Savannah
He left three hours ago.
It's okay just breathe he did say that the mission was gonna be long so just breathe.
"Here drink this." I don't want water.
"I don't want water I want the brown stuff."
"I can't give you brown stuff, just because you hold your liquor well doesn't mean your gonna have it all the time now take the water."
"Fine." I drunk the whole water in one gulp. "Now hand me the clear stuff or the brown stuff." She reached at the table and handed me tequila. I poured a shot and didn't drink no more.
"Stop worrying he's gonna come back, I'm sure of it."
"Each hour passes by is each hour I loose hope."
"I know don't worry until it hits the five or seven hour mark then you start to worry but papa only left three hours ago he's fine."
She's right I gotta stop worrying.
If he doesn't make it back I'm shutting off the whole system of emotions.
I'm not gonna stop you.
I took the bottle of tequila and took it to the head. I drink half the bottle by mouth before resting the bottle in between my legs.
"Can I worry now it's been eight hours?"
"Your not supposed to worry at all, here just sleep for now and when you wake up he'll be here." I nodded and laid my head on her lap.
He's not coming back.
I know I just don't want to shut down without knowing the full answer.
Well we are slowly getting to the shutting down process.
He said he had a folder of my mom, I thought she was dead.
Nope, she's been in a psych ward for years since you were born which is why your dad moved from LA to here he wanted you to forget about your mother because she was really a crazy woman, so you did you forgot about her and now your dad is your main priority.
Her psych ward is where?
Somewhere in LA.
"Hey wake up, it's 4 in the morning." I felt a light tap on nose.
"I'm up stop tapping my nose."
"Stop drinking so much you pass out for hours and hours."
"I'm fine." I took the bottle from her and drunk the rest of what was in there. "I'm guessing they didn't make it back."
"No, they didn't." I hummed and popped open another bottle. "Okay give me the bottle."
"Touch the bottle and I hurt you simple as that." She backed away and hurt flashed her face. I let out a sigh and held out my arms and she sat on my lap. "Take the bottle." She nodded and placed the bottle on her lap.
"They are gonna come back, let's watch a movie for a while and then see what happens next okay." I hummed and she tried to get up but I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her back down on my lap.
"Just sit here in silence. No movie. You on my lap and we sit in silence."
"Okay that's fine." She leaned back into me while I leaned back onto the couch. I took one hand and rubbed her stomach and the other traced the stretch marks that are on her hips. Which I fucking love. "Stop touching them."
"I love them and I would kiss them if I could but as your best friend I can't do that so I am gonna touch."
"You fingered me in a lingerie dressing room."
"And your pussy is pretty."
"Savannah!"
"What it's a pretty pink pussy."
She buried her face in my shirt while I laughed at the redness on her face.
"Let me see your face. It's cute when it's red..like a red panda." I laughed and she let out a groan.
The front door opened a I shot up off the couch.
"James your bleeding." I spaced out. Until my name was called.
"Huh?"
"You okay?" I looked at James and he looks more pissed off and angry than sad and hurt and quite frankly I'm more pissed.
"I will clean him up and stuff." He nodded and we both went upstairs.
It was silent while I cleaned the would on his arm and chest. Very quiet to the point you could hear the needle and thread go through the skin. I finished up and then went to get up but my arm was pulled back down and I fell onto his lap. He laid his head on my chest and I just sat there rubbing his back.
"It's okay James, it's okay."
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RomanceAfter being dead for 6 years she chooses that it's time to reveal that she's not dead to the world and go to a dinner party that her ex is at. She reveals that she's not dead which causes a whole new conversation that arises which is, why? Savannah...