A Devil's Love

Chapter 4

     The faint sound of whistling comes from outside the bunk and I feel Vinny shift to the side. My eyes slowly open and adjust to the small amount of light peeking through. A small yawn quickly leaves my lips and I softly tap Vinny's shoulder. He doesn't stir at all. I quietly groan and look at the gap between him and outside. I don't want to crawl over him but I might have to if his ass doesn't get up anytime soon.

  "Vinny. ." I whisper, tapping him again. Nothing. Ugh, I'm going to have to be more rough with him. "Vinny!" I whisper shout. I softly shake him this time and get a tiny groan from him before he moves onto his back. Oh for fucks sake. Since he's taking up more space, I have no choice but to be partially on my side and partially on top of him. Well, might as well sneak out at this point. I shift my body more over him, trying to not to put my full weight on him, and start scooting out. As my head pokes out of the bunk, I see Justin walking into the bunk area. He cocks a smile and I can't help but smile at the absurdity of the situation.

"Morning!" he laughs.

  "Morning!" I reply with a laugh, still shimmying out of the bunk before nearly falling onto the floor. Justin helps me up and tosses a look towards the bunk.

  "I can't believe he didn't wake up."

   "I know."

    I continue heading out of the messy bunk area, leaving Justin to grab his change of clothes and the smell of coffee floods my senses. Standing in the kitchen is Ricky. He looks up from his cup of coffee and notices me. "How'd you sleep?"

"Good, just a struggle to get out of the bunk," I chuckle, rubbing my head. A little note to self, I need to sleep on the outside of the bunk. I hope sleeping with Chris doesn't prove to be as big as a pain.

  "He's still asleep? Well I guess I shouldn't be too surprised. Do you want some coffee?" he offers.

   "Sure, I love coffee," I smile. Ricky nods and  starts grabbing a cup for me.

    A loud yawn and a groan comes from behind me and I feel a hand on my back. "Glad to see you're up now," Chris says. I turn to him and smile.

"Here you go," Ricky chimes, handing me the cup of coffee.

   "Thanks," I perk up after having a sip. He mixed a light amount of creamer, most likely not knowing how much I would or wouldn't like.

  "No problem," Ricky replies.

Chris narrows his eyes at Ricky. "Where's mine?" he complains, a joking tone overlaying his voice.

"Make it yourself," Ricky scoffs.

"You make it."

"I'm not your bitch."

"Yes you are."

"Dude-"

    I interrupt their back and forth with an involuntary snort and Chris looks over to me.

"Did I just hear a snort?" Chris asks slyly.

"No," I immediately deny. I sneak away immediately, hiding my face with the coffee mug and go to the coffee machine to make another cup for Chris, as him and Ricky begin talking about something else.

By the time I made one, Chris was about to make his own. "Here you go," I said handing him the cup.

"Oh, thank you," Chris smiles in surprise. He takes the cup from me and turns around to look at Ricky as he take a sip. "At least someone's nice around here."

I suppress a giggle as I take another sip from my mug before speaking up, "I know today is a day off for you guys, so what's the plan?"

  "We usually like walking around the area to see what there is to do and grab some food from any local place," Ricky answers.