The Bartender & The Drunk

Chapter 18

I woke up, the sun lighting up the bedroom. I inhaled deeply, the smell of bacon and waffles filled my nostrils. I sat up quickly and then thoroughly regretted it. My lower back was killing me and felt like I had taken a tank in my anus. I groaned and looked over at the bedside table. There was a bottle of Advil, a glass of water, and a note. I picked up the note carefully.

Hey. Figured you might need these. Come to the kitchen when you're awake -Roman

I felt giddy when I read Roman's name. Man, was I really that in him?

I took 3 Advils and downed the whole glass of water. Steadily, I eased out of bed. With a slight limp, I walked out the room and to the kitchen. Roman was standing over the stove, red scratches covering his bare back. Seth was sitting on the counter, sipping something out of a mug. He glanced at me before doing a double take and smirking. I looked down at my chest to see it covered with with hickies and scratches. I gasped and Roman jumped. He turned to look at me and I saw his chest resembled mine. Except his was way more muscular and sexy.

"And I thought I had a rough night," Seth said smirking. I gave him a puzzled look.

"Seth I have to go," a thickly accented voice said from behind me. I know that voice! Sure enough, when I turned around I saw a familiar face. Sheamus. Gross, isn't he married? But that's none of my business...

"You can't stay for breakfast?" Seth asked pouting.

"Nah Livvie wants me to have breakfast with her. I'll be by later," Sheamus said walking over to Seth. He kissed Seth's forehead before heading out the door.

"Yeah. Later," Seth mumbled with a sigh. I felt bad for him. Sheamus was obviously using him and he didn't even seem remorseful about it. Roman walked over to Seth and rubbed his back gently. Seth leaned into his touch and I couldn't help the wave of jealousy that flooded my body.

Chill Dean they're just friends and Roman isn't even your boyfriend. But he did sleep with me. But that doesn't mean anything, does it?

"Dean, are you okay?" Roman asked looking at me as I stood in the doorway. I nodded stiffly before sitting at the table. They gave me weird looks before Roman went back to cooking and Seth went back to drinking his mysterious beverage in a cup. It didn't smell like coffee but there also wasn't any tea bags lying around his area. I glared down at the granite kitchen table. I could feel Seth's eyes on me but I refused to make eye contact.

A plate was placed in front of me. I looked up to see Roman smiling down at me.

"Thanks," I murmured. He simply nodded in response.

"Seth go get the girls," Roman said to Seth who stood up to go get them. When he walked upstairs, it was just Roman and I. There was a thick, awkward silence and I was upset that things were awkward. That's what I was hoping to avoid.

"I'm sorry," we both said at the same time. i chuckled uncomfortably while Roman just blushed and scratched the back of his neck.

"You first," I whispered.

"I'm sorry for yesterday. It was a mistake and I didn't mean to force myself on you," Roman said. My heart hurt. A mistake?

"Yeah. A mistake."

This is so rude of me. Horrible of me to start the New Year with a sad chappie I know. I'm sorry babes! But have a Happy New Year! I love you all so much! See you Monday!
Love y'all,
Aariana

P.S. I'm kind of emotional this is the last story update of mine for 2015!