Beautiful Apparation (Tony Perry FF)

fourty-seven

I think I've officially given up, three different methods I've tried. None of them worked. The closest I got to Tony was with that stupid Ouija board. I sigh, flipping through an AP magazine. It's a slow day at work, which I don't mind. I don't feel like conversing with anyone anyways, including Lynn.

Feels like I'm always being bombarded with people yet, it's only me, bothering myself with my own depressing thoughts. It's become a habit hard to break. Everything inside of me just wants to burst with anger and sadness.

"Long time no see." I don't have to look up to know it's the one and only Jaime.

Shit, I've avoided him for so long.

"Yea, how've you been?" I ask, trying to avoid eye contact.

"Good," He simply answers. "What about you?"

"Better," I half lie.

"Can we talk?" He asks. "Don't worry, it won't lead to any of that other stuff, you know what I mean. That is unless you're busy."

"One second."

I walk over to Lynn who's currently stocking things up on the shelves. Her eyes drift to mine.

"I see Jaime's here," She smirks. "If you're going to screw him, try and be back in an hour. We're getting a new shipment of things coming in and I need help. The boys are lazy as fuck today."

"Who said I was going to screw him?" The fact that she even brought that up makes me kinda pissed.

"Well that's what you guys used to do all the time, right?"

I don't tell her she's wrong, because it's true, was.

"Trust me, that won't be happening today, or ever again. I'll be back soon, I promise."

She only nods her head before I walk back over to Jaime.

"How about we grab something to eat at the food court? I'm starving."

"Sounds great."

>>>

Jaime and I carry a normal conversation surprisingly. It doesn't last, hardly anything good does. As soon as we finish eating, it gets serious, almost depressing. I feel like a kid who just got an ice-cream that ended up on the floor a second later.

"So," He begins. "I don't really know where to start. I know you hate apologies, and I'm starting to get sick of them too. So why don't we put it all behind us?"

The old Audrey would have called him an asshole and thrown the rest of her drink right in his face. This is her now.

"Okay."

Careless, calm, and sad.

"Just okay?" He raises an eyebrow.

It surprises me that he's surprised. He probably expected me to freak out. I wonder how many times he has been stuck in this situation. I mean, he was a rockstar. He has probably had plenty of girls think a one night stand was something more. The only difference between me and them is that I know my place. What we had was simply for fun, a stress reliever.

"Yea, I get that you don't want to ruin our friendship, neither do I. Simple is the way to go."

I'm not being sarcastic with him either, I'm serious. Putting all the sexual shit aside, he really is a cool guy. Losing him as a friend would suck. I've gotten too close to him.

He looks relieved.

"I'm so happy you're okay with this. Sorry I didn't come sooner. I was being an idiot."

"Don't apologize. I'm happy you came around. For a minute there I thought I lost a good friend."

"Best friend," He corrects.

For some reason I feel like that's a code for 'friends with benefits.'

>>>

I get home and feel the sudden urge to drink. There's a liquor store only a walking distance away. I go to grab Daryl's leash but suddenly remember. Yup, I definitely need that drink now. I walk out of the house and do a quick jog, passing the cemetery Tony's corpse laid in. Three blocks later, I arrive at the liquor store.

I enter and go straight to the back where all the alcohol is. Looking over the names, my eyes land on the bottle of Ciroc. I first tried this with Jaime, a couple of weeks ago. The buzz I got hit me hard, and I loved it. We hardly talked that night for obvious reasons.

Without giving it a second thought I grab it and take it to the register. The man there looks at me suspiciously, as if I'm some type of sketchy person trying to rob him. Maybe I don't look over 21, but he doesn't question it when I flash my ID. After paying the twenty dollars, I'm on my way back home. This time I walk back, not wanting to risk dropping the bottle.

There's a group of younger boys about to pass me. About half of them silence to glance at me. Crap.

"Where's the party at?" One of them asks referring to the bottle.

"Sorry boys, but this is a party of one."

They awwwed and continued on their walk. I'm surprised they didn't just gawk at me, and if they were, it wasn't obvious.

I pass the cemetery again, not glancing inside once. A girl with a Pierce The Veil shirt on walks past me. I know exactly where she's going, but I don't want to look back to confirm.

Finally, I get home and open the bottle that would temporarily help with my stress. I use apple juice as my chaser. Before getting myself comfortable in bed, I turn on my stereo, Deftones began to play. Taking my first sip of the Ciroc almost felt wrong and bad. Drinking isn't really good in general, but Tony hated it when I drank. It would accidentally 'spill' or he would straight up tell me to stop.

Who cares? The other side of my head thought. He isn't here to stop me. I drank the juice after my third shot. It became too much, but I didn't stop. By the eighth song into the album, Sextape, I'm buzzed. My vision begins to blur and I feel good, great actually. The bottle's only half empty, must keep going.

Done.

I did it. My accomplishment for the day is finished. Sad that was a goal. The next album begins to play Gorillaz. Their songs take me on trips no other ones can. I feel the need to throw up, so I get up from my bed and enter the bathroom clumsily. I let myself slowly lower to the ground, hovering over the toilet. Nothing comes.

Suddenly, my head begins to pound and my breathing is off. I feel disoriented and lost. That's when I begin to call out for help. My eyes struggle to stay open, and I could hear a distinct voice.

"Audrey! Wake up! Don't you dare close your eyes."

"Tony?"

But it's too late, I let myself fall into the blackness.

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ohhh snap! any predictions?

was it tony or is audrey hella drunk to know? xD

new ptv song if fire btw