Sexy SEALs by Sarwah Creed

8

Iwoke-up with a hangover so strong, but with memories of my final exam, it made me smile, knowing that I didn’t have to study again. Even if it meant that I had to go out into the actual world and find a job. I struggled to open one eye, only to discover that we weren’t in our dorm. The place that we were heading in, but somehow we ended up in someone else’s room. The question was, whose?

“Kiara you awake?”

A familiar voice asked me. I rubbed my eyes and blinked several times to see if my ears were deceiving me. I looked at her, blue eyes which were facing mine, to discover that I was where I suspected I was.

“Amanda, yeah, I’m awake.”

She smiled, “Good, I’ll make you guy’s coffee. Lucy’s in the bathroom.”

I tried to get up from the floor, and she stretched out a hand, to help me up. I stood up, with my skirt back-to-front and my bra sticking out of my top.

“Damn!” I said as I stood up and tried to straighten myself out.

“Yeah, you was trying to undress, then you just passed out on the floor. We were worried, but we weren’t in a fit state neither to help you get out of the dress.”

I looked around, and could see that. Amanda’s parents were rich, well her dad was anyway, some kind of property tycoon and she loved to flash her cash around, and if I remembered correctly, last night she did that with Lucy and I.

I scratched my head, and decided as soon as I saw Lucy leaving the bathroom that I would do the same, I was in dying need of taking a piss.

As I passed her and rushed to the bathroom, I closed the door. Amanda had an apartment all to herself, something that all students would dream of doing, and then I remembered we planned to hit the clubs, but then she invited us to the party that she was having at her place, and we came, and judging by the look of things not only did we go, but we ended up staying.

I washed my face, with one of the white towels that she had piled at the side, and as I looked in the mirror, I looked as if all the blood had rushed out of my face. I had a pale complexion, but it was a sign that I needed to go out more, and stop spending so much indoors. Now, I didn’t have studies to hold me back, it shouldn’t stop me from doing just that.

“You coming out there or spending the night in the bathroom?”

I laughed as I opened the door, “Lucy, I’m out. Happy!”

She looked exactly the same as she did last night, with her backless red dress, and her hair pulled up and a couple of strands out. Which was a lot more than could be said for me, even if I got my bra back on, and put my skirt on the right way.

We headed towards the kitchen, where Amanda had made some toast with coffee.

“I didn’t know how you guys liked it, so I left the milk and sugar on the table. Sit down. Drink. Eat,” she commanded. She was wearing what I assumed was her PJ’s. A silk, lacey white matching set with shorts and bunny slippers. It was the first time in four years, that she looked kind of human, not some evil bitch that I always imagined her to be back in her apartment.

As we all sat, and started passing the milk, sugar and laying butter and marmalade on our toast. I had to ask the burning question.

“Amanda when did were you ever nice to us?”

She chuckled, as her perfect white teeth seemed to reflect in the sun, as we sat down at the breakfast table.

Lucy chimed in, “The day she came to me and said that she was sorry about the fight.”

I started sipping on my coffee, which tasted so good. I took a note of the Nestle Expresso machine in the corner and realized as I suspected it wasn’t instant coffee.

“My dad died, seems he was in some freak accident or something a few weeks ago,” Amanda said, it was as if she said it so casually.

“Sorry.”

She waved her hand, “Nothing to be sorry about. He was a pig. Treated me like crap, and mom even worse. Anyway, I don’t want to get into it right now. But, I realized something. I hated my dad, because of how he treated me, but I did the same thing to everyone else. And you can call it a lightbulb moment or something, but it just made me realize the error of my ways. I didn’t feel like going out or even spending money on my friends or my so-called ex, and he just dumped my ass just like that.”

“A-hole!” Lucy said.

“Amen to that!” Amanda said, and I couldn’t help but laugh.

“So, I saw Lucy one day and said to her. Hey, my dad’s dead and life’s too short and all that, we’re about to graduate, let’s move on.”

Lucy nodded her head, “I agreed, after being dumped myself by another boyfriend.”

“Well, at least you had choices. I only had one,” Amanda said.

They both giggled, probably realizing that they had more in common, then they’d both realized.

“Yeah Lucy, you had three, now you’re down to one.”

She waved her finger. “Remember Kiara I told you, that once I’m out of here, I’m down to none.”

“That’s tough girl, your parents having your life mapped out like that,” Amanda said and then she nibbled on her toast.

“My parents have been talking about law school, and me fitting into the picture that they’ve painted of my life, since the day I was born, but and there’s always a but. My dad has softened up over the years and said that once I graduate, if I want to go to designer school, then he would support me.”

We were listening to Lucy and then I realized I had nothing to complain about. If I called mom and told her I was flying to the moon, she would be at Nasa waving me away. If I told Nan that I had three sexy Seals, well Nan would most likely ask for their phone number, and call them. My family were flexible, and I knew they loved and cared about me and I could tell them whatever was going on in my life and they would be there to support me.

Amanda asked, “How could you live like that? Having your life all planned out for you like that.”

“The joys of being Japanese. Some families are more flexible, and modern and some like mine are so old-fashioned. Saying no, and standing up to them, means never seeing my family again, most of all my sisters. I couldn’t imagine life without them,” Lucy summed her life in a nutshell, family was more important to her than anything else in the world.

I shook my head, thinking that we should think of fun things to do. It was our last year, and we should enjoy it. Not worrying about the rest of our lives, that part would come later.

“All I know is that I don’t want to go back home. Now, he’s dead. I know that I’ll be going back home to mom,” Amanda sighed. “Not an option.”

“How comes?” I said.

“Because she has a drug and drink problem. I used to feel sorry for mom, tell her she should leave my narcissist dad, until I discovered she loved the money more, than the torture that she was putting herself through by living with him.”

“Damn, that’s rough!”

“Yeah, I’m not going back to babysit her. No way!”

Amanda was ready to go out into the world, even if it meant that she would do it alone. I had a family waiting for me, yet I complained about them constantly. It made me realize that I really had to grow up and realize that I was fortunate. That was what Lucy had done, which was why even if we felt her parents had her in chains, she saw it as a bright future.

I knew that I would have to go home soon, but until then I had two friends, not just one. I realized as we sat down and talked that I’d not enjoyed my college experience how I should have done. But, as they say it is never too late, and I intended to enjoy the last few weeks with my two friends.