Time Mends by Tammy Blackwell

Author:Tammy Blackwell
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: shifters, werewolves, young adult, seers
Publisher: Tammy Blackwell
Published: 2012-01-01T13:23:40.329539+00:00

Chapter 17

I woke up in a strange bed. Before I could ascertain my whereabouts, a glass of water and bottle of Aspirin was placed next to the alarm clock professing it to be 7:47. As I hefted myself up I began to understand their necessity.

“How are you feeling?” Charlie asked, adding a small bottle of V-8 juice to the bedside table.

“Like I just sat through an entire Justin Bieber concert.”

“Headache and nausea?”

“And an overwhelming desire to die.”

Bits of the night before came floating to the surface, causing the urges to puke and perish to grow in intensity. Charlie had found me quickly since McGuire’s was conveniently located in the middle of a soybean field. I was a snotty mess as he ushered me to his truck. After that, things got a little fuzzy, but I did remember Charlie trying to scoop me up to carry me into an apartment building on the south side of town. Unfortunately, I’m way too long and gangly for him to manage it. We settled on a half-carry, half-drag type scenario, which became especially complicated on the staircase.

“Not surprised. Goat Girl said you had five LITs. What the hell where you thinking?”

Of course he wanted to be all chipper and talkative now that my brain was threatening to leak out my ears.

“First, it was only three.” I think. “Secondly, the name is misleading. I don’t think there was any tea in those things at all.” I counted out three Aspirin, then added another one for posterity’s sake. “And third, I thought my Shifter metabolism would burn through the alcohol too fast to cause any damage.” I sat up further to avoid choking on my water and watched the room tilt to the left, then the right, and then back to the left again. “Turns out, I was wrong.”

“And you couldn’t have used Jase’s performance at prom to figure that out?”

I felt exceptionally stupid for not having thought of that. “Wolves are bigger and therefore have higher metabolism?”

Charlie shook his head as he passed over the tomato juice. “It’s a good thing the bartender started watering your drinks way down after the first one, or you would be in a hospital with alcohol poisoning. Seriously, what made you think bar hoping with Ashley Johnson of all people was a good idea?”

The V8 tasted as wretchedly awful as tomato juice always does, but I gulped some down assuming Charlie had offered it to me for a good reason. “Doesn’t bar hoping imply moving around to various establishments? Because we stayed at McGuire’s all night. And Ashley was the only person I could think of who would take me.”

“Which leads back to why you wanted to be at a bar.” He looked at me expectantly, but I kept my mouth shut. “Scout…”

“I didn’t want to be alone.” I concentrated on the juice clinging to the side of the bottle. It looked like blood, which didn’t do stellar things for my stomach. “It’s worse when I’m alone and have time to think.

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