I picked my dear Mr New up after work so we could rush home to my place. He was sweet, giving me my favourite special whitening toothpaste. Thoughtful and sweet as always. The moment the door closed, things got really hot. It was... sensual. We were hungry for each other, not like before. Things had got off a bit awkward since we started taking our clothes off but this time was different. We were happily spent... My period had just ended and I let him finish inside me... This was my first time. Afterwards we cuddled in bed whispering sweet nothings and talking about our feelings.. I felt so safe and complete.
We were about to start a second round when his wife texted him to call him with his office phone.. Gosh.. he panicked.. I panicked... We got dressed and it was like my mission to drive him there asap. I didn't know whether to feel upset or gracious. He looked scared and sounded worried. He said he would make his own way afterwards and got out of the car with a quick "bye".
At that... my mind went blank.. I drove off... not knowing what to think.. I headed straight to a nearby Maccas. My tummy had been growling all evening. I sat down and pigged out on a Double McSpicy meal, and tears just kept streaming down my face. I felt pathetic.. I bet I looked pathetic sobbing into my fat-laden meal, looking like some screwed up binge-eating girl.. I just... felt pain, I felt like a distraction though I deserve it and knew what I was getting myself into.
Once I was done, it was just past 10. I noticed he had texted me and gave me a missed call.. but all I could think about was to prevent any further regrets. I started surfing through my phone's browser for any 24 hour clinics. Saw one listed for Novena Medical Centre. I was really fatigued from sleeping for only 1 hour the night before. The morning after pill only works in the first 72 hours, and is redundant if my egg was already fertilised. Even if the chances were small, I knew I had to at least try and quickly. I drove over but the car park was absolutely empty. I went to the 8th floor, a classy place with granite flooring... closed.. I heard some laughter throughout the floor.. It was dark.. I freaked out.. and went back down to my car.
I decided to do what I should have done before.. Call ahead to check on other 24 hour clinics around. A lady picked up and sounded nice so I decided to head over to Serangoon North.. It's been a long time since I walked around blocks of dimly-lit HDB flats at night. Almost stepped in some puke when I was getting out of my car too.. What luck.. Anyway.. I spent like.. literally a minute with the doctor asking for a morning after.. He prescribed me one. The entire bill went up to $46. I used my debit card but it got declined. I was seriously embarrassed. I took out whatever money I had left in my wallet.. $18... but I kept dropping the bills cos I was so tired. The receptionists looked at me funny.. I acted nonchalant saying I was sleepy. I asked to charge the remaining $28 to my bank account. I was so relieved... I stumbled out of there and the nurses decided not to bother with my receipt. Dang.. I'm officially broke. I have absolutely nothing in my wallet.
Well now I'm home, barely made it home without sleeping at the wheel... took the first pill and will need to remember to take the other pill exactly 12 hours later. Meanwhile, I'm just gonna watch my TV series till I sleep and forget about my emotional rollercoaster today.
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