The Heart Break Vacation

Oliver

"Blane there is a pounding in my head so I would appreciate it if you would stop creating an awful symphony with your silverware" I growled, unfortunately that just made him even more persistent, in banging the sliver ware around, so I took it and threw it... Where not really sure but it was gone and that was all that I cared about.
              Charlotte stumbled into the breakfast room, she collapsed in her chair and laid her head on the table "I know to drink water...yet I never drink water... Why?" She grumbled "because water isn't sexy" Briar Pointed out looking at his reflection in a spoon, fixing his hair. "Well maybe someone should change that... Make water sexy..." She groaned, I started to rub her back, but then she sat up and glared at me.
"What were you two doing last night?" Briar asked raising an eyebrow, we both glared at him "you had a fight, didn't you" "no, we're fucking hung over, Briar" she snapped and then kissed me on the lips, running her fingers through my hair, sending waves of need and want through my body. She forced herself away and had this strangely angry look on her face as she looked at the twins, well that was before she left the table and disappeared for the next three hours.
                    "So what's next for my two idiotic adventurous brothers?" I asked as we played cards, drinking whiskey, in the lounge "I'm going to India" Briar stated simply, no pomp and circumstance, no plainly obvious hidden motives "why?" "Well during my various college experiences, I did manage to actually learn something in my medical classes, and have obtained enough knowledge to be able to fast forward through certain classes and go to India, and be a physicians assistant, eventually working my way to be a doctor" I stared at my little brother in amazement "your joking, Blane, he is joking right?" Blane shook his head "he's not, he's dead serious, he won't even go on our Brazilian adventure after this cruise... so I'll be out there without my best friend, my twin, and I may die, and no one may know for a long time, but you know what you will feel it Briar, because we are connected, we have a bond, and you will feel my presence leave, but you won't be sure for months, and you will live..." Blane started cracking up "I can't even go on like that anymore" "so what is happening?" I asked confused "while Mr. almost doctor without borders here is off galavanting in India, I will be in Middle East reporting" "reporting, sightings of beautiful women?" "No, the war, I've had internships before, and now I have one with the BBC" "so you two..." I pointed at both of them "are, growing up?" "No, our fun is just going in different directions... these are our chances of a life time" "so no more college?" "BBC said they didn't care, just wanted someone brave enough... and who is more brave than I?"  "And I've always wanted to help people, and I have a knack for anatomy and chemistry..." "I fold" I muttered rubbing my eyes, laying my cards on the table "we were playing poker?" They both asked at the same time. "I don't know what we were playing anymore"
                       With my drink in my shaking hand, I left the lounge, walking along, people running, laughing, smiling... it was all so surreal, I wasn't the one they had to be proud of, because the twins were finally stepping up, growing up... my petty break up with Charlotte seemed so... well petty... their pranks would stop, they would become real men, with real issues, like being shot at, or not enough medical supplies, famine, war, disease... all real world problems, problems that mattered, and where would I be? Sitting in a fancy office in California, New York, signing things, making sure a rich old man has his life insurance papers in order, finding the depreciation of a yacht... something so insignificant to the world as a whole...
                         Hearing music come from the deck above, I went up, to the dance club, flashing lights, sweaty people, holding drinks and grinding... it reminded me of the Jersey Shore, when my cousin went there as a joke for his bachelor party. Walking in, I felt calmed a little, getting more alcohol in my system I looked around, until I saw her, there Lotte was, dancing with another guy, flirting, the same way she had when I first met her, the signs of her flirting were easy to spot once you found them, she always started by dumbing her 4.0 self down to about a 2.4, acting a little tipsy. She then proceeds to laugh at anything remotely funny, putting her hand on your chest laughing, leaning in. Compliments start which is where she gets physical, admiring your arm muscles, she feels them, likes your abs, she walks her fingers up them... or down depending on how things are going. Running her fingers through your hair, stopping halfway through smiling , standing on her tippy toes, leaning in, she looks down and then back up biting her lip a little, staring at your lips... saying, maybe I shouldn't she waits for you to look a little disappointed, and then giggles something about you makes me feel wild or something to that extent. Watching her I saw her run her fingers up his chest, and couldn't help myself, I brushed past people, pushing them aside until I got to her "God damn it Charlotte I love you" I grab her by the waist kissing her, until the guy walks away. "What the hell?" She was gasping for air "what the hell to you too! What if someone has seen" "then I would of acted drunker, falling on them, calling everyone Oliver, Ollie, Olive oil, and other ridiculous Oliver related names, saying I loved you, and apologizing tomorrow, asking what happened" she stormed away, getting out of the dance club.