OK another really bad one....I was in high school and was chillin with my boyfriend. We had been "smoking" and and drinking:alcoholic I was kinda new to it, so I was ALLLLLLLL messed up....like it was all bad. We go to his house because his parents arent home. We start fooling around and my clothes are off.
ver18: All of sudden the garage goes up...ooooppppsss....his parents are home. So he's struggling to get his clothes on and so am I, but Im soooooo disoriented that I couldnt do ANYTHING!!!!!!
He keeps telling me to hurry up so we can bounce out the back door, but its not happening. I honestly cannot coordinate myself to put my clothes on. So I tell him, "just go without me, I'll hide in the closet."
So he's out. I get in the closet,
but forget to take my clothes with me.
So his parents come home and this is what I hear
MOM: Honey, I smell alcohol
DAD: Yeah, John (names have been changed to protect the guilty) was here. His car is outside.
PARENTS: John? John? Are you here?
DAD: No, he's not here. But something is going on.
quiet for a moment until his parents walk by the room I'm in. The light goes on.
MOM: OMG - some girls clothes are on the floor.
DAD: what the hell?
ME:
MOM: John has some girl out there in the cold butt naked!!! I can;t believe this ish.
At this point, Im am SHAKING in the closet. Not because I was cold (lol) but because I was MORTIFIED. This can not be happening. Im shaking soooo badly that I am sure that his parents are gonna open up the closet door and find me. But they dont. They leave the room and go to their bedroom which I right across the way.
It felt like hours passed. In the mean time, Im praying that I can somehow get out of this mess
. However, drunk + high + petrified = ON ONE. Sooooooooo, I start thinking that Im dead....because, of course, this CANNOT be happening to me. So, I start thinking that I have died and gone to heaven (no lie.) And since Im dead, I figure that I can escape by walking out of the window. :superman:
But before I do that, just to make sure that Im really dead, I decide to come out of the closet and peek out of the bedroom door, just to survey the scene
So his parents room is right across from me, so I am basically looking at his parents in their room
. All of a sudden, his dad looks my direction (only my head was peeking out) and kinda squints, then taps his wife.
I'm thinking to myself.....Im a ghost, how can they see me?
Then the wife looks my direction and gets up.
Awwww hell!!! Im really alive and this is not a reallllllyyyyy badddd dream. This is real and Im soooooo incredibly embarrassed.
So the mom comes to the door and asks me who I am. I make up a name....probably something like Tanisha. She tells me to get dressed. I come out once Im dressed and she advises me to comb my hair.Gosh, Im so embarrased.
Then "John" comes home while Im still in the bathroom. She tells him that shes pissed at him and is taking "Tanisha" home. He's like, WHO????
Anyhow, now my high is GONE and im PISSED. She takes me home and is really nice to me - asking me about myself and my grades (I was a straight A student, despite my foolishness) and my plans for college.
Since we lived in the same neighborhood and she might know my parents, I had her drop me off a few doors from my house...just in case. Waited for her to drive off, then walked home, and went STRAIGHT to bed. When I woke up in the morning, I wanted it to be a dream...but it wasn't