The unexpected

Adrienne Ch. 1

One

Adrienne

I hate that I won't be able to spend the weekend with Henry after all. My sister chooses to drop all her problems on me at the last minute. Sarah is getting married in a month and has been constantly stressing about the wedding and needing it be perfect. Perfect like her soon to be husband Nate who she met at their perfect job and he proposed to her at a perfect coffee shop in Paris. I swear if I have to hear that damn story one more time, but I know how much she loves telling it.
Sarah was turning out to be quite the bridezilla. Her and Nate have been together for three years which is about the same amount of time as Henry and me. She wasn't typically this high maintenance, so this new Sarah was taking some getting use to. Sarah was getting married to the love of her life and I was finally moving in with mine. Marriage hasn't quite come up in our relationship. Henry just recently asked me to move in with him and I remember my eyes going wide in shock as he presented his spare key to me. I'm just happy we finally made it to this point and to finally feel like our relationship is moving to the next step. I should be moving my stuff in this weekend but thanks to my sister's wedding dramatics, I will have to move in my stuff in the following week.

Henry has a bigger place than I do and doesn't have a roommate, so it just made more sense for me to move in with him instead of the other way around. I have to be out of my current place by the end of the month so it's not like I don't have plenty of time. My phone rings and I roll my eyes as I notice my sisters name lighting up on the screen. I already told her I would head there right after work. I ignore the call and slide my phone back into my pocket and exit the break room.

I have two hours left of my shift and I don't need to deal with my high maintenance sister right now. That can wait for tonight when I have plenty of wine in reach. I hear a voice from behind me, "Hey, Adrienne can you take patient in room 113 his Dilaudid when you get the chance please", The CNA, Stephanie asks as she passed my way pushing a vital machine with her.

"Sure thing. I'll be there as soon as I can, Thank you Stephanie."

She smiles and disappears into a patient's room. I head into the med room to retrieve my patients pain meds and then proceed to his room. I get there to find my patient all tangled up in his tubing after an attempt of trying to go to the bathroom by himself. I'm guessing Stephanie forgot to turn the bed alarm back on. I get him untangled and help him to the restroom and then get him settled back into bed while remembering to put the bed alarm back on. I don't need this guy pulling out his IV or falling right before shift change. "Now Mr. Robertson, let's try and use your call button on your remote before getting out of bed by yourself so we can prevent you from getting tangled again."

He nods in agreement when I know he is probably going to try and get up again anyway. The end of my shift approaches quickly after passing my last round of meds and finishing up all my charting. I always try to dodge people when heading to clock out when I'm in a hurry to be somewhere, otherwise I would end up staying here two hours later than my shift ends. I pulled my phone out of my pocket and a text message from my roommate Stephen appears.

Stephen: Hey Adrian, I was just checking to see if you were coming home this weekend or are you going to be at your sisters the whole time?

Me: I'll be at my sisters all weekend more than likely, knowing how she is.

Stephen: okay, I just didn't know if I should expect you home or not. I may be having company over.

Me: well, I shouldn't be there so have over the whole damn town if you want and feel free to get loud.

Stephen sends me a thumbs up emoji and I switch over to my sisters message.

Sarah: Hey are you on your way?

Me: I will be in about 10 minutes

Sarah: Okay good. Well hurry up and get here but drive safely!

I rolled my eyes. Typical Sarah, always saying things to contradict herself. I start the car and head to Sarah's place. She has five cars parked outside her house and let out an annoyed grunt when struggle to find a place to park. I sure hope she still needs me, and I didn't get dragged out here for nothing. I walk in her house to a few of her bridesmaids sitting in the living room gluing flower arrangements together. Sarah is nowhere to be found and her friends are all looking at me with shocked expressions like I just walked into a girls night in uninvited.

My sister comes charging through the kitchen door holding some champagne glasses in one arm and a bottle of champagne in the other. I rush to grab the glasses from her before we have to deal with shattered glass being splattered everywhere too. I set the glasses down on the end table and my sister looks at me with an apologetic expression.

"I'm sorry little brother, the girls were able to come over last minute and help so I probably only need your help for an hour or two and then you can go spend the weekend with your boyfriend like you intended to."

Frustration fills me," You don't exactly live down the street from my work Sarah. I'll give you one hour and that's it. Hopefully I can still salvage the rest of my weekend with Henry."

I finish helping my sister with the flower arrangements and get back in my car to make the hour trip back home to Henry. I figured I would surprise him instead of telling him I'm on my way. I already have the key, so I'll just slip in right beside him if he's already sleeping. I'm excited to finally arrive at Henry's place, or I guess I should say our place now. I know it will take me a while to get use to calling it that. My smiled I have on my face before entering the apartment slowly fades when I hear a long moan coming from Henry's room.

My heart begins to sink into my chest as that moan grows louder and is accompanied by the sound of someone else. Perhaps I'm thinking the worse here and I'm just hearing a movie or something and it's not what I think it is. As I get closer, the moaning continues. I slowly place my hand on the doorknob terrified of what I may find when I finally do gain the courage to push the door open. It's like my vision just goes blurry and I can feel the tears streaming from my eyes in reaction to my worst nightmare unfolding in front of me as I enter what was supposed to be out bedroom.

Anger begins to fill me, and I can feel myself fuming as I set my eyes on my roommate Stephen riding my boyfriend. They are both completely naked and oblivious to my presence. I'm unable to move or say anything because I'm still in complete shock at what I'm seeing. I almost want to pinch myself in Hope's I'll wake up from a horrible nightmare. I'm finally able to clear my throat loud enough for both of them to look in my direction with a look of horror on their faces.

Henry begins to throw Stephen off him and they both reach for their clothes. Once I regain feeling in my feet, I haul ass out of the room as fast I can. I don't even bother to stay to see what will happen next, because at this point it no longer matters. I just know I need to get as far away from here as possible. I move faster when I hear a set of loud footsteps behind me. Henry is shouting my name, but I just ignore him and keep going until I reach my car. His voice echoes across the parking lot from behind me, "Please baby, I can explain."

I turn around to face him, "What? Stephen just happened to be in your room and accidently fell on your dick? How did this even happen, I thought you and Stephen hated each other? You know what I don't even want to know. Don't bother contacting me. We are over."

I get into my car and start it right away before backing out and Henry jumps out of the way. I drive away before he can try and stop me again. As I pass the complex, it all comes back to me that I don't have a place to live and there is no way I'm staying in that apartment with Stephen until the end of the month. I wouldn't be able to stand the sight of him and it would just make it worse knowing he would be in the room right next to me for a whole month while I slept. The thought alone makes me cringe. I can figure it all once I get to my sister Sarah's house.

I call her telling her I need to stay with her after all this weekend and before she can ask too many questions, I tell her I'll explain when I get there and quickly hang up. As I continue to drive, I can't seem to block out the images in my head of my roommate riding my boyfriend and I'm not sure I ever will. Their naked bodies moving together will forever haunt my mind. I turn on the radio full blast hoping the music will help drown out my thoughts and their moans that keep replaying in my head like a broken record. How could I have been so stupid?