It was the day I had been waiting for, my 18th birthday was fast approaching. I had planned everything for that day, and the best part.
I was going to spend the whole night with his girlfriend Abby, cuddling, watching a movie, kissing, getting into her pants, everything was set.
Dad was out of town on one of his many business trips.
He felt bad for leaving this time, it was my first birthday with my mom and he knew it would be hard. But duty calls i guess, but at least he left his credit card.
I looked at my phone, "5pm, only a few hours left." I thought.
I grabbed his phone and dialed Abby's number, it rang and rang until it went to voice mail.
"Huh she mostly picks up after 3 rings, anyway, ill just pick her up."
I grabbed my car keys and drove 40 minutes to her house. It was long but I was too excited to notice the distance.
I finally arrived at Abby's house, the luxurious two story building in the suburbs.
I parked my car by the road side, not wanting to alert her. Walking up to the front door, I gave a gentle knock, but no answer.
I reach down and pick up a spare key she keeps underneath the flower pot.
"She should find a better place to put this." I tell myself. Placing it in the key house and turning with a soft click.
The door swings open to reveal a quiet and dimly lit house. The only sounds are those of the fridge and vacuum cleaner.
I stood by the frame of the door, wondering if she's even home at all. I grab my phone and just dial her number.
I'll just call her, she always has her phone with her.
I heard her phone ring from upstairs, "oh so she is home, maybe she's sleeping." I tell myself, making the climb up.
I keep calling her phone, hearing it ring from her bedroom. I cut the call and head towards it. The door was slightly adjusted, shadows moved in the light.
As I approach her door, I can hear another voice from inside, a male voice. "Spread them wider."
"Ohhhh, yes daddy!!"
"Weird is she watching porn or something." I think, grabbing the handle.
I push the door open, making my presence known.
"Hey Abby, i came to get you for.....my.....birthday party..." I tell her, the bright and warm smile disappearing completely, being replaced with pure shock and disbelief.
"Andy!" Abby screams as Max was mid thrust inside her. She covers her face in embarrassment.
Max, my best friend since we were kids, was just shocked, he didn't say anything or do anything, he just stared into my eyes, his expression judgemental and cold like all of this is my fault.
I couldn't believe my eyes, baby my sweet and kind girlfriend is being rode like a horse by Max, my best friend.
My eyes darted between the two tangled bodies, Abby's face red in shame.
"So this is why you guys spend so much time together huh." I let out a small chuckle, not because it's funny but because I can't believe it.
"I was the fool all along, it was just a bridge for you two."
Max finally speaks, his hands in the air like that would change things. "Listen man, I didn't plan this the one that did all of this.
She came to me and said you weren't giving her the attention she needed.
He tells me, trying to give the most bullshit excuse I've ever heard.
"He's lying, he forced me to do this, I would never cheat on you, you know that right Andy?" She asks me, looking sad and pathetic.
I just close the door and walk away, tears slide down my face as I desperately try to wipe them away. Abby chases after me, trying to explain herself.
"Andy, wait!Let me explain first!! Please just stop!" She grabs my wrist as I reach for the front door.
I turn around slowly, grabbing her wrist roughly, I twist it and look her in the eyes, I manage to calm myself just enough to speak.
"Abby, never show your face to me ever again, and that goes for your little new plaything too. Because if I ever see him again, I'll break all his front teeth."
I tell her, throwing her away as she lands hard on the floor.
I look back seeing her teary and scared face look back at mine, I just shake my head and walk out. I get in my car and drive off, tires burning on the road.
The hours passed in a blur as I drowned my sorrows in alcohol . I lost count on how many I've drunk, but it should be more than 16.
I look at the bartender and pour out all of my sorrows and hate onto him. He just nods his head from time to time.
"Listen kid, I think you've had enough for the night, I suggest you go home and relax."
I looked at him and just sighed, I knew better than to argue with the bartender.
I finished my cup and stood up rapidly, the room spun as I was about to hit the floor.
"Oh s-shi....(hic)... not good." I thought to myself, closing my eyes, but I never hit the floor.
Instead I found myself in the arms of a drunk young lady. Her dark brown hair tickled my face as we looked at each other.
Her hand rubbed my chest slowly, her movements timed and delibarate. She leaned into me, eyes half open.
"There-there, i got you." Her voice sounded so sweet and caring, but the way she held me told a different story.
Only a single thought crossed my mind during the entire exchange. "Who was this woman?."