It was Valentine's Day and I didn't have anything prepared. Yeah, I could just go to the drug store and get a rose and shitty card and call it a day, but I'm not that low. Kind of. I'd just get a thing of mac and cheese instead of chocolate. Girls like mac and cheese more right?
I guess it was fitting how it was raining today. It seemed like Mother Nature was crying because she was single this year. I should be relatable and tweet that.
I ran inside the house, I was kicking myself in the ass for not wearing a jacket with a hood, and leaned against the couch. If I was being honest, this seemed just like a scene from a horror movie. Guy forgets something important, goes out to get a rose and take out, and comes back to silent house and finds his wife dead in the bed with her jaw ripped open. What was the cause of her death?
Fucking dolls. Well a vengeful demon possessing her dolls.
The only difference was that in the horror movie they got a doll package and Kota never answers the door.
There was a little trail of paper on the floor leading up the stairs. Not roses. Actual paper scraps. It would have been romantic had, but it was Kota and the most romantic thing she did was plan a nice walk in the park for us. But even then, the walk was for Odie so I'm not sure if you could count it a date.
Whatever, I was gonna count it because we had some bad ass bread sticks and everyone knows that bread sticks are a must date food.
I sighed and picked up one of the pieces of paper. It said something like, "Ur a butt and a cutie". She always said I looked like a butt, no idea why though. I was fuckin sculpted by the gods themselves. The rest of the little notes were just as weird.
There were variations of "You're so cute what the fuck??????????? my actual love", "ur a poopy head & u stink like boy but u have a cute dog", and "I'd guzzler ur dick any day ;) jk no I wouldn't u have cooties". I'd say it was hard being with someone who was so childish but I did get a good laugh of out it every now and then.
Another difference from this and the horror movie was that sounded like something falling in the bedroom. So either the demon was making a mess before it killed everyone or Kota had just knocked something down.
I set the bag of mac and cheese down and opened the door to the bedroom. I don't know what I was expecting to see. Probably a bloody murder scene and I'd have to go on a hunt to find what had killed Kota with a cop who doesn't believe me. But it sure as hell wasn't her sitting in the middle of floor with her head in her hands.
It looked like she was crying, but there wasn't any sound coming from her. If this was a horror movie, you'd back the fuck away and never look back. But, just like traditional horror movie fashion, I walked towards her. I sat in front of her and grabbed her hands, pulling them away from her face. It didn't look like Kota was crying, so there's that I guess.
"Did you see a picture of a goat that was too cute?" She just giggled a bit too hard at that and her face turned a bit red. She just sat there laughing for a few minutes. I have no idea why the fuck she found any and everything funny.
She finally stopped and took a deep breath. I didn't dare say anything in case she found that funny and had another fit of laughter.
"I stubbed my toe on the bed, then hit my arm on the nightstand, then hit my head on the floor, then Between The Roses came on and I just felt so emo again you don't understand." I just looked at her weird. Does that mean she was crying? "And then I saw one of your ugly selfies and I fell again and started laughing so hard I couldn't breathe and cried." Well that solves that problem.
I helped her up and grabbed the food again. "Well, I got a sappy card, booze, and mac and cheese with bread sticks." She took it from my hands and set it all out on the chest thing at the end of the bed. Why the fuck that was there, I had no idea. "I also had a rose but I have no clue where that went so you're stuck with this."
She just shrugged and handed me some bread. I just shoved it in my mouth, all at once mind you, and sat down. For once Kota was the one looking at me weird. What, I wasn't gonna waste time eating it bite by bite and let it get cold.
I grabbed my laptop and opened up Netflix. "Horror movie and chill?"
"The only chill you're gonna get is because it's fucking below freezing outside." She giggled again and shoved a spoonful of mac and cheese in her mouth. Ouch, I was so hurt by that. I think I'll need to go to the hospital to get that burn checked out.
I rolled my eyes, turned on SAW, and shoved another bread stick in my mouth.
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Five movies in and I had to take a piss. Kota had fallen asleep a while ago and I probably should have too but oh well. I'll sleep when I'm dead.
By the time I got done, Kota was sitting up with her head in her hands again. I must have woken her up by accident. Either that or she was just waking up to check her phone real quick.
I sat next to her and paused the movie. "You alright?" She looked over at me a bit scared, like she hadn't expected me to be there. It looked like she was crying a bit too. "Nightmare?" She nodded and hugged my arm.
I grabbed my phone and pulled up pictures of goats for her. Why she loved goats and hedgehogs so much I'll never know. But whatever works for her I guess.
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♡ Or Will You Not? || Cody Carson {COMPLETE}
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