To Love A Punk

Chapter Fourteen: A Bottle Of Scotch, And No Regrets... Hopefully

To Love A Punk

Chapter Fourteen:A Bottle Of Scotch, And No Regrets... Hopefully

Karen looks at Sid, and gives a nervous laugh. She then turns around quickly, so quickly in fact, she nearly trips over her own feet. Sid notices her attempt to get away, but urges her to stay. Karen has been crying , and her eyes are still puffy, Sid observes this and does his best to comfort Karen.

"Have you been crying?" Sid asks. getting out of the bed.

"Yeah. I suppose, I have. My boyfriend broke up with me." Karen says, forcing herself to hold back another river of tears.

"Well, why the fuck would he do that? You're gorgeous!" Sid smiles.

"Do you really think so?" Karen blushes.

"I do. I think you and I need to have a little fun. Hand me that bottle of scotch." Sid requests.

Karen never had been one for hard liquor, but nevertheless, she did as Sid so kindly asked. If there was anything that would make her forget about Joey for a while, scotch would surely do the trick. Karen thought twice about her decision, but ultimately decided, that a little fun never hurt anyone.

Sid drinks from the bottle for a long while, until Karen nudges him, urging him to share.

"Ok. Come on, give it here." Karen says, and Sid does just that.

Karen takes a sip, and almost spits out the scotch. After all this was not the Boones farm strawberry wine cooler that she was used to. She doesn't spit it out though, she swallows, it ignoring the foul taste chugging even more of the vile drink. Now the scotch has went straight to her head, and the room has begun to spin.

Karen took a few more sips of scotch, and even that was going beyond her limit. She was already starting to feel overly comfortable with Sid. She wasn't sure what exactly it was about him. She did know however, that the scotch certainly made that British accent of his, a hell of a lot sexier. She takes a look at him, and there he is, shirtless, and gorgeous. There she is, newly single, and oh so, drunk.

"God, you're hot!" Karen blurted out, without thinking.

"Thanks. I think so, too." Sid says, lighting a cigarette.

"Oh, I wasn't supposed to say that out loud! Shit!" Karen says blushing.

Sid takes his hand, and caresses karen's cheek. She smiles at him, as she moves her head closer to his. As Sid runs his fingers through Karen's hair he presses his lips to hers. Karen moves her hands passionately all over his bare chest as the kiss continues.
Once the kiss had ended, they each were left utterly breathless. They then begin to rip off each other's clothing. Unfortunately, they are interrupted by a knock at the door.

Karen covers herself with a blanket, and Sid quickly gets his pants on. Sid opens the door, to find Dee Dee Ramone, standing before him.

"Hey Sid, we've still got lots of time before the concert. You should come to this club with me." Dee Dee says enthusiastically. His enthusiasm then begins to gaze away, like a cloud passing by.

"What's the matter? You seem to have cut yourself off." Sid says.

"Nothing. It just looks like you're busy, that's all." Dee Dee says, looking over and Karen.

"You don't have to run, and tell Joey, he dumped me." Karen tells Dee Dee.

"I know. He told John and I, before he did it." Dee Dee says, walking away.

"So, where were we, before we were so rudely interrupted?" Sid says, smiling seductively at Karen.

"Hold on a sec. Got anymore of that scotch?" Karen asks, wiping a fresh set of tears from her eyes.

Sid hands Karen the bottle of Scotch, and she chugs the rest of it.

"So to answer your question, I think we were right about here." Karen says, pulling Sid on top of her and kissing passionately on the lips.