INCIPIENT

eight - CHRIS

Tirsdag 16:20 | Tuesday 4:20 pm

Chris

"Bro are you sure?" William asks as he props his feet on the coffee table and hands me a beer with the cap already off.

I contemplated what I was going to say next as I stared at the bottle in my hands, the coldness of it numbing my fingers.

"I... think so. What else could it be?" I ran a hand down my face in frustration as I propped my feet on the coffee table too, mimicking William's position. I took a long sip and as I felt the cold liquid running down my throat I realized that this was what I needed. I needed to get drunk.

I had been home attempting to do my homework, but William insisted I come over so we could talk in person, so here I am, at William's apartment.

"I don't know man. No matter how hard I try to picture you in a serious relationship I can't. It's just not you," William turned off the television seeing that we weren't paying attention to it, and focused his attention on me. He chugged the liquid that swished in the bottle and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

"It's different this time," I insisted as I took another sip of the beer. It's different. I knew it was.

"Then make it happen." He was right. I needed to make this happen, but was I sure? Was I really sure that I wanted this? "But don't come crawling to me when your heart gets broken," he laughed, an almost sarcastic laugh like he couldn't believe I was going to try and get in a serious relationship. What's up with everyone doubting me?

"Fuck you," I laughed alongside him, but deep down I knew that I didn't want to get my heart broken. I was afraid of what would happen if I allowed myself to fall too deep, too much. It was something I never let myself feel because I didn't want to get attached. I am— was — allergic to commitment, but now I think I might not be anymore. I wasn't serious with Lisa, Lily, Brianna, or Iben all of whom I'd been in a "serious" relationship with. I was never loyal to any of them.

"The thing is though," I said after a moment of silence, "there's this Lukas guy and I think he's trying to get at Eva," I rolled my eyes, "he's really fucking annoying."

William bursts out laughing, his eyes getting smaller and teary eyed as he continued to laugh at me.

He wipes the tears from the corner of his eyes and apologizes, "Sorry," he smiles. He shakes his head, the grin never faltering, "That Lukas guy? Really? Fuck, Chris, you really do have the hots for Eva," he smirked.

"Shut up," I rolled my eyes at him and chugged my beer. I grabbed another bottle from off the table and chugged about half of it.

"Wait," William looks at me, his eyes wide, turning his body to face me, "What's his last name?"

I shrug my shoulders, "I don't know and I don't care."

"I let in a new member into the Riot Club.. we've got a new penetrator and his name's Lukas," he makes a face and grabs another bottle of beer and almost finishes it all in two gulps.

"You're lying," is the first thing that comes out of my mouth. "You're fucking with me," I point my finger at him accusingly.

He shakes his head. "I'm not. We needed a new member after Aleksander moved schools or else we would have been forced to contribute more with the money."

I understand why he did it because I sure as hell don't want to pay more, but why him of all people? There's a bunch of other guys who would gladly take Aleksander's place. In fact, many of them even offered to pay more than was necessary because they wanted to be part of the infamous Penetrators.