Hey Ragers and Ragettes!
It’s a chilly Monday here in St Helens.
I am rocking a Raspberry jumper dress over my skinny jeans and comfy
brown riding boots. I am nice and cozy
and warm!!!
Well, on Friday I had another birthday celebration. This time it was with my colleagues from
work. Keith, Errol, Errol’s
girlfriend, Paddy and Paddy’s brother.
I dressed in a white and beige body con dress, nails and
make up done up to the nines hair perfect.
Now work nights out are notorious for drama. Usually someone cops off with someone else,
people fall in love, someone gets trashed and throws up all over the place,
etc. It’s usually a good laugh and I
tend to not drink as much because in the past I was usually the one causing the
drama. And Betty Rage doesn’t want or
need any more drama right now!
Friday night had its fair share of drama. It started off nice enough. We were all in the pub laughing and having a
drink… Errol’s girlfriend, Brittany
(name has been changed) and I started to chat and have a laugh. We played pool and have a good laugh.
Then our new member of staff, Andy (name has been changed)
showed up. Andy, is about 50, has an arm
full off tattoos. He’s a tough guy and
he’s our mechanic. He’s a good guy. I bought him a drink and we all continued to
have a great time.
Then we decided to go to another bar down the road that was
quite skanky. We all rocked up with
Brittany puking on the way. Messy!!!
Keith and Paddy walked up to 2 girls and started chatting
them up. Simon and I started chatting to
Andy. He’s enjoying working with us,
which ixs good because he’s a good worker.
Simon then wandered off somewhere leaving Andy and me. I went to buy a diet coke (I alternate
alcoholic with non alcoholic drinks) It
was loud and I felt an arm around my waist.
Before I knew it, I was pressed against Andy’s torso, he whispered in my
ear chatting about work...I felt his hand tenderly rubbing the small of my
back. I instantly felt uncomfortable. Where was Simon?
I made my excuses and went out to see Simon who was having a
cigarette and laughing outside. Keith
saw me shiver and he gave me his coat.
I took a cigarette and pretended to laugh and joke. Andy came outside and lit up a cigarette.
I was overreacting, I told myself. I smiled, relaxed and joined in the
merriment.
I gave Keith back his coat and he and Paddy went back to the
girls they were chatting up and Simon disappeared again. I went inside to check on Brittany who was
chatting to Paddy’s brother. Simon and I
shared a kiss. Errol called Simon over
and I was again alone.
I went out to have
another cigarette and in a blink of an eye Andy was outside with me having a
cigarette. He was looking at me
funny. I tried to make small talk. I finished my cigarette and he put his arms
around me once more. He hugged me and
told me he was happy working for Simon.
He kissed my bare shoulder and I knew that I wasn’t over reacting. His hands rubbing up and down my back. You’re cold, Betty.
I felt a bit scared.
He is 6 foot tall and looks like he has been in prison for murder. I
didn’t know what to do. I was shaking
half out of cold half out of fear. What
if Simon saw?
I smiled sweetly and said, I need to go to the bathroom. So I broke away and went to the toilet and
tried not to cry. I mean, my eye makeup
looked perfect!!!!
I checked my phone.
It was getting late. I composed
myself and strutted back out. Andy
vanished.
Simon was laughing with Errol at the fact Keith and Paddy
went with the 2 women they were chatting up.
I stayed by Simon’s side for the rest of the night. We got thrown out of the bar as they were
closing at 3. We stumbled to the take
away for a pizza and not once did I leave Simon’s side. Simon was the drunkest I had ever seen him so
he didn’t think anything was up. I clung
onto him and he was whispering pure filth into my ear. Usually I would reciprocate but I still felt
a bit upset.
We got a cab and got home.
I had to hold Simon up. When the
lift got to our floor I went to leave and Simon fell flat on his ass. I had to pick him up (wearing 6 inch stiletto
heels and trying to pick up a giggling drunken boyfriend is difficult!!!
We got in, I ate only a slice of pizza and Simon picked the
toppings off and ate it like a naughty school boy. He looked sweet and I smiled at him. I washed my hands and we got into bed. I turned the lights off. Simon tried to have sex with me but in his
intoxicated state he couldn’t rise to the occasion.
So he passed out and I drifted to sleep.
The next day I pretty much did nothing. My tummy was feeling off. Simon was feeling rough.. I spent the whole day by his side. Hugging him and kissing him. I felt clingy, needy, guilty. Then Andy texted me.
My heart started pounding.
He wanted to know if I had a hangover.
I texted back, I am a bit rough but ok.
He then asked questions about the work’s trip to Amsterdam.
I answered brightly and pretended nothing happened. I just felt guilty.
I know I am probably making a mountain out of a
molehill. I bet that I am getting worked
up over nothing. I bet that this is not
as bad as I feel. Why do I feel so
bad?
I haven’t told anyone about this, not even Suzanne. Did I do something wrong? Why do I feel guilty?
I am struggling with all these emotions. When I was single I would have lapped the
attention up but now that I am with Simon, I just feel like it’s all
wrong.
The worst bit is coming into work today and Andy acting
nonchalant about it. I am putting it
down to drunken behaviour. That’s all it
can be, can’t it?
So I made a decision.
I am off the booze for the foreseeable future. I just
don’t want that drama in my life. I
worked so hard to get a great guy and to get a good life. Things aren’t perfect by any means but they
are better. I love Simon so much and I
don’t want to lose him.
We will see how this goes.
Fingers crossed it goes according to plan!
So until next time, Ragers and Ragettes. Keep your heads and standards high and your
heels even higher
Lots of Love
The Fabulous Betty Rage xxxxxxxxxxx
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