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7:43regret. it's the only word i can think of. if rose were to find out, i blew all of my chances. not that i had a chance to begin with, but that's aside the point. why do i do this to myself? i screwed myself over for good now... help.
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8:59
I hold a bottle of Jack Daniels in my hand, sitting atop the same play-set I met Rose in yesterday.
drink. swallow. drag. repeat.
"Mav, what the hell are you doing?" I look up and see Rose in front of me.
I sheepishly smile and shrug. "I fucked up, Rose. Ruined all my chances."
She climbs up the play-set and shrugs herself, taking the bottle and drinking it. "We all fuck up sometimes. What happened? Also, sorry I had to leave so suddenly yesterday."
I shake my head and sigh, looking away. "I don't wanna talk about it... I just messed up."
Rose rolls her eyes and leans back onto my chest. "I'm sure it wasn't a big deal."
"Yeah I guess", I mumble and take the bottle back, downing the rest of its contents. "Anyways, where did you run off to yesterday?" I try to change the subject.
She smiles. "I can't tell." Looking up at me, she quirks a brow. "Who was the brunette that showed up shortly after?"
I frown, wondering how she could have known. "Just an old friend..." I trail off.
Rose nods, seeming convinced. She doesn't continue to question, just pulls a book out of nowhere and starts reading it. I may be drunk, but I have no idea where it came from. "H-How?"
She shakes her head and smirks. "Don't worry about it, love."
I feel myself blush and growl slightly at my obviousness. I hear Rose giggle and I start to pout slightly. Se leans over and kisses my temple, over to my ear and whispers, "Bad boys don't pout."
I hum slightly in pleasure when she nips at my ear.
"Fine..." i mumble.
"Good." She whispers, pulling me to her. Closer, closer, closer. So close... She gently touches her lips to mine, slipping her fingers through my hair.
Rose's P.O.V.
I pull Maverick close to me and kiss him gently at first, slipping my hands through his hair. I don't care that he hooked up with his ex last night, and I don't care that I can't be with him. All I care about right now is that it's me and him, and no body else. I'm not being interrupted today like I was yesterday. I start to kiss him harder and deeper, grinning as his hands cup my face while we start breathing the same air. After a few minutes, I pull away, leaving his lips following mine. He pushes me onto my back and crawls over me, slowly kissing me deeply again.
Mav's P.O.V.
I grab Rose's small waist gently, resting my knees on either side of her. I open my eyes just to admire her beauty. The way her messy, silvery hair frames her face, her dark lashes decorated her big blue eyes that are squeezed shut. The small freckles splashing her face are a nice accessory to her pale skin. I grin slightly before humming in pleasure as she bites my lip. I could live this moment forever. Except it ends faster than I want it to.
Pulling away, Rose whispers, "Maverick?"
"Yes, love?"
In a low voice, she growls out "Cleo..."
My eyes widen and i sit up, turning behind me.
"Well, well, well, Maverick. Suckin' face with the local hippie?"
I roll my eyes and climb off of Rose, standing up. "What did you call her?"
"You heard me."
I sigh and rub my face. "Look, Cleo. It's over, okay? Forever. So bye bye."
Cleo laughs evilly and spins on her heel, leaving.
"By the way, how did you know her name was Cleo... I don't remember say-" When I fully turn around, Rose is gone. I sigh, realizing what I lost again today. I look over at the empty Jack Daniels bottle and pick it up.
Before I feel anything, I throw the bottle as hard as I can, standing as I hear it shatter. I light a cigarette and take a drag, starting to walk back home.
12.34
I let her escape again... Next time, I can't let it happen. If there even is a next time.
For now,
Maverick.
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