I really couldn’t believe my eyes; I had been talking with Shane for who knows how long about how this was the right decision. We had to stop seeing each other; we couldn’t keep lying to everyone. But in that moment my heart filled with love and joy, she came back. This meant she truly wanted to be with me. Tina I whispered and her face went from smiling to a frown.

“Jesus Porter how much have you had to drink,” I heard and she made her way past me. I close my eyes, shake my head a bit and open them. As I focus I see that it was Alice. My heart was playing a trick on my brain.

“What?”

“You called me Tina. I know we’re both blonde but come on,” she said shaking her head, I was very disappointed and a little relieved at the same time.

“What are you doing here Al,” I say and sigh.

“Looking for Shane, Kit said she was here.”

“Floor,” I simply answer.

“Jesus, we were supposed to go to Milk tonight. I assume this is yours,” she said holding the half empty vodka bottle.

“Yep,” I say and giggle.

“Yeah you’ve had quite a bit,” she says and starts mixing the vodka with orange juice.

As we sit, we talk about Tina, she was glad I made the right choice. As we both whined on about our love lives we drank and drank. It wasn’t like me to drown my sorrows with alcohol, but I had never been in love. Shane was still passed out on the floor as Alice and I continued to talk. Three in the morning crept up and the fatigue set in, Alice was dozing off and I got up to check on Shane, then I went to my bedroom and collapsed on my bed. Moments later I heard my door open then shut and I felt someone straddle my lap. I look up to Alice pulling her shirt off.

“No,” I slur and Alice bends down and kisses my neck, “no!”

“Come on Bette, we’re both upset we can’t have whom we want, we both need to get our sexual frustration out,” she said continuing to kiss my neck, then unbuttoning my blouse and kissing my chest, “plus we can just chalk tonight up as a drunken mistake.”