Stuck in the past.

1: Walk of shame

Charlie pov:
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As I opened my eyes, I found myself in an unfamiliar room. The room was dim, with only a small table lamp providing soft illumination. As I glanced around, I noticed a boy lying next to me on the bed. He had brown hair and eyes, and his face was peaceful and serene, deep in sleep.

The room itself was simple, with neutral tones and minimalist decor. The walls were painted a dark blue color, and the bed was made with crisp navy sheets and a cozy blanket. A nightstand stood next to the bed, holding a glass lamp, a glass of water and a painkiller.

As I took in the surroundings, a mix of confusion and curiosity washed over me. As well as a thumping headache. I could remember most of what had happened the night before, but judging by the sleeping boy next to me, it must have been something significant.

I couldn't help but be drawn to the boy's features. His brown hair lay splayed out on the pillow, framing his face and drawing attention to his drowsy expression. His dark eyelashes fluttered slightly, indicating that he was still in dreamland.

Glancing down, I noticed that I was wearing his clothes. I was wearing his shirt, which was too big for me, and nothing else, which was comfortable but not my style. The remnants of last night's adventure were visible on my skin, in the form of a few faded bruises and scratches.

As I contemplated the situation, my mind raced with questions. Who is he?How did I get here? And most importantly, how did I end up in the bedroom of a one night stand from the night before? But one answer knew was that it was consented.

The boy's peaceful sleep seemed to be a stark contrast to my own tumultuous thoughts. I analysed him again soft waves of his brown hair, faint dimples, and slightly tanned, toned body reminded me of someone I was familiar with. I wanted to wake him up, to confront him and learn the truth behind our encounter. However, part of me knew that this wasn't the right time or place.

So, I quietly slipped out of bed, careful not to disturb him. I saw my clothes on the floor which was surprisingly clean. I climbed into my backless, short, black dress, grabbed my black clutch and my pair of clear heels. After taking the painkiler, I slowly crept to the door and made my way out of his room, leaving more questions than answers behind.

As I stepped out of the bedroom door and into the hallway, I was greeted by a girl around my age. She was dressed in a kind of boho fashion, wearing a white flowing skirt and tight burgundy top with gold jewelry. Her outfit exuded a carefree and trendy vibe, capturing my attention instantly. I couldn't help but admire her style and confidence as she stood there, radiating charisma. She had piercing eyes that possess a mix of innocence and mischief, giving her a captivating and unique look. Her long, dark brown, curly, flowing hair was one of her most striking features, as it effortlessly frames her dark tanned face.

As I cautiously stepped into the house corridor, my attention was immediately drawn to the sound of a voice. "Hey, how are you?" came the question, accompanied by a cheerful smile on the girl's face. Intrigued, I hesitantly replied, my voice barely above a whisper, "Hey, it's nice to meet you, but I have to go before I wake up anyone else."

Before I could fully process the unexpected encounter, her voice interjected, catching me off guard. "Wait a minute! Let me introduce myself. Greetings, I'm Sadie, and I'm getting some really positive vibes from you. However, there seems to be a dark presence in your life in which you avoid. If you're wondering, I'm a spiritual healer."

The statement left me momentarily stunned. Unsure of how to respond, I simply stood there, processing the information. Sensing my unease, Sadie spoke up again, offering reassurance. "Also, don't worry, everyone else sleeps like a log here. You're safe."

"I'm Charlie, and it's been nice to meet you. But I just wanted to let you know that I have to leave right now, Sadie." I hastily whispered to her. I look at her as she gives me a calm yet friendly smile.

"Listen, Sadie. I'll give you my number and we can talk sometime. You seem like a really nice girl, but right now I'm trying to run away from a drunken one-night stand." I muttered with urgency.

As soon as I have Sadie's phone, I put my number in write in my name then leave myself a message. "I just wanted to say goodbye to you, Charlie. It's been a pleasure meeting you. I hope you have a zen day." She said whilst waving her hand and bowing slightly. I copy her gesture and say a small "And you too. Goodbye."

I giggle to myself quietly as I walk away. I've never heard anyone use words like "Zen day" before. She's definitely one of a kind. It had been a while since I had encountered genuine friendliness since I returned from Australia or in general (except my bestfriend). It was a refreshing experience when she demonstrated that small amount kindness towards me.

As I continued my walk of shame, I tiptoed out of the front door, waving back again and swiftly closing the large front door behind me. Stepping outside, I immediately wondered where I was. My phone was in my hand, and I opened the Maps app in search of a bus stop. To my surprise, I realized that I wasn't sure exactly where my new apartment was.

Thinking quickly, I texted my new roommate and asked her if she could send me the address of the apartment. While I was waiting for her response, I decided to walk barefoot with my heels and clutch in my hands to the closest bus station. It was approximately 2 miles away, and I was determined to get there safely.

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Smallish A/N:

*If I put any grammar errors you can tell me.
*I want to emphasis that the hook-up was completely consentual (I'm not sure if that's spelt right). Charlie was drunk but not swaying, black-out drunk. She has the tendency of blocking things from her mind in which you will find out why.

XOXO

crystal mal. ⭐️

(I just wanted to say it like in gossip girl, might do it at the end of the story but I'm not sure).

6/01/2024.

1115 words.