A Gingers Crazy Love

37: Shes an Irish girl...

*Sals pov*
I wake up, head throbbing. My stomach swirls and I throw up in the sink. I look at the time. 2am. I remember what Tolop did. I go out into Hellbents place. He's awake, on his laptop. What chu looking at? I ask. Themes for the Facebook. He says. He turns on the light. What happened to you? He asks. Tolop got drunk and he pushed me I yawn. Sal, I'll tell you the truth. I don't think he's the one for you. He's so stubborn and stupid. He tells me... Would you want to be my boyfriend?  I ask back. I nod. We can both keep dreaming. And I go to him and fall asleep in his arms. I wake up to him sitting next him. Dude, wanna go out with me tonight? I know a good place. Not too popular but it's popular enough I say, getting out his bed.  Any chance of getting a coffee in this place? I laugh. There is, but I'll make it he tells me and goes to the kitchen. I decide to text Nina.

Sal good morning sunshine, the earth says hello
Nina that's incorrect. 1) there's no such thing as a "good morning" and the earth doesn't say hello
Sal I'm at Hellbents place
Nina cool. Y?
Sal Tolop got drunk yesterday and pushed me
Nina is ure nose ok?
Sal I think so
Nina I recommend going to the hospital and getting it checked.
Sal k, mum. Btw, do u wanna hang out with me and Hellbent l8r?
Nina I'd like to, but I'm hanging out with Shima

Hellbent came in with the coffee. I'll go back to my place and get dressed I say through a sip of coffee. He nods and gets his laptop. He goes into the video I narrated. No negative comments, for once. They all say something like

Lovin her accent.
We need more of her
Salbent! I ship it
They need to narrate a video together

*Hellbents pov*
I can't believe Tolop would do that to Sal. She's pregnant and all. But she doesn't even to care, like usual. We're going to a place later. She knows where it is, but I don't. She's very mysterious. But I like it. She came back in, wearing black leggings and vest top. What happened in the group chat yesterday? She asks, going to my laptop again and putting on workout music. I'll check and I take out my iPad and read it. Tell me...did you bother checking it yesterday? I ask her as she's doing deep knee bends. No, that takes effort she replies. I show her the chat. Goopie won't be too pleased with Dolan was all she said before handing me back my iPad and jogging on the spot. I look at her. Do you really think you should be working out while you're pregnant? I ask. Just because I'm pregnant, don't mean I can give up on exercising she snaps back.

*Fast forward to seven when they go out*

Sal brings me atop a hill. See that star? It's shining, specially for you I say, pointing at the star. She stands up and leans against the tree. I get up and try and take my chance. I close my eyes. Ha she laughs and starts running downhill. I run after her. She stops in front of stage. I walk to her. Any foreigners here? Us Australians are always welcome to foreigners. Scottish? British? Irish? Says a man through a megaphone. Me and Sal stare at each other. Go on I smile at Sal. No, unless you do it with me She smiles back. She walks Straight up to the steps and I follow. She detaches the microphone from its stand. Hello. I'm Sal. I'm irish, and I'm gonna teach you some irish. Be prepared. And remember, be like us. If you don't know the words, don't stop singing. I don't say I'm better than anybody else, but blow me down if I ain't just as good. Are you ready? a haon a dó trí ceathair she yells into the mic. The crowd cheers. First you'll hear Star of the county down, then Rocky road to Dublin then Tir na nOg. The crowd goes wild. I don't know any irish songs, so I stay to the side.

*Sals pov*
I start singing the star of the county down. Near Banbridge town, in the county down, one morning in July, down a boreen green, came a sweet Colleen, and she smiled as she passed me; oh, she looked so neat from her two bare feet, to a sheet of her nut brown hair, such a coaxing elf, I pinched myself to see if I was really there. The crowd cheered with excitement. From Bantry bay up to Derry quay and from Galway to Dublin town no maid I've seen like the brown Collen that I meet in the county down the crowd yelled after I finished. Sing some more Hellbent yelled. Ok, time for the Rocky road to Dublin I shouted in the microphone.
In the merry month of May from me home I started, left the girls of Tuam nearly broken hearted, salute me father dear, kissed me darling mother drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother and off to reap the corn and leave where I was born, Cut a stout, black thorn to banish ghosts and goblins, A brand-new pair of brogues to rattle over the bogs, and frighten all the dogs on the Rocky road to Dublin, one two three four five, hunt the hare and turn her down the Rocky road, what follol de deh the crowd is enjoying it. So's Hellbent. He's clapping in time to the music. After I finished the Rocky road to Dublin, I sang Tir na nOg. I go off the stage. Well... Irish People certainly aren't as weird as we think the man says through the megaphone.

*Hellbents pov*
What did he say? Sal asks angirily, turning around. Nothing Sal, leave it I say and try taking her shoulders. She shrugs them off. She storms up to the stage and jumps on it. What did you say? She asks, advancing slowly towards him. Nothing he whispers back. Listen buddy. Irish are not weird. We are great craic. We have one of the most sexist accents out there. Never assume something about us that isn't true and she pokes him. She jumps off and moonwalks back up to me. Let's go she says. I put my arm around her and we start walking. We bump into a dude. Harry, stop stalking me, you weirdo sal screams. I'm not your daughter anymore. I look at her in shock. Nor Melissa is my twin my mouth drops open. Melissa and Sal? Are twins? She kicks him. He pushes her to the ground. I punch him in the nose. He pins me on a wall and punches me until I am knocked out.

*Songs mentioned are here if you want them*