After sex cigarettes // dreamwastaken

XXXVI

After his tantrum at the start of November everything seems to flutter by. Clay seems to have gotten better since then, and his nose is almost healed, he had the splint removed but bruising still marks the bridge of his nose that now has a little bump in it.

"Happy birthday!" Ena runs into a sleeping clay and I
"Shush you'll wake him up" I hush
"I've been awake for a while" his voice is flat
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY" she jumps onto me
"Happy birthday larz" nick dog piles onto Ena
"Thank you thank you, I am afraid that I am a year old and non the wiser"
"Oh shut up, you've got brains for days!" Ena shrugs nick off and they're spooning opposite us
"You know what I want for my birthday?" Ena nods, our faces inches apart "a foursome" Clays grip on my hips tightens pulling me in closer when me and Ena burst into laughter
"What? Really?"
"Of course not you caveman"
"Yea nick, you neanderthal" clay adds
"Comeon dude you'd be down" they dap each other up
"As long As we don't touch dicks" they break into a chuckle.

Nick and Ena go to get a McDonald's breakfast
"Present time kingsey " he whispers into my hair
"I'm worried"
"What why?" He seems confused
"Clay, you don't have the nicest taste, all your nice clothes were from me" he pulls out a large IKEA bag
"So you don't want any presents?"
"No no bring me the gifts" I Usher him towards me
"Ooooh I can really tell you wrapped these gifts" poorly wrapped presents cover the bag "oh my gosh! Will you finally watch frozen" he presents are wrapped in frozen paper, Elsa, anna, Olaf and sven flood the bag.
"It's because you're a Disney princess you dumb ass, I'm not watching shit."

"Okay, now listen, they're in order okay" I nod along "so start with one".
I'm impatient when it comes to presents, it goes 1-9
1 was a five pack of socks
2 was a storage unit, well the box, he organised all my things in his bathroom on the storage unit
3 had a disposable camera in
4 had refills for the camera
5 was a bottle of wine from 2001, the year I was born
6 a pair of earrings made from blue topaz (my birth stone)
7 made me squeal, it was a Tiffany heart tag necklace and bracelet set
8 was my own clothes, weird, okay.

Then it comes to 9
"Are you ready?" He looks so excited, he slides the thin parcel towards me
"As I'll ever be" I tear it open to be greeted with the leather binding and gold writing "why do you have my passport?" My eyebrows pinch, he pulls out a scroll from the back of his boxers
"We're off to England for a cuppa tea" I read the paper, it was a boarding pass. I could barley form a sentence, gibberish is all that'll come out, I just sit, shocked. "We don't have to go, well only stay for a week or two. I promise I won't even see George, but he will be flying back with us" I well up
"What the hell!" I blubber "when do we go" I jump into his arms causing him to topple backwards
"About 5 hours"
"What!?, how do you expect me to pack for two weeks in 3 hours?!"
"Calm down we have 5."
"No. No we don't, you have to arrive atleast 2 hours early, that's what my dad always said" he chuckles and helps me back up.

Ena taps on the door.
"I'm guessing she took it well?" She wheels my suitcase in behind her" I smile and nod
"And you packed for me? Maybe we should have a foursome" tears blur my vision "what the hell guys!" The tears release.

Suitcases are flung into the back of nicks truck and we all pile in
"Oh my god" Ena squeals "this is so exciting! How long has it been since you saw your mom?"
"Not long enough" my mum and I have a difficult relationship, I was always close with my dad and when they split I went with him. I knew that she's always held resentment over me for that. She would often ostracise me at birthdays, weddings, even Christmas, but I held my tongue as he always asked me too. My dad passed away 4 years ago, he had a brain tumour, many of his neurologist say it was caused from "years of trauma" since he played rugby for England years and years ago, before he became ill he coached. My parents split was messy, my mum left my dad for her boss and the father of my two sisters, it destroyed him, he loved these 2 girls for years only for it to be spat back in his face. My oldest sister, Amelia , completely locked my dad away, she never saw or spoke to him again. My younger sister, Isla , was 18 months when they split, so she knew no different. It was hard for my dad, Amelia and my mum cut him off immediately. Court hearings were concluded that I spend 3 days a week at his house and the rest at my mums.

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Posted     16:48
                 13/12/21