1 month and 1/2 later
Nashes POV
Lately things have been tight. I've been trying to get the money that I owe tanner, the dude who lended me a load of money to get this house. Plus ontop of that keep up with bills and everything. I owe him alot and I only have so long. I feel like the weight of the world is on my shoulders but it's all worth it when I see allisons face at night. To just lay down and see her bright smile. To touch her light coacoa skin and give her shivers. To listen to her laugh at my stupid retarded jokes. It's all worth it. I may be in deep shit but I have my silver lining.
I'm currently have my car parked in the driveway of our house since I just came back from selling those drugs to that crack head to get a little extra money. Allison dosent know and I don't plan on her finding out. Lord knows she'll flip out. I sight and open the door to my car getting out and unlocking the door to the house. It was extremely quiet and the dogs didn't run to the door. Odd.
"Allison?" I yelled out. Moments later I see a beautiful brown body walk out of the room upstairs.
"Yes?" She questions.
"What are you doing?" I asked putting the keys on the hook. I hear her groan and I smirk knowing I'm getting on her nerves.
"I was just finishing up some homework dad. Geez." She rolls her eyes walking down the stairs and I just admire her long legs in my grey shirt.
I clear my throat. "Damn right, where are the dogs?"
"There in the back yard." She crosses her arms as she walks to the kitchen. I follow behind her a lost puppy.
She walks Into the kitchen grabbing a gronola bar for a snack I guess.
"Are you going to make dinner?" I asked leaning against the counter.
She shrugs." I don't know."
"Please."I beg.
She sighs. "Fine. You hungry ass bastard." She mumbles the last part.
"What you say about me?" I raised an eyebrow approaching her.
"I called you a hungry ass bastard." She shrugs. I walk towards her and kiss her cheek.
"Your so lucky I need to take a shower." I say letting that slide even though I wasn't going to do anything.
I walk up stairs and pull out some boxers and a basketball shirt. I stroll over to the restroom and cut the water on after getting undressed. I slip into the shower and wash up and wash my hair. I. Pretty sure I was going to have to get my hair re-dyed again soon. I actually don't remember why I got it dyed anyway but I sure don't regret it. I also got a few tattoos that I don't regret. I actually like them. I finish up and step out of the shower and dry off. I slip on my shorts that I picked out and trot downstairs to smell somthing delicious. Mmm I bet allison is cooking.
"Yum! What are you cooking."
"Dinner! What do you think!?" She teased.
"Really?" I chuckle.
"Really. I'm joking. I'm making baked chicken and macaroni." She informs closing the stove. I moan. She knows that's my favorite.
She walks past me and into the living room. She takes a seat on the couch and once again I follow behind her. I drape my arm over her shoulder and she snuggles into my side. We cut all the lights off and watch some spongebob. I don't understand. No matter how old I get I problably will never get over watching spongebob. Who doesn't like spongebob? It's the best. 30 minutes into the show allison gets up and announced she was going to do laundry. I nod and I get up to let the dogs in since I could hear them barking and it was getting really annoying. I open the sliding door and they run straight past me and up the stairs.
"What? No hi?" I pout to myself. My own dogs don't even tell me hi anymore.
I huff and walk into the kitchen since my stomach was starting to growl. I was in the middle of scanning the pantry when allison walks in. She starts to slam stuff around as she was adding spice and stuff to the chicken.
"Allison why are you slamming stuff?" I ask confused.
She shrugs her shoulders violently and I shake it off. It's probably that time again when her roses are being painted red. I walk out of the kitchen not wanting to piss her off even more. I go back to watching TV. Moments later she walks in and takes a seat next to me but she seems a little more distant. I put my arm around my shoulder but she shakes it off. I smoothly slide it back on but she just shrugs it off even more violent. Alright now somthing really wrong with her.
"Allison tell me what's wrong?" I asked trying not to get frustrated. She knows I have a short temper.
She looks at me with disgust. "You've been smoking pot haven't you."
I furrow my eyebrows and try to think about where she's getting this from.
"Dont play stupid with me nash. I can smell it in your clothes. It's been going on for about a month now." She spat.
"Baby w-" she cut me off.
"Dont call me baby. I don't want anything to do with a pot head." She says getting up and walking away from me.
I quickly stand up and grab her wrist."What has gotten into you?"
"Common sense nash. It's about time I realized." She says snatching her hand away from me. She's really starting to get on my nerves.
"I haven't been smoking pot allison." I say firmly try to not let the rage pass through.
"Then why do your clothes smell like it huh? How come every day you come home from 'work' You have to take a shower. How come you've been acting really stressed and off. It's about time things have surfaced and your exposed now. My eyes are open and there's nothing you can do about it now."
That really pissed me off.
"Shut the Fuck up allison and stop being a bitch!" I yelled. "Quit thinking you know everything and listen. I haven't been smoking pot I'm selling it. I need the extra money because incase you haven't notice the money has been tight!" I shout and immediately wish I could take that back. I wasn't expecting to tell allison atleast not like this.
She looks at me blankly and I sputter not knowing what to say. "All- I- -wh-"
"Just shut it nash." She murmurs and walks up the stairs. She stop before going all the way to the top.
"And by the way, dinners ready you can help yourself you drug dealer." She spat. Every last word dripping with disgust.
I sigh and put my head in my hands as I sit down on the couch. I run my fingers over my face and run them through my hair.
This is utter shit.
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