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GOODBYE

MARILYN

I finished putting on my black chucks and fixed my hair. Can't believe I agreed on something so short notice, but I needed change, I needed to stop running from problems and confront them head-on. Colson really had a way with words and we were already back to where we started in terms of friendship, it's like I never left him in the dust all the years ago. I still hadn't seen Dub and Slim so I'm most excited for them, they're like brothers to me. Lost in my train of thought I hadn't realized Colson was calling me until the phone call was almost over, I answered it before the last ring.

"We're outside" he spoke simply, cutting to the chase.

"Okay, I'll be out in a minute" I replied just as simple

"Yup," he spoke as he shuffled through something, we hung up and the conversation was over before it started,

I nervously grabbed my converse bag and swung it over my shoulder before dragging my two small suitcases behind me. I stepped into the sun and shut my door behind me locking it, I  put the keys inside the mailbox for the landlady, or the homeless guy that lives in the backyard; hoping this bitches apartment gets vandalized. I looked up and Immediately I noticed the big black bus with the red words 'Lace-Up' on it, it was beautiful, I stepped off the porch as the doors opened.

"Mary Jane" someone called, I looked up to see Slim and Dub, I let go of my suitcases before Running to them and jumping into their arms, all three of us falling. They were my family no matter how long I've been apart from them.

"I missed you guys," I said, laughing at the situation. We were in a pile on the ground, I squeezed them tighter trying to regain my composure, I refused to cry. I picked myself off of the ground and brushed my legs off, I cheesed at both of them. We made small talk the entire time I was in complete awe of the two men in front of me.

"Kells is on the bus waiting for you," Dub spoke his nodding his head towards the bus, I nodded a tightened my bag on my shoulder.

"he's trying to make it look nice for you" Slim continued, holding in a laugh. It seems as though they have not changed not a tiny bit, It is good to feel like we're picking up where we left off.

"That's nice of him" I spoke dragging my suite cases to the bus, they were small so I knew they would fit in the compartment.
"can you guys get my bags they're really heavy," I asked sheepishly, they nodded and I dropped the bags at their feet, Slim told me he'd get the two small boxes on the porch as well, I thanked them quietly before getting on the bus.

"Honey I'm home" I spoke loudly after greeting the driver appropriately, I heard faint chuckling and Colson stepped out from what I'm assuming is the bathroom. He had two types of hair products in his hands, he sat them down and came over to me, He wrapped his arms around me and squeezed, he hugged me like it was the last time he ever could, lifting me off the ground slightly.

He questioned me about my job as he put me down on the floor. I explained to him that I had quit early this morning and that they were sad to see me go, but we're happy that I was moving on. I was sad to leave the girls, but I knew that they were all capable and easy to get in touch with. To celebrate my moving on we decided to have some shots.

A couple of shots in and Colson started getting handsy, it felt so good, it felt so right. When we were younger we were never into PDA, we never really touched each other in front of others, but now we were grown and shamelessly stealing touches.

"When's the last time you've had a real good pounding?"  he whispered innocently, pulling me onto his lap, my eyes widened at his terrible word choice. I stifled a laugh and blushed deeply, my voice getting caught in my throat, he really didn't waste any time.  "you seem a little uptight," He rubbed my shoulders, I squirmed in his lap, ready to slip off it. Slim and Dub were invested in a video on Slims phone, it sounded like a porno with a terrible plot. Liquid courage and stupidity ran through my veins, if I was sober I definitely would've made fun of his choice of words, what's an idiot.

"When's the last time we've fucked?" I whispered with a smile, I was definitely fucking with him now.

"Maybe three years ago" he spoke oblivious, the back of his hand running lightly over my cheek. I shuddered and held his arm,

"That's the last time I've had a decent fucking" I joked as I pulled his hand from my face and slid off his lap. I've had my fair share of sex, but no one compares to Colson, or to the memory I had of him in my head at least.

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A/N; Chapter 4 soon.

- Jay