heightening her
emotions, wiping at her eyes with tissue paper. Her head was spinning
and her mind racing... “what did I expect?” she thought.
A
banging on the door brought her back to reality. “Jen, are you in
there....Jen?” It was Sarah.
Jenny
steadied her voice: “yeah, it's me hun, I'll just be a moment. Got
a bit lost trying to find the bathroom before, sorry I've been so
long.”
“ Are
you sure you're OK in there?
“ Yep,
I'm fine...I'll be out in a moment.”
It
was nearing 1.30 am when Jenny met Sarah outside the bathroom. She
had taken a couple of moments to wash her face and reapply her
streaked makeup. After a short inquisition from Sarah, Jenny said
that she wasn't feeling very well and wanted to leave. With that
Sarah dashed off to tell the others that they were leaving now and
would get a separate taxi. Andrew said he'd come too, while the
others seemed content to stick it out a bit longer. “Is she OK?”
Henry asked, concerned.
“ Yeah,
she just says she's feeling ill. She went off to the bathroom a while
ago so I guess maybe she was throwing up?”
Henry's
expression changed, his eyes widening slightly. “Well, maybe I
should come back as well?” There seemed to be a pang of guilt in
his voice....or was it just worry?
“ No,
no, that's fine. I'll take care of her. You guys stay and finish your
night. We'll see you in the morning for the ferry....don't miss it!”
She walked off briskly accompanied by Andrew, Henry looking on
solemnly as they left.
Chapter 6
The
next morning Jenny awoke early. She was used to this back home. Her
break up with Trent had been hard, and she had been having trouble
sleeping most nights. That she now awoke with thoughts of another man
filling her mind was entirely unexpected. She quietly walked to the
bathroom and looked in the mirror: her eyes were slightly red from
her tears the night before.
After
freshening up, she walked out onto the balcony and looked down over
the pool, where a figure was swiftly making its way from one side to
the other under the water. The figure emerged on the far side to take
a breather and Jenny immediately noticed that it was Henry. Her
instant reaction was to turn away before he saw her....but she was
too late.
“ Jenny?”
He called from below as quietly as he could so not to wake anyone up.
“How are you feeling today? Sarah said you felt ill last night?”
Jenny
wanted to turn away, but stood her ground. “Yeah, I suddenly felt
weird at the end of the night,” the inflection in her voice was
sour, “what are you doing up so early?” She was purposefully
blunt.
“ I
don't know really. I thought I wanted to make the most of this place
before we leave. I'll probably never come back here again....what's a
little lack of sleep in the grand scheme of things?”
Jenny
didn't want to be drawn back into Henry's charms. She felt betrayed,
even though they had only known each other a few days, and perhaps a
little silly that she was so affected by him. But here, she thought,
in this circumstance, every day was like a week. They were spending
all their time in each others company, not always directly together,
but as a group, and she thought she felt something between them. She
didn't think she meant so little to him that he'd hook up with
another girl on tour in front of her...a girl that he'd just met that
evening. Her resolve strengthened....yes, she was right to feel like
this.
“ I
suppose,” she offered, unimpressed. “Um, I'm gonna do a bit of
reading...I'll see you later I guess.” Jenny's cold response caught
Henry off guard, but there looked to be something in his eye that
showed he knew why she was being so off. “Good,” Jenny thought,
“hopefully he knows he's been a prick. Anyway, forget him...it was
nothing really anyway,” she tried to convince herself.
She
turned away without a smile and returned to her room. Through the
door slats she could see Henry looking on, a little upset. He