VIII. Shots

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-Gavin Reed——

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-Gavin Reed
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We hurry Elijah into the car and drive off to get him to a hospital. He groaned in pain every time we hit a speed bump. I grasped his hand in desperation to get his pain to stop. I didn't matter right now, but I was in pain as well. I had to sit and hear Elijah's pain. The sounds he made, make me want to cry in remorse.
"Elijah..." I whisper to him with glossy eyes. He was losing a shit load of blood. Of course my dad was pissed because it was going to stain his car seats.
He shook his head and clutched his shoulder in pain.

"Don't cry princess." He whispers back to me so my dad can focus on the road. I shook my head and rubbed his hand with my thumb.
"I'll be fine." He gave me a fake smile. My dad chuckled to himself and looked over to us.

"What?!" I asked him with anger filling my voice. He continued to chuckle without giving me a direct answer.
"Fuck off dad." I cursed at him with the anger that was deciding to park itself In my tears. Elijah mouthed to me to calm down. I rolled my eyes to him and sniffed away the tears.

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The doctors literally told me to go home. Like they escorted me out of the hospital. What the fucking shit? They allowed my dad to stay, but not ME! I'm gonna kill-MURDER EVERYONE!!! I look to my phone to see the time is around 10 pm. Instead of taking the car, I decided to walk right around the corner to 5th avenue for he bar.
"Wassup, pretty lady?" Gavin greets me with a drink in his hand. I flatten out my clothes and walk towards him with a determined smile.

"Hey, Gav." I have him his own nickname. It wasn't anything out of ordinary, but I'm bored of Gavin. I would call him prick, but I do want at least a couple free drinks. I bit my lip as he talked to another woman next to him.
"Twenty shots of tequila." I tell the bar tender with a raise of my hand. He nods and continued to mix his drinks.

"So, How was work." I try to make conversation before I get waisted where I can't talk. He shrugged and took a sip of his drink.

"Literally just looked at android corpses all day." He chuckled out. The bar tender brings me my shots on a tray. "Shots?" He asked while looking down at the trey.

"Mhm. Help yourself." I point to the tray and take my own shot glass full of tequila.

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"Mhm, go fuck yourself Reed!" I flip him off as I stumble out the front door. I held my side and fight my blurred vision. "DAD!" I called out of fear as darkness was the only thing to surround me. No no no no no no-

"Tal?" My dads voice filled my ears as I fell to the sidewalk ground. "Shit. I should've known you'd be wasted by now." He grabs my arm and helps me to my feet.

"I don't wanna know how Kamski is doing. No, I do wanna know how Kamski is doing."
I tried to help myself with my grammar and just thinking in general.
"Is he alive?"

"Of course he is. They wouldn't let that legend die." My father laughed at me and sits me down on a bench near an Android parking station. "Do you love him, Tal?"

"No. I don't want... I don't want a boyfriend. I don't want him." I reach out to my dad as I hunch over. "I want his friendship. He's fucking awesome. Like he's legitimately the most sincere person I've met in a while." I confess to him as I got light headed.
My dad sits next to me and lifts me up to look him in the face.

"Whatcha really want?" He asked as if he saw right through my lies. I was telling the truth. I don't want a-

"I want to kiss his mouth when he stares at me with his sexy blue eyes. When he holds my face in his hands it makes me want to explode into ten trillion butterflies. When he's being so god damn hot I just want to ea-"

"I think I get it Talia." My dad stops my rambling about Elijah. It's not fucking true. That's my drunk self talking. If I got the chance to kiss Elijah there's no way I would discard it, but I wouldn't do it on purpose.
I stared up to the night sky to see stars painting the sky with their natural glow.

"In a way I hope he doesn't want the same thing." Again, shut your mouth to myself. Why the hell do I let myself do this. I want Elijah to like me, but I don't want to like him back. It's almost as if I want him to be attached to me in such a strong way.

"I see. So you want to be shut down by a man that can't get any other woman than a fucking android? Seems reasonable..." Hank responds with a sarcastic tone.

"I-I." I was lost for words. It's as if I shut down. "I just want him..." Was I even lying anymore? Truly and honestly I didn't know what I wanted with Elijah. I've only just met him. He's a perfect being, which is a little strange, but in a way he's not perfect. He's imperfection at its finest. Just. Like. Me.

"Tal, I know what you mean. This man is a mess and you're here to fix him up. Don't be the rag he used to help himself." He spoke metaphorically. "He's currently got two bullet wounds in his body. He's alive but injured. All I can say is, don't get attached to this fucker. He's dangerous. I don't want my only reason to live die." He pulled me into his arms for a hug as my eyes chased the stars in the sky.

"Of course. I try my best to not fucking die all the time." I giggled out at myself.
"Why the FUCK did they kick me out of the DAMNED hospital!? For fucks sake!" I started to go on a rampage about the hospital.
"Like I'm here for someone that's literally dying! You let me in your fucking hospital before I sue your ass!"

"Talia, they kicked you out because you were yelling at the receptionist and telling her to suck your dick."

"Oh..."

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