8 | I wish you were sober

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The next day

10:00 am


"Fuck, what time is it?" Joe said as he stumbled into the small living room where William had previously passed out in. Yet no sight of him and no knowledge of when or how he left was known.

"About 10, why? Have somewhere to be?" I hummed back to him,  facing the stove where I was scrambling eggs for Ash, who had just woken up.

"No, I was just wondering, I know you want to get rid of me, you bitch." He chuckled as I turned around to flip him off. In return, he pulled his hand out of his pocket, and out came his long finger that he had inherited from our father

"Can you guys just stop being fucking stupid and make my eggs so I can get home." Joe said, putting his head into his hands, to which Mark chuckled at as he sipped his coffee.

"So what happened with you and 'William' last night, miss Charlotte." Ash asked with a sly smirk staring at me.

"Nothing really special. He just wasn't being a complete dick and helped a lady out. I don't know why but he finally decided to square up and not be an arse to me last night. Maybe he finally felt sorry." I said with a short shrug of my shoulders to show that it wasn't a big deal.

However, it was a big deal. It had been the first time in weeks, maybe even months that he hadn't completely ignored me when I walked into the room.

Possibly it was such a big deal because I wanted his attention. That's an understatement; I craved it. I wanted his stupidly beautiful eyes to be on me at all times. I wanted him to care so much for me that his actions last night would be a reoccurrence. I wanted him to hug me like he did that night every night, even when it never felt special anymore. I wished he was sober that night so everything could make sense.

"Don't you worry charli, he can be an ass a lot. He might get better, besides I think we're all going to go on a bonding trip soon maybe then you can make amends to him." Mark said as he pat my back and smiled at me. I was lucky to have them in this sort of situation.

What I didn't realize is that these situations would happen so much more often. Where I've felt the sparks towards a certain enemy start to fly, but I didn't know that at the moment. I was just going to have to come to terms to it. No matter how he acted, he'd still have a special place in my heart.

Who knows, maybe this bonding trip could be the friendship saver.

LMAO I HAVENT WROTE SINCE APRIL SO PLEASE EXCUSE IF I FORGOT WHAT HAPPENED EARLIER

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