(untitled abortion)

Light shone through the half parted curtains despite David’s complaints. He wasn’t quite prepared for such a strong warmth and beam of light. He vomited beside the bed.
The carpet wasn’t familiar. It wasn’t the usual home he awoke in. Nor was it the usual time he woke up. It was 5:30 in the morning. Or at least felt like it. David examined what he thought was the clock, due to the red light reflected by the wall. It turned out to be an unfamiliar phone, charging. It read 7:15. He murmured the word “shit” and felt around for his clothes. It became a fruitless search. He had work in less than an hour and he still didn’t know where he was.
“Aw, fuck!” He couldn’t make out the voice but he knew it should have been familiar. It was feminine, soft, and sounded as out of sync shouting obscenities as a stroller would look inside of a hate rally.
A female form became visible. Only a form was visible though. His vision was blurry and it was impossible for him to make out anything that wasn’t shining brightly in his face. She was small, probably only 5’ 2”. She walked closer and wrapped her arms around him while sitting down. David had closed his eyes and been struggling to remember anything that would tell him where he was or who he was with but from what he felt, she was very well endowed, as well as in the nude. It was alarming because as far as he could tell he wasn’t in Jennifer’s place.
Slender fingers stroked his pulsing head. “How do you feel?” Jane Doe asked.
“Pretty bad,” David replied.
“There’s an aspirin and glass of water on the dresser there. And don’t worry about your mess. I’ll have the maid pick it up.”
“Oh, sorry about that.”
“I just said don’t worry.”
“Sorry…”
She just laughed and lifted herself off the twin size bed. “There’s eggs and bacon on the counter. I’m going back to sleep on the couch.”
“Don’t you ever shut up?” He looked up half smiling and did not see a familiar face- however, still an extremely stunning one none the less. A sweet, young but matured face was sweetly smiled back at him. A petite nose complimented thin almond shaped eyes, and small lips but somewhat big for the size of her made anyone want to devour the crimson candies.. She was breathtaking. She turned and glided from the room. Though her weight shifted from side to side it never seemed to hit the floor. He was hypnotized until the door behind her closed.
He sat contemplating what he had just done. This would be the second time his fidelity had given way to temptation in his current relationship. It was becoming clear that the love he had for Jennifer wouldn’t make it past the end of the month, this was evident through the lack of guilt he had, and felt it necessary to call it off now. But David found himself in a more dire situation. Work was now within 30 minutes and he was standing in his own vomit. He checked Helen’s phone and saw that it was now 7:45 but made a more relaxing observation. One that made him think the day was going to get better. It was Saturday, April 25th.