A little bit more red

f i f t e e n (rewriting)

"Jealous Again, M'lady?"

Kylie River

"Kylie?" I heard Dray's deep voice.

Fuck, that was a bad idea.

Should I hang up?
He will think I am crazy.

Oh, fuck it.

"Yeah, the love of your life." I giggled as I stumbled backwards.

For fuck sakes why did I drunk so much.

"Are you drunk?" He asked.

His voice comforted me.

"No."

I narrowed my eyes, to at least stop seeing everything blurred anymore. But that didn't help much.

"You shouldn't drink that much."

"I can do whatever I want. You are not my dad, don't tell me what to do." I got louder.

What made him think he could always tell me what to do.

I want to hang up. Why did I call him?

I knew he would be acting like a jerk again.

"Who are you with?"

"Oh yeah, that's the only thing you wanna know, right? That's none of your business."

"Tell me or I will come and find out myself."

"Stop being so possessive, oh my fucking god I am so done with your behavior."

"Oh, see who's acting rude now." I could imagine him grinning right now.

"Shut up I don't even know why I called you."

"Missed me, huh?"

"No." I rolled my eyes even tho I know he cannot see it.

"Kylie!" I heard Tom calling my name.

"Is that Tom?" Dray's tone immediately changed.

What is that all about. I thought he did not care about me anymore.

We decided to stay away from each other but still, we are not.

I didn't answer and hang up.

"Here I am," I mumbled as I walked over to him.

"Wow, you're pretty drunk aren't you ?" He asked as he caught me.

"What, no? I mean, maybe a little. No, I am sober."

Confusion was plastered on his face as he looked me up and down.

"I will bring you a glass of water. Wait here." he let out a small laugh.

I let myself fall on the couch in the middle of the room, staring out of the window.