Unexpected Turn of Events
Starlight
December 31, 2013
"I said, 'Oh, my, what a marvelous tune"
It was the best night, never would forget how we moved
The whole place, was dressed to the nines,
And we were dancing, dancing"
~Starlight~
-Taylor Swift
It was the end of another year and I was determined to follow my New Year's Resolutions though I will probably give up after one day but one can hope, right? Special occasions meant clubbing for the Blackhawks and once again, I was dragged into another night out. I put on my gold sequin dress which was a bit too tight since I bought it years ago but it showed off my curves and then left for the bar.
Things went pretty normal for the most part, at the beginning. We met at the club where we split up into groups after that. I went straight for the bar and was greeted by my favourite person, the bartender. After what I think was my fifth drink, Patrick sat down next to me.
“Care to dance?”
“Uh let me think……no.” I answered.
“Fine, but you have to let me buy you a drink.”
“Ah, just what I need. Serve it up, Kaner.”
“So, how have you been?” He asked.
“Look, you don’t have to do all this small chit-chat. Go pick up some girl and just go home.”
“I’d rather chit-chat with you.” The bartender put two drinks in front of Patrick. He passed one to me. “Go ahead.”
I downed the drink in one gulp. After about another three drinks, I was buzzed, and probably going to throw up sooner or later. Patrick and I didn’t talk much but he just kept handing me more drinks. Soon enough, he spoke again.
"Feel like dancing now?" He asked, again.
I shook my head.
“Fine, then let’s make a deal. So I’ve been watching Tazer over there talking to that girl for a few minutes now. I say he’s going to take her home and get some tonight.”
“Tazer isn’t like you, Kane. I think he has more self-control than you.” I interrupted him.
“Exactly. So if I’m right, you owe me a dance and if you’re right, I’ll leave you in peace. I can tell you’re annoyed by me but it’s going to a lot more than that to get rid of me.”
“Deal.” I blurted out before I could even think about it. We both watched Tazer as he either was trying to pick her up or was truly interested in her. Tazer and the girl start heading for the door, and I willed him to not do this. But I had lost. Tazer did some strange hand motion to Patrick and just by the look on his face told me he wanted to dance. Now.
“How about that dance?” He grinned.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah.”
10. We headed for the dance floor which was extremely crowded so we stood pretty close to each other. 9. Being drunk, and physically attracted to him, and the pounding song, we grinded against each other, my hips swiveling against his crotch. 8. I could faintly hear the people outside counting down. 7. Almost a new year. 6. My hands were all over Patrick. 5. His hands were all over me. 4. I closed my eyes. 3. 2.
1. Without even realizing, his lips were on mine and soon we were full on making out. A sensation went through me which I have not felt in two years. It reminded me of Ryan. Ryan. I opened my eyes and pulled out of the kiss. I ran outside, pushing everyone in my way. I barely made it outside before I started puking my guts out. Just thinking about Ryan made me want to puke. That disgusting pig. But what wanted me to puke even more was the fact that I just kissed someone. It was all new to me since I haven’t felt this way with someone for so long.
~
I woke up with a pounding headache. How did I even get home last night? Then I remembered the whole Patrick fiasco and I started puking again.
After puking, I sat down on my bed to find my phone blowing up with messages. Two from Elina, one from Tazer, two from Abby, and one from Kaner. How did he even get my number?
Elina: hey, just wanted to know if you were ok. i called a cab for you last night since you were puking, just in case you don’t remember.
Elina: answer me right now so i know you’re not dead!
Jonathan: i was just wondering where you went last night….
Abby: elina said that you haven’t texted her back yet. you better or else…..
Abby: seriously kendall, i will come and see if you’re ok if you don’t text me soon
Patrick: you ok? you ran out of the club and i was just worried. btw this is pk
I returned all their texts telling them I was fine and there was no need to hunt me down. I ignored Patrick’s text and deleted it just to make me feel better.
I just remembered that it was a new year. 2014. The new year holds for new adventures. I sighed. By the end of this year, I am determined to start up my career before it's too late.
I tried to distract myself to keep me from puking but somehow Patrick kept creeping back into my mind, making me puke even more. Should it take this long for someone to get over another guy? It’s been two years. Before I could start puking again, the doorbell rang. I opened the door to find my mom.
"Mom? What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to see you, obviously!"
"Oh, when did you get here?"
"This morning! So how's school?"
"What do you mean? I don't go to school anymore."
"Kendall! You can't just ditch your classes! If you want to be a successful business woman like we said, you have to go to your classes!"
"But mom, I graduated from university almost four years ago!" I said, suspicious about what is going on.
"Kendall, stop playing games with me."
"Ok, mom, fine. You wait here, I need to go to the bathroom."
I walked as fast as I possibly could to the bathroom and pulled out my phone to call my older brother, Adam.
"Hello? Kendall? Is that you?"
"Yeah, it is. Listen, mom just showed up at my house today and she's acting all weird. She thinks I'm still in university but that was like four years ago! Please tell me I'm not being punk'd!" I explain to him, worried.
"Mom is there? Oh, no. This is not good. Ok. Wait there and make sure she does not leave your sight. I'll be over soon, ok?" And with that, he hung up.
What is going on? I left the bathroom and tried talking to my mom about random things, keeping her in my sight though she talked as if we never fought, like it was before I left for Chicago. Before. No, no, no. Years ago, my grandmother developed Alzheimer's and sadly passed away. After that, my mother got tested to see if she would have it too and she would. It can't have started now. It all adds up now. Oh, god, my mother has Alzheimer's. Without even realizing, I started crying.
Before my mother could ask why I was crying, Adam walked into my house along with a few doctors.
Everything happened so fast. The doctors taking her away, Adam hugging me, and before I knew it, I was alone.
For the next few days, all I did was drink and sleep. Abby and Sharpie as well as Elina, Toews, and Kaner checked up on me though I just told them to leave and that I was fine.
It wasn't until Seabs came over six days after, where he got me off my ass and up again.
"You need to get up now, Kendall." His voice was loud and a bit scary.
"I don't need to do anything, Brent."
"Kendall, look at you. There are beer bottles everywhere, you look like a mess, and we all haven't heard from you in days! Now get your ass up."
I didn't even get a chance to say anything before he picked me up and dropped me in his car where he drove me to a restaurant where the rest of the Blackhawks were. I did not want to be there at all but soon enough, the boys put a smile on my face and I forgot about my mother for the first time in a week. The boys had brought out the old me again.
By the time dinner ended, I was back to normal and we decided to go out to see a movie. Halfway through it, I fell asleep, exhausted from thinking about my mother. I woke up in Seabs arms as he was putting me down in my bed and pulled the covers over me.
“Good night, Kendall.”
"I said, 'Oh, my, what a marvelous tune"
It was the best night, never would forget how we moved
The whole place, was dressed to the nines,
And we were dancing, dancing"
~Starlight~
-Taylor Swift
It was the end of another year and I was determined to follow my New Year's Resolutions though I will probably give up after one day but one can hope, right? Special occasions meant clubbing for the Blackhawks and once again, I was dragged into another night out. I put on my gold sequin dress which was a bit too tight since I bought it years ago but it showed off my curves and then left for the bar.
Things went pretty normal for the most part, at the beginning. We met at the club where we split up into groups after that. I went straight for the bar and was greeted by my favourite person, the bartender. After what I think was my fifth drink, Patrick sat down next to me.
“Care to dance?”
“Uh let me think……no.” I answered.
“Fine, but you have to let me buy you a drink.”
“Ah, just what I need. Serve it up, Kaner.”
“So, how have you been?” He asked.
“Look, you don’t have to do all this small chit-chat. Go pick up some girl and just go home.”
“I’d rather chit-chat with you.” The bartender put two drinks in front of Patrick. He passed one to me. “Go ahead.”
I downed the drink in one gulp. After about another three drinks, I was buzzed, and probably going to throw up sooner or later. Patrick and I didn’t talk much but he just kept handing me more drinks. Soon enough, he spoke again.
"Feel like dancing now?" He asked, again.
I shook my head.
“Fine, then let’s make a deal. So I’ve been watching Tazer over there talking to that girl for a few minutes now. I say he’s going to take her home and get some tonight.”
“Tazer isn’t like you, Kane. I think he has more self-control than you.” I interrupted him.
“Exactly. So if I’m right, you owe me a dance and if you’re right, I’ll leave you in peace. I can tell you’re annoyed by me but it’s going to a lot more than that to get rid of me.”
“Deal.” I blurted out before I could even think about it. We both watched Tazer as he either was trying to pick her up or was truly interested in her. Tazer and the girl start heading for the door, and I willed him to not do this. But I had lost. Tazer did some strange hand motion to Patrick and just by the look on his face told me he wanted to dance. Now.
“How about that dance?” He grinned.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah.”
10. We headed for the dance floor which was extremely crowded so we stood pretty close to each other. 9. Being drunk, and physically attracted to him, and the pounding song, we grinded against each other, my hips swiveling against his crotch. 8. I could faintly hear the people outside counting down. 7. Almost a new year. 6. My hands were all over Patrick. 5. His hands were all over me. 4. I closed my eyes. 3. 2.
1. Without even realizing, his lips were on mine and soon we were full on making out. A sensation went through me which I have not felt in two years. It reminded me of Ryan. Ryan. I opened my eyes and pulled out of the kiss. I ran outside, pushing everyone in my way. I barely made it outside before I started puking my guts out. Just thinking about Ryan made me want to puke. That disgusting pig. But what wanted me to puke even more was the fact that I just kissed someone. It was all new to me since I haven’t felt this way with someone for so long.
~
I woke up with a pounding headache. How did I even get home last night? Then I remembered the whole Patrick fiasco and I started puking again.
After puking, I sat down on my bed to find my phone blowing up with messages. Two from Elina, one from Tazer, two from Abby, and one from Kaner. How did he even get my number?
Elina: hey, just wanted to know if you were ok. i called a cab for you last night since you were puking, just in case you don’t remember.
Elina: answer me right now so i know you’re not dead!
Jonathan: i was just wondering where you went last night….
Abby: elina said that you haven’t texted her back yet. you better or else…..
Abby: seriously kendall, i will come and see if you’re ok if you don’t text me soon
Patrick: you ok? you ran out of the club and i was just worried. btw this is pk
I returned all their texts telling them I was fine and there was no need to hunt me down. I ignored Patrick’s text and deleted it just to make me feel better.
I just remembered that it was a new year. 2014. The new year holds for new adventures. I sighed. By the end of this year, I am determined to start up my career before it's too late.
I tried to distract myself to keep me from puking but somehow Patrick kept creeping back into my mind, making me puke even more. Should it take this long for someone to get over another guy? It’s been two years. Before I could start puking again, the doorbell rang. I opened the door to find my mom.
"Mom? What are you doing here?"
"I wanted to see you, obviously!"
"Oh, when did you get here?"
"This morning! So how's school?"
"What do you mean? I don't go to school anymore."
"Kendall! You can't just ditch your classes! If you want to be a successful business woman like we said, you have to go to your classes!"
"But mom, I graduated from university almost four years ago!" I said, suspicious about what is going on.
"Kendall, stop playing games with me."
"Ok, mom, fine. You wait here, I need to go to the bathroom."
I walked as fast as I possibly could to the bathroom and pulled out my phone to call my older brother, Adam.
"Hello? Kendall? Is that you?"
"Yeah, it is. Listen, mom just showed up at my house today and she's acting all weird. She thinks I'm still in university but that was like four years ago! Please tell me I'm not being punk'd!" I explain to him, worried.
"Mom is there? Oh, no. This is not good. Ok. Wait there and make sure she does not leave your sight. I'll be over soon, ok?" And with that, he hung up.
What is going on? I left the bathroom and tried talking to my mom about random things, keeping her in my sight though she talked as if we never fought, like it was before I left for Chicago. Before. No, no, no. Years ago, my grandmother developed Alzheimer's and sadly passed away. After that, my mother got tested to see if she would have it too and she would. It can't have started now. It all adds up now. Oh, god, my mother has Alzheimer's. Without even realizing, I started crying.
Before my mother could ask why I was crying, Adam walked into my house along with a few doctors.
Everything happened so fast. The doctors taking her away, Adam hugging me, and before I knew it, I was alone.
For the next few days, all I did was drink and sleep. Abby and Sharpie as well as Elina, Toews, and Kaner checked up on me though I just told them to leave and that I was fine.
It wasn't until Seabs came over six days after, where he got me off my ass and up again.
"You need to get up now, Kendall." His voice was loud and a bit scary.
"I don't need to do anything, Brent."
"Kendall, look at you. There are beer bottles everywhere, you look like a mess, and we all haven't heard from you in days! Now get your ass up."
I didn't even get a chance to say anything before he picked me up and dropped me in his car where he drove me to a restaurant where the rest of the Blackhawks were. I did not want to be there at all but soon enough, the boys put a smile on my face and I forgot about my mother for the first time in a week. The boys had brought out the old me again.
By the time dinner ended, I was back to normal and we decided to go out to see a movie. Halfway through it, I fell asleep, exhausted from thinking about my mother. I woke up in Seabs arms as he was putting me down in my bed and pulled the covers over me.
“Good night, Kendall.”
7/21/13