Keep It To Yourself -Gallavich

Omlette ☀️

Dedications: bitch, me cause I'm actually fucking writing a chapter and that's some bullshit ass dedication right there.

"You two know what you want?" The waitress comes over pretending to be friendly.

She's not.

Ian starts to speak but I cut him off

"Two omelettes please." I say and hand her both menus.

She writes the order down and takes the menu.

"You got the same thing I did?" Ian says

"Yeah. I made a last minute decision."
(A/N: I'm having the worst spelling issues so y'all fuckers better hold the fuck on)
Ian nods his head slightly and looks out the window.

It's still early so there's not many people walking by.

Mostly cars on the streets.

I hear a ding behind the counter and look up.

Its not our food. Fuck.

I drink some of my coffee and Ian looks at me.

"So what exactly are we going to do in Florida?"

I put my coffee cup on the table.

"Um...get a hotel, and go to the beach as many times as possible...and...buy whatever the fuck we want."

Ian smiles and puts his head down.

"Sounds looks a great idea."

I put my hand over my chest

"Oh I fucking know it is."

The waitress walks back over and this time has our food.

"Would you like anything else?"

"No thanks." Ian says and she walks away.

We start eating and eventually we are finished.

We sit there for a while after we are done just talking about random things.

"I have to go to the bathroom." I say and get up.

As I'm walking I feel my stomach start to feel funny.

As soon as I enter the bathroom I spit into the sink.

And, like I already knew was going to happen, blood came out.

This time, a lot.

I spit into the sink about three times each time with more and more blood coming out.

"Fuck." I turn the water on and rinse it all down the drain.

I grab a paper towel and wipe my mouth and then I wash my hands.

I stand there for a minute to make sure the feeling has gone away and I leave the bathroom.

I sit back at the table and Ian is looking at the check.

He starts to pull out his wallet but I already have two $20 bills on the table.

"Beat you" I smirk at him and stand back up.

He stands up too and I walk out while he says goodbye to Fiona one last time.

I get into the car and start it and so does he.

"Ready?" I ask while he puts his seatbelt on.

"Hell yeah." He says

We drive back to the house and grab Titus and let him sit in the trunk on top of a blanket.

Im lost

❌stay ok❌