Finding My Second Swan

Chapter 6

CHAPTER SIX

A few hours later...
I'm craving V's lattes. Only I know she'll be in there. "She" meaning D-fucking-Q! Fucker! I need someone to tell me her real name. Seriously, it makes her sound like a dude. Oh, believe me, she's not a dude. Oh, fuck, she's not. Of course, if I'm completely honest with you she's hot as fuck but again I won't go there and you know why.

Anyway, I pulled my shit together, hoping she wouldn't be there. But no, she was there. And yes I was pretty pissed off as usual but it's more so with myself only because I've been having thoughts. All of them about her too and I don't fucking want or need any of them. As much as I'd love my caffeine fix, I still end up at my usual spot at the bar. Only it's fucking bingo night and well, after a few too many drinks, I thought I'd join in. Only it ended up with me getting kicked out after messing about. Yep, I was being a cunt shouting my mouth off at those who'd won only because I'd lost. Of course, I was pretty pissed off. I really hated it to be honest.
Bingo sucks! I don't get how Isaac and Hales love it so much. I mean, you sit for what feels like forever. You spend God, knows how much on each game. Only to end up fucking losing it and whose idea was it to play bingo with alcohol anyway? I mean, no wonder I'd lost. I was pissed as a fart so I literally couldn't see the bastarding numbers.
So where have I been drinking since getting bared from the club? Well, morbidly I've spent the last few nights on my own. I've been on my own at home. If I'm honest, I've been pretty bored out of my brain. And if I wasn't a total depressant right now, I'd probably give a shit about it too, but no. As long as I have a drink then I don't give a shit where I get my company or my fix from.
Shit. I sound like a fucking junky. Surprisingly, while I've been alone, all I seem to think about is a certain green-eyed woman. Holy fuck, why is she in my head? I can't seem to get her out of there. It's crazy shit. Yet today's been even crazier. And getting yourself barred from your favourite place sucks balls big time. Aside from that, what's even crazier is the fact I now think I've found myself a new buddy. Of course, it's not by choice either. No crazier is my thoughts on whiny kids have changed, especially when I get to spend a little time with a certain green-eyed kid. This is where everything changes and I've tried to stop it from happening but I'm finding it hard. I'm struggling to stay away and I've no fucking clue why.

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DQ:
Over the next few days, all I thought about is that man and what V told me. I actually cried at one point. I mean, I've only got my baby, and as you know I'm not exactly with anyone either. Yet when I thought about it I thought what if that was my baby? I'd die a thousand deaths. I mean, I know it's not the same, but losing someone you love, the pain would still be the same.

"Happy Birthday, DQ!" V called out as soon as I walk through the doors.
"Oh God, don't remind me V. Honestly I feel so old."
"Are you shitting me, seriously? Hell, you're a baby, compared to me. Jeez, you're only twenty-one for God, sake."

This made me chuckle, especially when I tell her that being a mother can make you feel older than you are.

"Oh, I hear that."
She nods with a pointed look on her face. Only as I'm about to ask if she has any kids, the door to the café opens.

"Oh hey, Mars," I call out when I see her, but my eyes pull to her hand. Oh God, she's brought a gift?
"Hey, sweets happy birthday"
My brows nip together wondering how she knew. I ask her this.
"Oh, a little birdie told me," Mars said and I look back at V. She was standing there with a guilty grin plastered all over her face.

"Here this is for you. It's from all of us at the studio."
"Oh, Jesus you didn't have to get me anything but thank you thanks so much."
When she hands me the gift, she chuckles and tells me that Jesus didn't get me the gift.
"But you're welcome anyway. Now come on, open it."