Palimpsest

8

Exuberant 8
(Edited)

Exuberant ~ joyously unrestrained and enthusiastic

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October 16th
Veronica Greene

I took a sip from my flask, and watched a heated conversation between Charles and Katie, much like ones he would have with me when he was sober, I never spent time with him while he was under the influence. I never had a desire to see what a guy I took interest in acted like when he was drunk.

I was queasy, but I knew If I made a move now she would hate me for not letting her do what she felt she needed to. What I least expected to see was him raise a fist. I ran towards her but I was seconds too late. A crowd had begun to circle around them, one stubborn drunk guy stood in my path blocking me from saving her from the hit.

"Move out of my way." I yelled to the guy in the front.

"Or what? I got here first!" He grinned.

"I'm not here to watch the fight. Now move." I hissed shoving him out of my path

I ran out of the crowd and practically carried her out to my car. Andrew and Henry were a little ways behind only they weren't after Katie and I knew it. The both of them have enough common sense to knock Charles dead and leave him there over hitting a girl that didn't hit him first.

I told her to stay in the car. I knew she wouldn't approve but I don't care. I was going to tear this guy to pieces. Upon walking back in, there was a weak looking Henry sprawled on the floor. Andrew waiting on Charles to pop up from the ground again. Charles was out and his lights weren't coming back on for a while.

Okay so I didn't get to punch him, however I was satisfied with the results I did find.

"Boys lets go." I demanded. Henry popped up and waved then headed out. Andrew turned and looked at me. His face was calm and content. He smiled this smile that made me happy. He lead the way out of the gate, I followed behind him. He stopped past the gate and looked at me again smiling.

"Andrew did you drink?" I raised my brow.

"Neigh." He made this horse like sound and started galloping. I can't tell if he's completely wasted or if he's in a good mood and feels like being childish. I followed behind him pretending to ride my own horse because I was just childish. I caught up to him in time for him to yell Yee haw and hit the pavement. I fell over in the grass laughing at him. He turned around and smiled at me. Then picked me up bridal style and you could probably imagine the confusion on my face.

It was the most comfortable and uncomfortable thing I'd ever experienced. He's always been by my side but the thought of him being mine was weird to say the least. I didn't want him to be the one I fall in love with because that's my brother, thats how I've always seen him.

Knowing he wasn't actually my brother despite treating him as one didn't make anything less confusing. I felt like he would show me the world in a whole different light, teach me things I'd never know other wise. Most importantly I know he would be caring and straight forward. I know he's already so apologetic, guilt is not something he hides well. He's a pretty simple guy, wishing he was involved with the most complex girl he could have possibly picked.

I don't even understand me sometimes. What I know for sure is I'm terrified to pick the wrong one again. I'd rather wait till I know, that I know, that I know he's the one for me. I'd rather know the pain and ache I've been feeling in my heart wasn't for my childhood best friend who could do no wrong, and would be all to easy to fall for.

I'd rather it be some cold hearted boy that's not from the island that I have to teach the rules of the land. Then when he gets the hang of it then we do all the gushy stuff like get married or whatever.