My Navy Seal II: Undeniable Attraction

KIM

I stop right in front of Angie's door. I do not know why I feel nervous but for some reason, I do. I guess in some way I wonder if I really did it and I am afraid of what she might tell me. What if I did it and Angie is angry with me because I kissed her boyfriend? What if I open this door and she's ready to kill me?

I take a deep breath and then open the door. It is clear that she is still sleeping but I'm not going to wait for her to wake up. I need to get answers and I need to get it now. There is no way that I am losing Nick just like that.

I will fight to the very end to get the truth and I am running out of time. I sit next to her bed and then I put my hand on her shoulder saying.

"Angie, wake up"

"Hmm..."

"Angie I need you to wake up now"

"What? Why? Oh god...my head"

"I need to know what happened last night"

She then slowly opens her eyes and tries to sit upright. I can see that she almost feels like I feel but the difference is she has the luxury to feel this way. I have to power through it. With a frown on her face, she says.

"What do you mean by what happened last night? We had your bachelorette. Are you still drunk?"

"Still?"

A cold feeling is running through my veins because this means that I was drunk and I remember how determined I was not to get drunk.

"Yeah, you were really drunk"

"What did I do?"

She holds her head and then she says.

"What is it with the 20 questions? I'm too hungover for this"

Then she crawls back into her bed and I grab her by the arm.

"No, Angie this is important. I need to know what happened?"

She turns around and looks at me with a bigger frown on her face.

"What do you mean you want to know what happened"

"I mean you said that I was drunk and I want to know what I did when I was drunk"

She starts to laugh as if something is very funny and then she grabs her head again in pain.

"Oh god, you are really clingy when you are drunk. I do not remember much of the night but I do remember you hanging around me at the bar. You kissed and hugged me a lot and told me how glad you are that we are sisters but that's about it. Obviously, you didn't know that I was drunk too"

So many things go through my mind. If she says that I was clingy when I was drunk then it is possible that I could have kissed John. I do not know how to ask her this without hurting her feelings somehow but my relationship is at stake and so I take a deep breath asking.

"Was John there last night?"

Suddenly I have her full attention and she sits upright in bed again. She looks me straight in the eyes and says.

"What do you mean was John there last night? Of course, he wasn't. It was a bachelorette"

I can hear she's getting very mad at me but I need to get to the truth of things. But then if John wasn't there, I could not have kissed him. It brings a little bit of relief to me but then again how did they get hold of that picture at the bar? I feel completely confused and then I say to her.

"How did I get home?"

"Before I answer any questions, what does John have to do with this?"

"Nothing I was just wondering. So, how did I get home?"

"Man, I don't know. I was way too drunk to notice how you got home. Now leave me alone I need to sleep"

She crawls back into her bed and I realized that I'm not going to get anything from her. I stand up and leave the room. I walk outside the house because I do not want to face anyone. I start to think back at last night.

What do you remember? I told Nick everything I knew and then suddenly I thought about Stacy. She should be able to give me some more answers because she wasn't drunk and I remember hair sitting next to me looking at the stripper.

I quickly phone her number and it only rings. I decided that I need to get to her as quickly as possible. I need to know what happened and I need to know it now. I get into my car and I drive straight to her home.

I feel like some sort of a mad woman on a mission but I know that I do not want to lose Nick. I might not know what happened last night but I know I can not lose the love of my life. I get out of the car and then knock on their door.

I do not knock once but more like a thousand times. Finally, someone opens the door and it is her husband.

"Can I help you?"

"I am so sorry my name is, Kim and I were with your wife last night at my bachelorette. I just really need to speak to her very urgently if that is at all possible?"

Then from in the house, I hear someone calling me.

"Kim, is that you?"

Then her husband opens the door while she appears with a napkin in her hand as if they were eating.

"I'm so sorry were you having breakfast?"

"Yes, but don't worry about that come in"

She gives her husband a kiss and then we walk to the lounge.

"Please, take a seat. Is there something wrong?"

Everything in her house is so warm and accommodating that I can not help when a tear rolls down my cheek. She quickly comes to sit next to me and puts her hand on my back.

"What is going on? What happened?"

I swallow back my tears and then I stay with a crack in my voice.

"I need to know what happened last night?"

"When exactly last night?"

"All I remember is we were sitting in a booth looking at the stripper, laughing at all the crazy women that were eating the stripper up alive, and then...nothing... Please, tell me you can fill in the blanks"

She sits back in the chair and a smile appears on her face.

"Oh honey, it was like something snapped inside you. You almost got as crazy as those women"

"Please, can you tell me what happened?"

Then she looks at the ceiling as if she's trying to recall what happened.

"...well, I was the designated driver and so I should take you home but before I could ask you if we should go home, you jumped from the seat and walk straight up to Angie. I'm not sure what you told her but I remember you were sitting at the bar kissing and holding her. She asked some of the ladies to take pictures of the two of you for memories. It seems like you were grateful for the night that she organized for you..."

I listen intently to every word that she says and so far she's telling me everything that Angie told me.

"But how did I just snap like that? Did I have any more drinks"

"Not that I could recall. You just had this glass of champagne in your hand"

That is very strange but now comes the important question.

"Was John there?"

"John? You mean Angie's squeeze?"

"Yes, that John"

"Yes, he was there briefly but only to pick Angie up"

Suddenly I am filled with fear because if he was there then I could have possibly kissed him since I was very clingy according to everyone.

"So, was I there when John was there?"

She sits at the edge of her seat and then she looks at me.

"No, you were home but why all these questions? What is going on?"

Suddenly nothing makes sense anymore. How could I have kissed John if I was not even there when he was there? What the hell is going on?

I know that she deserves answers and so I tell her everything about the picture and the message.

"Oh, honey. I am so sorry. But I can promise you that you did not kiss John. You were not there when he was there so it was at different times. So, I can not see how that would have happened. Unless you sneaked out somehow and kiss him when you were home?"

"That is why I am here, I need to know exactly what happened because I do not want to lose Nick"

"I wish there was something that I can do. I can tell Nick that John was not even there at the same time?"

I can see that she is completely shocked but then suddenly I see her remembering something.