I woke up in the wrong Bed, in the wrong House, next to the wrong Woman, with no memory of how I got there

I have no idea how I got there, I don't remember anything about the events leading up to it. I just remember waking up in a frantic and confused state, not knowing where I was or who this woman sleeping next to me was. I made sure not to wake her up and then got out of bed, my head pounding with the worst hangover I've ever had. I made my way to the bathroom and locked the door behind me. It was then that I understood I had no idea how I got there, or more importantly, where there even was. There was no sign of any damage or wild partying, so I figured it was just a regular hookup. I still had no idea who it was, so I checked the bathroom for any clues, a toothbrush, a hair tie, anything. I found a hair tie and a bunch of bobby pins. Good, now I at least knew it was a girl. I went back to the bed, ripped back the covers and got a good look at her, it was a woman, probably late 20's to early 30's. I had no idea who she was. I had to do something, so I grabbed my phone and checked the contacts, no idea who most of these people were. I checked the recent calls, Mom, 12 missed calls. Fuck, I thought, I'm gonna be in for one hell of a lecture. My Dad, 5 missed calls. Fuck. I knew my parents were gonna kill me, but that was okay, I had bigger fish to fry. Rachel, 8 missed calls. Rachel was the name of my ex-girlfriend, I broke up with her last year because I caught her cheating on me. So why would she be calling me? I didn't really think of anything else, I just knew I had to get out of there as soon as possible. I grabbed my clothes as quickly as possible and put them on, grabbed my phone and wallet, and ran towards the door. I made it outside and into the hall before I stopped and realized I had no idea where I was. The building seemed familiar, and the outside looked like my hometown. I stepped outside and that confirmed it, I was in my hometown. I figured the best course of action was the walk towards the downtown area, it's the closest I have to a city, and I knew there would be people there. I walked for what felt like hours, the entire time I walked I couldn't shake off the feeling of impending doom. I made it to the downtown area, and there were a few people walking around. This was a Sunday, and most of the shops were closed, so there weren't many people, but enough for me to go up to one and talk to them. I went up to lady who was probably in her 40's and asked her what time it was, she looked at her watch and told me it was 10:34, I thanked her and then asked her what day it was, she kind of looked at me weird and then said Sunday. I thanked her again and then walked away. I knew where I was and what time it was, but still had no idea how I got there. I decided to call Rachel, I knew she wouldn't be happy to hear from me, but she was one of the only people in my contacts I knew. I called her, and she picked up on the first ring. "Where the fuck are you, you said you'd be here 3 hours ago" she said, very angry. "Where are we supposed to be" I asked. "Our wedding, you dumb shit, you said you'd be here an hour before the ceremony so we could get our pictures taken, but you're not here and you're not answering any of our calls, what the fuck is going on with you" she yelled. That's when it hit me, the full weight of the shitstorm I was in. Rachel and I got married last year and then divorced after only a couple months. Or at least that's what I thought. It felt like a ton of bricks just smacked me in the face, I was already reeling from my hangover, but this just made it worse. "What, what wedding" I asked, trying to play dumb. "OUR WEDDING, you fucking idiot" she yelled, I had to pull the phone away from my ear it was so loud. "I, uh, I don't remember us ever scheduling a wedding" I said. Rachel was so angry I'm surprised she didn't blow a blood vessel. "We scheduled it LAST WEEK, you fucking said yes, are you trying to say you didn't mean it" she said. I had no answer, I was too dumbfounded to say anything. I didn't even know where to begin. "You know what, just be here in the next 2 hours or so help me God, I will come looking for you and it will not be pretty" she said and then hung up. I stood there like a bump on a log for what felt like hours, I was in so much shock. I didn't know what to do. I knew I had to go to the wedding, but a part of me just wanted to run away and never look back. Eventually that feeling overcame me and I started running, I had no idea where I was going, but I just knew I had to get away. I ran for god knows how long until I reached a park, I slowed down to a walk once I was in the park. I collapsed onto the first bench I found and just sat there. I don't know how long I sat there, but eventually I heard someone clear their throat behind me. I turned to see a park ranger standing behind me "Sir, I'm gonna need you to leave" he said. I stood up and started walking, I still had no idea where I was going, I just knew I had to keep moving. I walked for what felt like hours until eventually I reached a gas station, I went in and bought a bottle of water. As I was leaving I saw a taxi cab sitting out front, it was a sign, a sign that I had to go to the wedding. I got in the taxi and told the driver to take me to the county courthouse, that's where the wedding was gonna be. He asked me why I was all dressed up, I told him I was going to a wedding. He laughed and said "Well then, you're running a little late, aren't you" I laughed and then realized I had no idea how to pay for the taxi, I didn't have any cash on me, and I had a feeling my card wouldn't work. I asked the driver to stop and I got out, I made my way back to the downtown area, where I knew there would be an ATM. I walked for another couple hours until I made it to an ATM, I took out $40 and then made my way back to the taxi, luckily it was still there. I paid the driver and told him to take me to the county courthouse, once again. We drove in silence for a while until he asked me again why I was dressed up, I told him the same thing, I was going to a wedding. He laughed again and then said "You know, you seem like a nice enough guy, but I have a feeling this is not gonna end well, and I don't just mean the wedding". We pulled up to the courthouse and I paid the driver. I got out and walked towards the front doors, when I walked in I was greeted by my future father-in-law, he didn't look happy. "Well well well, look what the cat dragged in" he said. "Dad, what's-" "No, you don't get to talk, you piece of shit. You were supposed to be here an hour ago, but instead you just walk in here, three hours late, with no explanation, you fucking idiot. You're damn lucky Rachel decided to wait for you. I told her we should get the police involved, but she wanted to wait, well now here you are. I just hope you have a damn good explanation for why you're so late" he said. I had no idea how to respond. To be honest I still don't fully remember it, but this is the basic gist of what I believe happened. My only guess is that my time perception is fucked. I'm gonna go explain this to Rachel, wish me luck.<br><br>EDIT: Holy shit this blew up, thanks for the support guys, it really means a lot. I'm gonna go talk to Rachel now, I'll update when I can, until then.<br><br>EDIT 2: Okay so here's my next update, I went to go talk to Rachel, and to be honest it didn't go very well, she was extremely pissed off at me, and to be honest I don't blame her, I told her everything I knew and then apologized profusely, she didn't accept my apology and then she stormed off. I followed her and that's when I saw it, the wedding ceremony was already in progress, I was the groom and this wasn't my wedding. I don't know how it happened, but someone else was standing at the altar, and it wasn't me. The man who was standing where I was supposed to be, was an older man with a few days worth of stubble and brown hair. I didn't recognize him at all, I figured he must be one of Rachel's friends or something. My future father-in-law grabbed my arm and told me not to interfere, I told him that this wasn't my wedding, and then he looked at me like I was an idiot, and told me to stop trying to get out of it. I told him it wasn