beautiful son

Drunk

Kurt was in the shower and Evelyn had an idea. She wanted to get absolutely drunk off her tits. She reached for the bottle of whiskey in her cabinet that Kat bought her for Christmas. Fuck. The taste burned her throat. But damn when the drink hit her, she felt good, very good. She'd barely drank before, not  strong stuff like this. 

Kurt came out of the shower. 'Ohh hey Kurt! You're not naked anymore!' Evelyn giggled like a child. He blushed a deep red. 'No it appears not..I've got to make a call-' he said whilst walking off, a towel wrapped round his waist. 'Oh Kurt! Fineee!' Evelyn sighed as Kurt left the room and went to the big home phone in Evelyn's hallway. 

He dialed Tracy's number. No doubt she had probably been going crazy without it there, she was SO protective, which was good, but sometimes a bit too much. 'Uhm who is this?' A high pitched voice said on the other end of the line, Kurt knew it was his (soon to be ex) girlfriend. 'Tracy..' Kurt said quietly. 'Kurt? Is that you? Where are you??' Tracy shouted, hurting Kurt's ears a little. 'Yeah it's me. And I'm at..a new friends..' He trailed off before hearing Tracy screech down the line. 'New friend? Who is this? Is it a FEMALE friend?' Kurt's voice went quite as he spoke now. 'yeah..she's called Evelyn and well..I needed to help her out a little..some dude did some shit to her at one of our gigs.' Tracy went wild with anger. Kurt was with ANOTHER woman. 'Oh she needed help did she? Well don't we fucking all! What's so special about this side bitch-' Just at that moment, Evelyn waddled into the room drunkenly. 'Kurtttt oh Kurt..' She purred into his ear. He  didn't flinch, the feel of her breath on him felt nice. Tracy heard the female voice.

'Kurt I don't believe this. I-i thought you loved ME.' He hears faint sniffles down the line as Tracy whimpered that. Evelyn snatched the phone away from Kurt and slurred into it. 'He loves meee...and I love him..so attractive..especially when I saw him in the shower.' Kurt gasped and his eyes widened. 'Evelyn!' Tracy then shouted more, her voice going so loud. 'I'm fucking done Kurt! I'm done! Come and collect your stuff by tomorrow. Have a nice time fucking your new bitch!!' She screamed the last and hung up before Kurt could beg her pardon.

'Oh shit..what did I do kurty?' Evelyn spoke, her eyes struggling to stay open, the whiskey bottle was almost half empty. 'You just lost me my relationship.' He said, looking at the floor, tears filling his eyes. 'If it helps, she seemed like a bit of a bitch. You're too good for her y'know..' Evelyn laughed. 'Tracy was the best thing that's ever happened to me..and why did you say I loved you..a-and you loved me?' He was still looking at the floor. 'Oh no reason! Just forget it-' Evelyn walked off and went into her room. 

She fell asleep on the floor because she was very tipsy. Kurt felt a wave of nausea wash over him in the middle of the night. His stomach had a deep ache right in the bottom of it. 'Ah fuck!' He exclaimed and rushed off to the bathroom. 'Ow..ow..shit..' he mumbled, eyes half closed as he puked violently into the toilet. He went to walk past Evelyn's room but he saw her slumped on the floor. Although he was weak  from his illness, he managed to gently pick her up and put her in bed. She had no top on, only little booty shorts. That was when he could see all her cuts properly, all up her arms. Shit, he thought. But despite all of that, she was gorgeous. Her curves were amazing and her skin was so soft looking, like a doll. He couldn't face going down the stairs so he slumped next to Evelyn and subconsciously wrapped his arm round her waist in his sleep.

They cuddled all night in their sleep, not even realising it, and woke up in each other's arms...