In Love And Death

I'm Not Feeling This

I open my eyes, Bert was asleep cuddled up right next to me. I heard the door open downstairs.

"Guys, I'm home," Quinn said from the stairs.

Bert jolted awake, "Fuck, I'm sorry Zoe. Hurry up and put your clothes on." He got up and grabbed our clothes and blankets off the floor.

Quinn walked up near the door. He didn't have a clue what was going on. Bert grabbed my arm and pulled me and the clothes to the closet.

"Take your stuff," Bert pulled on his shorts and gave my stuff to me. I struggled to put my clothes on. A while after I was successful with it.

Quinn opened the door and set his stuff on his bed. We tried to breathe quietly but Quinn heard us.

"Guys, what the fuck are you doing in here?" He asked when he opened the closet.

"Oh, we decided to uh...sleep in here," my brain was not working. It was mostly true.

Quinn didn't notice that I was lieing, or he didn't care.

"Just go downstairs." Quinn shut his closet door and watched us leave.

"Dude, we are so lucky. I didn't think that was going over too well," we ran down the stairs. I noticed that my headache had finally gone away.

"I've been having so much fun lately. I've never felt this happy before," I said to Bert.

"Then you don't remember what happened this morning," he reminded me of the hangover.

"I don't wanna think of that."

"Ok, what about yesterday?" He added.

"With the weed thing?" I asked.

"Yea, when Quinn made us stay out here," Bert and I sat down on the couch.

"Dude he was treating us like babies," I said.

"He's been pissed because Aimee broke his heart."

"He never told me he had a girlfriend, he loves to never tell me a single fucking thing." He smiled and put his arm around me.

"He just loves to hide things from people," Bert eyed him walking down the stairs.

Quinn sat beside us and didn't talk for a few minutes. He finally turned to us and said, "So what exactly was going on upstairs?" He wanted to know just to yell at us.

"Stuff," I said.

"You guys had sex in there, and I know it."

Bert looked shocked, but he shouldn't of, it was so obvious. He turned to Quinn. "How'd you figure it out?"

"Well, you guys were in the closet, that's the most cliché thing you could of done. My bed also didn't have semen on it yesterday," he yelled. "Are you guys trying to fuck with me?"

"No, dude. We could've popped my bed, it's also more comfortable in there," Bert said.

"I need to wash my bed, you fuckers! Next time you guys are having sex in my room is when I'm dead."

"I bet you didn't notice the noise from last night." Bert said.

"True, I was passed out on the floor, but I need to wash my bed," he was filled with rage as he got away from us to grab his sheets.

"Zoe's puke and clothes are in there. You're going to have to take them out, "Bert yelled to Quinn from the bottom of the steps.

"I'm gonna guess." He sighed,"...hangover. But are you okay now?"

"I'm so far feeling okay," I said.

"I knew I shouldn't of done that, but what the hell, it's fun to do illegal things." Quinn got up and dragged his covers and sheets down and did his laundry.

"So what did you do with Jepha?" Bert asked he sat back down with me.

"Just hang, Jeph said something about you two together. I pushed it aside but I realized it's true. He said somethig about you guys having sex last night, and by what you said before, Jepha was right," he came back and sat down on the couch with us.

"You actually didn't walk in on us, we had just woken up and went in the closet just you didn't get to visualize," I waved my hand around my body.

"You guys were still naked."

"Yea, in the closet," I remembered everything from the past few days,"the past few days have been pretty full of events."

"Yup." Quinn knew exactly what I was talking about. We all did.

"What are we gonna eat?" I asked. My stomach felt like it was eating itself. I was hungry.

"We can get pizza," Quinn said.

"I want that."

"What do you guys want on it?"

"I don't know," Bert said, "Whatever you want really want. It'll be payback if we don't like it."

"Good talk. I'll go order it," Quinn got his phone out and went upstairs to order.

"So, what do we do now?" I asked Bert. "I mean what are we gonna do tonight?" I slid my fingers around Bert's chin.

"I don't know because of what happened earlier today, we should keep under covers and try not to do anything too risky around Quinn, until a while longer or he gets used to it," Bert said.

"So, am I gonna sleep out here tonight?" I asked. I didn't want to. I didn't want to feel alone.

"No, I'll let you sleep with me. We just can't do anything." Bert kissed my forehead.

Quinn came down the stairs. "I'm gonna go pick it up." He grabbed his keys and walked out of the house. Before he left, I smiled at him. I could see that he felt a little better about me now.

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We waited around the house for awhile for Quinn to get back, he didn't show. It had been 45 minutes since he had left.

"Quinn, where the hell are you?" I said to myself. I felt worry.

I heard a ringing coming from Bert, it was his phone. He had gotten a call from Jeph.

"Hello." His voice was calm, whatever Jeph was saying on the other side made Bert's smile turn to sorrow.

There was a pause before Bert spoke, he sounded like he was going to fall apart, "Get us over there. We need to see him."

Bert said, "Bye." He put the phone down.

"What happened?" I asked.

Bert looked up, there where tears in his eyes. He wiped his eyes but tears fell from his hopeless eyes.

"Quinn got in an accident, Jeph called me from the hospital. They said that he might not make it."