Chapter 15 - Aftermath of Day 4 and Day 5
Mike took some deep breaths to calm himself and then went to look for Sarah. It was clear that someone had gotten sick in the bathroom but Sarah wasn't in there. He then went to the door of the other bedroom and tried to open it but it was locked. He put his ear to the door and could hear Sarah snoring so he knew she was ok. He could probably jimmy the lock and get it open but he wasn't sure where her mind was at and thought it would be best to talk to her in the morning. Mike poured himself a bourbon and sat out on the balcony for a bit to unwind from an evening that took a stunning turn of events. Mike eventually fell asleep on the couch because he didn't want to sleep in the bed where the encounter with Diane had occurred.
Day 5
Mike woke up early the next morning and went downstairs to make some preparations before arranging for breakfast to be brought up to the room in 30 minutes. When he got back to the room it did not appear that Sarah had awoke from her drunken slumber. Mike straightened up a bit and then the knock on the door announced the arrival of room service and their breakfast. Now he just had to wait for Sarah.
Sarah awoke to a pounding headache. She was definitely paying the price for all the alcohol she had drank the night before. She rolled over and then the events of last night came flooding back into her mind. She had been so stupid to agree to Diane's plan. She may have let Diane into the room but she knew what she saw when she came out of the bathroom and that was Mike fucking her. If that was the kind of guy Mike really was she didn't want anything else to do with him. She saw that the bedroom she had locked herself in was then one where all of her clothes were so she started hurryingly packing her things.
She didn't exactly know what she was going to do. She would see if she could get an earlier flight back to England and if that failed would find another hotel for the rest of her time in New York. She had everything packed and was hoping that Mike was still asleep with Diane so she could get out of the room without having to see him. She quietly opened the door and started pulling her suitcase behind her. She looked up and saw that there was a bouquet of flowers on the table directly outside of the bedroom where she had spent the night. She ignored the flowers and kept walking.
Mike saw her come out of the room and was stunned to see she had packed her bags and was pulling her suitcase. "Are you leaving?"
Sarah jumped at hearing his voice. "Yes I am. I think that would be best."
"Why do you think that?"
"I don't want anything to do with you and Diane."
"That's funny."
Sarah spun in anger "Why would that be bloody funny?"
"Because you are the one who let her into this room last night after you tied me up on the bed."
"Well, she told me that you wanted a threesome but didn't think I would be interested in that sort of thing which is absolutely correct."
"Actually that is absolutely incorrect."
"Excuse me?!!!" Sarah yelled.
"I never told Diane I wanted a threesome with her or with anyone. Diane offered to come by and join us and I told her that I was a one woman man and that I was currently with one hell of a woman."
"Why should I believe that?"
"Because it's the truth Sarah."
"She said you had shown her stories involving threesomes that you had not shown me."
"Sarah, Diane was lying to you. I haven't written any stories involving threesomes. If you don't believe me ask Deborah who was given everything I wrote."
"Well you were certainly into it when you were fucking Diane last night." Sarah spit out.
"I was tied to the fucking bed and blindfolded with the headphones on. I thought it was you."
"Bullshit!"
"What the fuck? You were the one who tied me up!"
"I tied you face down. When I came out of the bathroom you were on your back and
Diane was moaning your name and yelling "Fuck me Mike!"".
"I was tied to the bed. Then the person I thought was you untied my wrist. When I reached for the blindfold my arm was pushed back down and I thought you wanted me to leave it on. So then I ended up tied to the bed on my back still with the blindfold and headphones on."
"I know what I saw and heard."
"Did you ever hear me groan out Diane's name?"
"I.....I...fuck.. I don't know what to believe right now."
"Sarah. I swear to you on my life that I thought it was you the entire time."
"Well where is Diane now?"
"I have no fucking clue. When she pulled off the blindfold I played a long a bit until I could get her to untie me. Once she untied me I kicked her out of the room. It took me threatening to throw her naked ass out in the hallway before she got pissed and stormed out."
"You did that?"
"I even called security last night to make sure they had video of her leaving in case she tried to claim I assaulted her."
"I'm really confused."
"Listen. Don't leave like this. There is some breakfast here. At least get something to eat to settle your stomach. I know you got sick last night in the bathroom. I cleaned it up this morning."
"Oh this is just so embarrassing. I don't drink like that."
"I know. Let me ask you this. During your spa day was Diane giving you champagne?"
"Yes, the entire time."
"She was softening you up Sarah. She was playing you to get what she wanted."
"What she wanted was you."
"I certainly didn't want her."
"That wasn't what she led me to believe."
"I will be honest. I thought you knew me better than that. There was absolutely no way I would have been with her had I not thought it was you the entire time."
"I feel so stupid. When I let her in and she walked passed me like I wasn't even there and started taking her clothes off I knew it was a mistake."
"Then why didn't you stop her?"
"Because it was right at that time that my stomach started doing flips and I ran to the bathroom to throw up. I think I even fell asleep in the bathroom. I came out and saw what I saw and ran to the bedroom and cried myself to sleep."
"Oh Sara, I am so sorry you went through that."
"It's all my fault. You must absolutely hate me."
"I could never hate you."
"I sure hate myself right now."
"You shouldn't. She got you drunk and convinced you of a lie. She is a conniving bitch. I should warn you that she was really pissed off when she left."
"I bet."
"She actually said that she would make sure that you and I would never be published."
"What?!!! She can't do that....can she?"
"I don't think she has that kind of power to be honest. I was going to call Deborah once I had talked to you to let her know what happened."