Syverson

Chapter Five

Authors Note:

The end of this chapter is a little dark with a sexual assault. Not many details are given, and it's over quickly.

Also, drug use.

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Victoria

I woke up Sunday morning with a mild hangover. I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth, hoping it would get the shitty taste from my mouth. It didn't work nearly as well as I had hoped.

I went to the kitchen, made a coffee and cooked a fry-up of bacon, eggs, tomatoes, mushrooms, baked beans and toast. I served three plates up, covered two with foil for Jess and Peter, then went out on the back verandah and ate.

I looked at my phone. I had five missed calls from Rob and ten drunken messages about how sorry he was and how he wants to make it up to me. I sent a message telling him to apologise to Pete and leave me alone.

There was a message from my ex/boss, Macca. He just said he needed to book one of his mates in with me after hours on Wednesday. Great, there goes four hours of my afternoon having to sit with my boss and some bikie talk about all the rooting and drugs they did back in the day. At least I would get paid for having to listen to those conversations, unlike when we were dating.

No message from Sy, though. I shouldn't expect one so soon, but I was disappointed. I really liked him. He had been a lot of fun and fit in well last night. He was a fair bit older than me, but that was usually a plus. He was very confident in himself but didn't appear arrogant. He could take a joke and could flirt pretty well. Of course, his amazing body and good looks helped. And my God, he could kiss.

I sighed as I looked over the backyard. There wasn't too much cleaning up to do. Most people had used the bins I had put out. I smoked a cigarette and finished my coffee before I started cleaning the yard.

"So, tell me what happened with Sy," Jess asked after Pete went home. It was after dinner, and the two of us were watching Netflix with the air-con blasting.

"Well, not much really, we kissed, and it was really good, like hot as fuck good. I'm pretty much ready to go with him back to Pete's place, and he stops and asks me out for a date."

"What did you say?"

"I said I would, and that was it."

"Really?" Jess asked. "He didn't try and take you back to Petes?"

"Nope," I said, feeling a bit confused about it still.

"He seemed keen, though."

"I thought so too. I pretty much told Sy I'd fuck him, and he said no."

Jess raised her eyebrows. "That's weird. Has he messaged you today?"

"No. I'll give it a few days before I worry about it." I was lying. I was worried about it already. I really wanted to hear from him. Maybe I came on too strong. Or perhaps he was so drunk he forgot he asked me out.

Jess nodded. "What happened with Robbo? What was that about?"

I shook my head, "I don't know. He got the shits when I talked to Sy, and then he wouldn't let my hand go. Sy comes up and, get this," I start laughing already. "Sy says to Robbo, 'let go of her hand, son.'"

"Son?" Both Jess and I laugh, and it takes us a few minutes to calm down.

"Yeah, anyway, Rob gets agro about it, and then Pete came, and it was over." I shrugged. "I thought he would leave me alone after that, but I woke up to a ton of messages from him, so who knows."