Lonely Existence

The Spins

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Okay...why am I upside-down and staring at someone's legs and ass? I blink several times in an attempt to figure out if I am dreaming this or if I really am flung across someone's shoulder. I try to lift my head and receive an overwhelming wave of dizziness and nausea. I groan and grab a hold of the person's slim waist in a desperate attempt to get my world to stop spinning in circles around me.

"He's waking up," I hear Marik voice out. The individual carrying me stopped walking. Moments later, light lavender orbs came into my vision.

"How are you feeling?" Malik asked with a little bit of a lisp. I raised an eyebrow. His tongue must be swollen from the piercing. And honestly..was it really necessary to carry me? "Do you think you can stand?"

"I don't think that is a good idea, Malik. His grip around my waist is like a vice," I heard the hint of a wince in Marik's voice.

"Oops, I'm sorry," I muttered releasing my grip on the taller blonde; allowing my arms to fall limply around my head. "What happened?" Do I really want to know the answer to that question?

"You blacked out after your tattoo. Marik carried you from the tattoo and piercing parlor to the hotel. We are almost to your room," Malik answered. I felt my face heat up. Ra, how embarrassing. I passed out near the end of my tattoo. I do not recall the pain being that bad. It was probably a bad idea, but I struggled to get off of Marik's shoulder anyway.

"Hang on there turbo," Marik grabbed my waist and held me firmly in place, "Are you sure you are okay to walk? I don't mind carrying you the rest of the way. It is just down the hall a bit."

"Put me down," I snapped. Ugh. They didn't deserve that. They were just trying to help me. I sighed and in a calmer voice tried again, "I'm sorry. Please put me down. I should be okay." Aaaaand that was a lie. I felt so dizzy, but I did not want to be a burden on them any more than I already was. They gave up their room to watch over me for the night.

"If you say so," Marik commented wearily as he gently slid my body off of his shoulder and placed me on my feet in front of him. I stared up at his face and swayed forward a little. I tensed my muscles to regain control as I turned and took a shaky step forward towards my room. Malik positioned himself on my right side and Marik was on my left. They must expect me to pass out or fall over. Heh. They were right. I wobbled for a few steps and fell ungracefully to the side directly into Malik's arms.