songs
679 - fetty wap ft. remy boyz
west end kids - new politics
the book of you - belle & sebastian
hotline bling - drake
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"so when did james hit you?" i ask cleo while clutching the adorable stuffed rabbit haru gave me. i'm almost afraid to hear the answer.
"well, he jokingly would hit me every once in a while. not that it's okay but if i said something funny he would punch me lightly on the arm . i didn't think anything of it until we got into a huge fight and he smacked me across the face."
i rest my hand on her arm and give her a squeeze of what i hope is reassurance,
"and then what happened?" she looks up from the floor with a boldness behind her eyes,
"I told him that it was Not Okay to hit me much less any other person. then i grabbed my things and walked out."
"have you spoken with him since?"
"no and i don't plan on doing it anytime soon," she yells,
"haru do you have any jack in this place?"
haru runs in lugging someone behind him,
"just this one." jack and haru crack up and i try my hardest not to laugh.
you see, philip doesn't drink. his parents were both alcoholics when they were younger and it took them years to fully stop drinking. so he just doesn't do it. cleo likes to pretend that she doesn't drink but after getting to know her better, i know she drinks a good bit when she's in a mood. i drink on occasion but only one drink.
all of that changed today.
"i haven't been this drunk since hiroshima," haru mumbles tipping back more wine. i mean if we got drunk, at least we were classy about it.
"hiroshima, my ass. your family lives on the coast dumbass. you weren't even born," jack throws back at him, taking the bottle.
"you don't know about me. i'm an old soul."
"i've never been drunk and shut the fuck up haru," philip finishes and we all lift our glasses, except jack lifts the bottle, and clink them together.
("you guys don't have to be so mean about it.")
i change the subject, "jack how's lili?"
his eyes light up and he sets the bottle down,
"she's doing really well. i actually have been thinking about how i'm going to propose."
"oh wow." i didn't realize they were that serious.
"marriage ruins lives. stay single and you can live forever. plus you can never score perrin if you get married," haru slurs.
"okay buddy, i'm cutting you off for today," cleo says while trying to take the bottle of wine away.
"but you caaaaan't"
"cleo," i call over to her.
she stops tugging on the bottle to look at me,
"yeah?"
"i know it's none of my business but what were you fighting with james about anyway?"
"you."
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an alternate title for this chapter was meet the roomates but damn me and my one word choices.
sorry that i've been behind for this book my wifi's been weird and i have to finish my summer work for apush... that does not mean i will not put my soul into this book though because it is there.
sorry for interrupting my pretentious writing with an a/n every chapter (((:
YOU ARE READING
since.
Short Story// since he's been gone, there's a cold side of the bed. since he left, I don't know how to handle myself. since he died, I died a little too. \\
