Fool.

24: smash

* Wyatt's Pov *

I stood with Arizona in front of the table with a picture of us in a neatly decorated frame. Next to the frame, was a bottle of Jack Daniel's. I really want a sip of that.

"Uh... Wha-" I started to say.

"Choose." She stated firmly. She stood still looking at the table. I looked down and saw the paint ball gun In my hand. "Okay... What's with thi-" she cut me off again. "Don't shoot the one you choose.... But shoot the one you turn down." He let out a sigh as she looked at me. I gave her a highly confused and questioning look. "Me, or drinking. I'm not going to stand around and watch you ruin your liver at a young age. You could do something reckless and... I don't want to be scared. I don't want you to get hurt..." She said, sniffling like she was about to cry. I looked at her sympathetically. Arizona's face turned into a serious one. "Choose" she told me again. I warped my free arm around her waist, pulling her closer to me. I lent down and kissed her, soft and passionate. I held my gun up, and shot something. Still kissing her.

When Arizona heard the gun go off, she looked up from me. Her eyes wide as she back at the table. I shot the delicious bottle of alcohol. That hurt.

She bit her lip and pulled away from me. She started to run towards my car, opening my trunk.

Shit I forgot to lock it.

"Ari?" I said as I walked up to her. She pulled out the bag filled with beer and walked over to the huge bolder on the field on top of the hill. She took quite a few steps back. With a bottle in her hand... She threw the beer at the rock. The glass shattered into tiny pieces as the beer spilled everywhere. I stood there, mouth opened. Shocked. WHAT THE FUCK IS SHE DOING?

She handed a bottle to me, then pointed at the rock. A huge smirk appeared on her face. "Are you serious?" I asked. I'm not angry, just shocked. That was a lot of money. "Dead." She took another bottle and threw it, giggling as it smashed. "Your turn!" She yelled.

I examined the bottle in my hand. I looked back at Ari, with a now disappointed look on her face. I want to make her happy. I want her feel like she can trust me and not worry. I don't want to put stress on her. I most definitely don't want to hurt her.

I threw the bottle at the rock, letting it just slip through my hands. It made a loud smashing sound and the beer splattered everywhere, a little bit hitting my cheek. That felt good actually... Made me feel In control. Arizona handed me another bottle. We threw the rest of beer together at the same time while We laughed our asses off.

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A/N sorry for the short chapter... But at least I updated. 503 words. Good enough.