High Buns, Suitcases and Cigars

High Buns Suitcases and Cigars | 29

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"What the hell did you do?" I growled, pushing Sawyer. Marnie was laying on the couch, still passed out as Gwen tended to her.

I pushed Sawyer again, knocking him into the table. Regaining his balance, he yanked my shirt towards him, bringing our faces close.

"I did nothing to her!" He growled.

"Then explain how the hell she passed out?!" I pulled back, looking over at Marnie. If she only fucking listened to me!

I stopped.

Why was I so worked up over this? Over her?

She, she isn't imp-

Oh stop playing games with yourself, you care about her more then you should Rowen.

Gritting my teeth, I made my way over to her and sat down, watching as her chest rose and fell with each breath. She jerked, before turning on her side and started to mumble.

Ah...ahh, Sa-Sawyer.. sawyer?

The asshole smirked as his name left her lips.

God... no, no stop! Rowen no! Stop, please!! Oh god, why? Why?!

She was flailing wildly as she lashed out from her dream, screaming. She kicked her legs, hitting Gwen in her chest. Marnie continued talking, repeating our names over and over.

I grabbed her hands, holding them down as I straddled her lower body. Leaning over her, I whispered into her ear to calm her down.

"Marnie? Marnie, listen to me, your fine. Your fine. Just wake up." I whispered, struggling to hold her down.

Eyes fluttering open, she blinked once, twice before softly saying, "Sawyer?".

I tightned my grip on her hands. Why him? "No, its me. Rowen."

She groaned before attempting to sit-up.

"Rowen?" She asked in wonder. Her eyes looked around frantically, looking at Sawyer, Gwen then me.

She suddenly backed up, eyes locked on me.

"Why the hell are you here?" She spat. "I don't want you here!" Her words stung, hitting me right in the chest.

I struggled to remain calm, to not lose my cool with her, espacially with people here. But she didn't have to say that.

"You know, I didn't ask to be here!" I retorted.

"Then leave."

"I came here because your were fucking missing Marnie! I expected you to be outside, waiting, but no, all I see is a empty chair and a suitcase. I panicked! I fucking thought someone kidnapped your ass. Yet you're here, with this asshole." I spat, glowering.

She crossed her arms, her eyes starting to soften. "No one told you to come here. And you of all people should be calling someone an asshole. You're the biggest one I know."

I glared, gritting my teeth. She crossed the line now. She crossed it a long time ago.

"And you're the biggest bitch I know!"

Author's Note: ....no words no words at all.