Cracking my eyes emerging from my coma glancing over at my clock it's 3:35 A.M. the covers on my chest are soaked but Storms there my minds extremly foggy thinking how that can be.... after thinking for a minute oh no this is my fault I tell myself I reach up to other my hand around her forgetting it's extremly damaged tears streak my face instantly hurting so badly but fuck me cause wincing but I'm can't wake her wanting to yell all I can do is whimper and cry hard so I use my other hand to put around her she nudges but otherwise stays asleep checking my clock again my minds less foggy now damn I've been out 22 hours she's probably been up so ima just let her sleep so I keep quietly balling my eyes out trying not to move my chest very much knowing I shouldn't be cause I'm already dehydrated but it's my fault she's like this I tell myself and I fall asleep when she starts moving onto of me I say quit moving I'm trying to sleep I let you sleep cause I came out my comma at 3:35 its 6 now so sta.... she cuts in I don't know whether to be pissed you didn't tell me your out of it or to kiss you for not waking me.. hey I cut back in you come first.. then me I say... NO!! She cuts in its my fault... no it was an accident I reassure her and it don't matter now I say.... I almost killed you dumbass she starts crying again.. hey nothing can kill me I say well unless that nothing is Aadrions meat chop then we gotta make an exception cause that things lethal I say... she brakes down.... well dammit I think here we go again let's see if I'm any good at fixing something that is fragile like this well I'll give it my best shot..... here I say how about we go for a walk.. walking always makes me feel better I say (about to stand up) I almost face plant grabbing the dresser for stability.. lay down she demands.. nope I say plainly been there for a long time and eve though the rooms spinning I'm (finding my to the closet opening a hatch in the wall) stopping in mid sentence finding my balance and loving the empty Oreo package across the room who the he'll put the damn empty package back in there I say walking to the door stumbling into the door frame catching myself for balance... th fuck you think your crippled as is going she demands me to tell.... to kick some ass and get some cookies I say we don't have none I already looked oh trust me you don't know nothing I say... I probably look wasted as fuck walking down the hallway all over it not being able to walk straight... as I make it into the kitchen I pull open the draw and press a button far back where you can barely get to and my cookie collection pops out from behind the microwave and storm walks in.... how and where do you get that many damn cookies and why she says I tab a huge ass cooking pot and pile it full woth 10 packs of cookies and grab my peach teas and good thing this things on a timer should be closing in a few moments... told yo ass I can live without no damn cookies now let's go to the room eat cookies have sex listen to music or game or something... but first I want some cookies I say.. no what you need is real foo... fuck you I cut in I want cookies I'll eat something else later... we head to the room and we music and make her watch me eat cookies....
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