instead I stumbled off the bed and down the hall in search for a bathroom.

"Through here," she appeared at my side and opened a door. I have no idea what she said next, I stumbled to the toilet and collapsed onto the floor, my head over the bowl as everything I had the day before came back up.

I believe in the middle of puking, I passed out. I believe this because I don't remember anything from the moment I starting throwing up to the point where Mandy prodded me with her foot. "Stop it," I growled while trying to bat her foot away from me.

I managed to regain control over my body once again. With some help from Mandy, I got to my feet and made my way over to the sink. Fuck! I look like crap! I thought as I stared at myself in the mirror. If Sara could see you now...of FUCK! Spinning around as fast as I could, it felt like I was going in slow motion, I turned to face Mandy, my stomach dropped when I saw she was wearing my shirt.

"No!" Slumping against the counter, I lifted my hands to my head. No! Please tell me I didn't! Sara is going to kill me when she finds out!

"Tanner?"

Don't you mean 'if' she finds out? What she doesn't know won't hurt her and it's not like we are dating!

"Tanner?"

What are you saying you fucking moron? Of course she'll find out! You can't keep this from her! You would be no better than the bastard if you didn't tell her about it!

"Tanner! Will you say something!"

But she'll never understand and that will be the end of 'us'.

"TANNER!"

She means too much to me! I won't let you fuck this up for me!

"What?" Mandy was staring at me like I was crazy.

Frowning, I stared back at her. "What?"

"Who means too much to you? What do you think I'll fuck up?"

"What?" I repeated, did I say that out loud?

"Tanner will you tell me what's going on?" Mandy stepped closer to me. "You show up here acting like someone I don't even recognize, you go out and get plastered, spill your beer on me as you try to get into my pants only to pass out after taking your shirt off to offer it to me." Mandy crossed her arms over her chest. "We've been friends for a long time Tanner, I think it's time you tell me what's going on! Who has gotten you this worked up?" She paused and slowly a smile spread across her face. "And when do I get to meet her?"

I tried to tell Mandy that I didn't know what she was talking about but she just laughed at me. "Tanner! Tell me! Don't make me call Luke!"

"You can't call Luke!" I snapped at her. "If he finds out about...this..."

Mandy rolled her eyes, "I'm a big girl," she told me. "I don't need my brother watching my back! Besides I'd be more worried about what your girlfriend will think about you spending the night here!"

"Sara isn't my girlfriend!"

Mandy raised a brow at me, "That's what is bugging you, isn't it? Sara is resisting your charm!"

I ended up telling Mandy everything that has happened with Sara before I left her place on Saturday. She told me that I just need to give her some time but...how much time does she need?? I'm getting tired of waiting...

Oh and guess what? Mom tried to 'ground' me when I finally got home on Saturday! She told me that I wasn't allowed to go anywhere but work. "I don't care how old you are!" She yelled at me when I told her I was 29. "You left without telling anyone were you were going and you didn't even bother to call me when you weren't going to be home! Do you have any idea how worried I was? Do you have any idea how upset Sara was when you weren't here?"

"Mom she didn't tell me she was coming over! How was I supposed to know she'd show up?"

"How were you...?" mom shook her head. "Tanner that girl has been over every single day since you've been sick!"

"Look mom I'm sorry I didn't call but are you seriously going to try to 'ground' me?"

Mom glared at me, "Don't think I can't," she snarled at me. "Go to your room," she pointed towards the stairs. "I'm so mad at you right now, I didn't raise you to be inconsiderate!"

"Fine," I headed towards the stairs only because I didn't want to argue with my mom, it just didn't feel right.

"And call Sara!" She hollered after me.

I didn't call Sara though, I went to my room and crashed. I didn't wake up until some time early Sunday morning. After going down stairs to get something to drink, I went back to bed and slept until just before I had to work Sunday.

I thought I would get to talk to Sara at work but it was a stat and she had the night off. I tried to call her Monday but she wasn't home or wasn't answering her phone.

Sunday was supposed to be my stat but since I forgot about it, I was given the chance to take it Monday night, so I won't see Sara until tonight.

I hope she's not too mad at me but I have a feeling I'm going to be in the doghouse for a while.