The Unexpected.

21 & Confessions

August 21st-22nd, 2015

I sat in the dinning room of chipotle.

It was 11:27 and I was waiting on Ryan to come get me.

All of a sudden I got a call.

They say we're losers and we're alright with that!

"Hello?"

"Babe! Cieara, are you done with work?"

"Yes. Are you okay? What's wrong?"

"I... may have had like 9 beers."

"Ha. I knew it. Well I'm ready. And you can't drive."

"I know... BUT Aaron is going to and I'll be there"

"Okay babe. I'll see you when you get here."

"Wait. Wait!"

"What?"

"I don't want to get off the phone."

"Okay?" I laughed.

"Ughh I have too. I love you. I'll see you soon."

•••••

Not even ten minutes went by and Ryan and the Van was outside.

With my dear in the front seat, face red, hair a mess and a big goofy smile on his face.

"Hey beautiful!!" He raised his voice a bit when I got in the car.

"Well hey there sunshine, uh how drunk are you?" I asked.

"I'm pretty toasted. But any way I missed you."

"Aw I miss you tooooo." I smiled and cooed from the back seat hugging him and his chair.

•••••

We all sat around the fire, as it's warmth battled off the insets for us.

It was Mr. Fullbeck, Brandon (Berden), his girlfriend Shannon, Charlie, and his girlfriend,her younger sister, and Aaron.

They all were drinking their Budweiser's, and I sitting in the lawn chair next to Ryan.

"Hey we should hook up the aux to your phone babe. Cieara. You." Ryan stuttered.

"Yea, okay." I agreed.

Why not it was his birthday.

We sat around the fire listening to what ever the hell he was playing. I was to busy just watching him and his drunken actions.

His baby blue eyes swam in a pool of a red river.

••••••

An hour or two went by and it was 1:40 something in the morning.

"Hey Ryan?"

He turned his head fast but his neck wasn't supporting it completely. Kind of like a newborn.

"Yes beautiful."

" I'm going to bed. I'm tired and I had a long day at work."

"So soon?" He got a little sad.

"Yea."

"Okkkieeee." He said and cheered back up.

I went inside and got into bed, making sure I took the good pillows.

Birthday or not, the good pillows are mine!

••••••

Ryan stumbled in around 2 in the morning. His dog tag (that's engraved 2•15•14 Ryara) rattling against his body, as he attempted to get up the stairs.

He turned on the light, I woke up and rose.

"H-hey, what are you still doing up?" He smiled, hair crazed.

"I wasn't. I was trying to fall asleep." I plopped back down, shutting my eyes.

"Oh. Oops. Sorry."

I heard a loud thud, and I immediately got up.

"Ryan are you okay?!"

"Y-yea." He said then started to laugh.

"Here Cmon. Were going to bed. Okay?" I told him rather than asked.

"Okay."

He threw off his red flannel and stripped down to his black basket ball shorts, and distortly crawled into bed, pulling the covers that were once mine onto to his near naked body.

I crawled in two, and taken my side and got some cover.

He immediately clung to my body. Arms and legs holding onto my side like he was a sloth.

His breath smelling of many beers.

"God I love you."

I took a deep breath, "I love you too Ryan but you need sleep."

And to brush your teeth because boy does that alcohol wreak.

"But I can't. Not with you beside me. With, with your no make up. And messy hair. You look so pretty baby."

"Thank you babe." I yawned and my heart melted a very tiny bit.

"Hey, I mean it. You are hot!"

He moved his hand on my belly.

I moved it back to my ribs.

"Don't do that."

"Ryan your drunk stop."

He lifted his head and looked at me removing all contact.

"I may be drunk. But I'm not trying to do anything okay. I touched your belly because your self concious about it an-and I wanted you to know that you don't have to be. Okay."

Now my heart melted a ton.

"Ryan I love you, but your drunk and its late. So please get some sleep so you won't be hung over in the morning." I said and kissed his forehead as I rolled over and tried not to cry.

Minutes went by and I wished him happy birthday once again in a whisper as I let him touch my stomach.