who we are (18+)

chapter 19- dinner and interruptions

Eventually it gets dark outside. Me and Lucy are still sitting on the sofa. My hand is still in her hair. "What do you want for dinner?" i ask her. She places a hand on her chin and thinks for a second. "Hmmm what about fried eggs?" she says. I chuckle "piss easy" I say. I head to the kitchen and start to prepare eggs and toast. After half an hour Lucy shouts "BABE WHERE ARE YOU?" I laugh. I come back to the living room with two plates of fried egg and toast. "Right here." i say. She jumps up. "FOOD I SMELL FOOD" she yells. She sits back down. I place the plates on the table. I then place a cut a bit of the egg up and put it on a bit of the toast and then I say "here comes the aeroplane" . I see her middle finger stick up at me as I place the fork in her mouth. She starts to chew the food. "So what do you think?" i ask her. She smiles "where's the lamb sauce?" she says. I laugh. I put some more food on the fork for her. "Didn't realise you were Gordon Ramsey now" I say. We finish eating and then Lucy snuggle up next to me on the sofa. We sit there with her head resting on my shoulder when we hear a knock at the door. I get up and go to the door.

I reach the handle and start to open the door. I go flying backwards. I slid across the floor and hit my head off the table. I look up and see George standing over me. "John, what's going on?" Lucy asks. Penelope then steps into the house. "Sorry bitch johns a bit occupied" she says. Lucy gets up and springs at Penelope. She tackles Penelope to the floor. I see my chance and I trip up George and hold him down with my leg. "What the fuck?" I said to him, He just shrugs his shoulders. "Nothing personal" he says. I punch him in the face. Blood pours out his nose. I set him down on the floor and go to stop Lucy from tearing Penelope limb from limb. I hold onto Lucy as she tries to wrestle herself out of my arms. "THE FUCK IS YOU TWO'S PROBLEM" she shouts. I move next to her ear "let me deal with this" I whisper. She goes upstairs and I turn to my old childhood friends. I chuck a box of tissues in George's direction. "Sort out your nose" I say. He catches the box and starts to clear up his face. "What the fuck is you twos issue?" I ask them. I look at the two adults in front of me and for a second I remember when we were close as kids. "What's the problem? John you've changed ''Penelope says. I laugh "yeah no shit I've changed. I haven't had to deal with twos bullshit. I haven't had George telling me about how he only wants to fuck you cus you look like your sister and your sister won't have him back. I haven't had to listen to you trying to make everything my fault. Guess what without you two cunts I'm happier. I've found someone I really care about and you two seem intent on fucking that up. I don't give a fuck about our history anymore cus you two have always been dicks." I say. Penelope looks hurt. She sighs and then I watch her push George into my bookcase. "Fuck you" she says to him. He falls to the floor and just sits there. she then turns to me. Her eyes are watering. She glares at me. "So that's it huh. That's how we're ending this after all these years." she says. I nod my head. "What you thought you'd see me in a casket at the end of the story" i say. She nods her head. "Your twisted Penelope. What I ever saw in you I don't know and just for the record you nearly won. That's how I met Lucy so you trying to kill me saved me. Now get out ''I say coldly. She glares at me for a second long then turns on her heel and leaves. I look over at George. He's a bit of a roughed up mess.

"You've been drinking again, haven't you?" i say to him, He nods his head. George was 3 years sober after a drunken car accident. I look at him crumpled on the floor against my book case. "You look like shit. You should go back to rehab." I said to him, He looks at me. "Fuck you john." he says. I pull him to his feet. I look my childhood best mate in the eye. "Fuck you" i say. I punch him in the stomach he doubles over. He starts gasping for air for a second. "I can't believe after everything you'd side with Penelope. After all the shit she did to you when you left her sister. I know you worked your way into her pants but what did that get you a crippling alcohol addiction that nearly killed you. I'll never forget the day 3 years ago when you showed up at my door covered in blood. I'll never forget how I helped you. I didn't have a proper grasp on my own life but I tried to help you with yours. I helped you get sober when I couldn't and this, this is how you repay me.'' I said to him coldly. He looks at me. His eyes are filled with tears. He swings a punch at me and catches me in the jaw. I drop to the floor. "Don't you dare do that to me john. I watched as you tore yourself apart. All because of Penelope. I stuck by you for that shit, I'll admit yeah I could've done more to help you through it but I didn't cus I knew you wouldn't want my help. Your a vain stupid cunt who's to proud to admit he fucked it. You fucked it with Penelope. You fucked it. No one else. I fucked her cus you didn't fly to new York sooner." he says. I look him in the eye. I swing a punch at him. I catch his jaw and then follow it up with a punch to the gut. "New York. You're so proud of ruining your friend's life. Get the fuck out of my sight you cunt" i say. He gasps for air again and then he swings for my face. Catching my nose. I feel the blood start to pour out. "Go fuck yourself john" he says. he turns and leaves through the open door.

I walk over to the door and close it. "John, are you okay?" Lucy says. I look up at the stairs and see Lucy sitting on the stairs. "How long were you there?" I ask her. I walk over and sit next to her. "The whole time" she says. I rest my head against her shoulder and start to cry. "no. I'm not okay. I did so much for them. Over the whole 20 odd years I've known. I helped George through addiction. I helped Penelope through suicide. But they never did anything for me. I thought I could trust my friends. I thought they were my friends" I say. Lucy wraps her arms around me. "Fuck 'em john. Just fuck them. They aren't worth shit to you. They are just shit people who fucked with someone else's life for fun. And they are cunt's for doing it" she says. We sit on the stairs for a few hours just holding each other.