The Horny Geek Club by Penny Jackson

Author:Penny Jackson [Jackson, Penny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-25T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Sally

Saturday morning was not good. Saturday morning was bad. Saturday morning was very, very, very bad.

I woke late, but late was still way too early for my head. The light was streaming through the curtains I’d forgotten to pull. I was face down. My duvet was half on and half off and one leg hung over the bedside. My head was on the point of implosion and my stomach felt like a tumble dryer full of bricks. I refused to lift my head. I thought that if I lay still enough, I may just go back to sleep, or better still, just die.

I heard a noise in the kitchen. I considered that I should get up. My clock said it was eleven. I never slept to eleven, but then again, I never drank to three. I pushed myself up onto my elbows which took more effort that it should. Slowly, Sally. I’ll lie here for a while. Until tomorrow maybe.

I needed the toilet, and I needed water. I had to get up. That sucked. To add to the head and guts, every joint ached, so movement hurt. The combined effect was like I’d spent the night getting beaten up and then for good measure a badger had taken a shit in my mouth after he’d been eating raw garlic all day.

I looked in the mirror and the make-up fairy had missed me. I was smudged and smeared, and my hair was, let’s say, unfashionable. At least I’d managed to get undressed. I could tell that by my jeans chucked into one in one corner, my top over a chair, and my underwear in various random locations. I could see one shoe. No idea where her friend was. Today will be difficult.

I pulled on sweatpants and my dressing gown and dragged a box of make-up wipes across my face. I went to the loo and shuffled into the kitchen. Alli was making coffee.

“Morning.” I said.

“Morning.” she said back not looking up. Ahhh, a fellow sufferer.

She turned round and gave me a cup. Bless, even when feeling like death she always thinks of others.

“You look like absolute shit, Sal. And believe me I have waited almost two years to be able to say that. You are a fucking mess.” She smiled and hugged me with a slow, pained movement. I stood limp in her arms holding the coffee.

“Thanks, honey, I appreciate your honesty. If it makes you feel any better, I feel like shit too.”

“You and me both.”

We sat on the sofa and blankly watched a Saturday morning cookery show. I rested my head against her shoulder and hoped that sleep may take me, and the pain would disappear. The damned coffee was doing its work though. I was awake for the day. Sarah joined us and sat on the armchair; her legs curled under her.

“That was a great night!” she said, in an all too chipper voice as she cradled her tea.

I nodded. So did Alli.

We sat the whole morning, working our way through pots of coffee.

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