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"what's wrong lei?" he asked with concerned. Honestly, I just wanted to talk to him. Ignorant dudes, get me so freaking messed up. You just don't understand. It went from great birthday ever, to can I just jump off a cliff? "uhm I really don't wanna talk about it" I mean I smell like I bathed into a big bowl of beer. which makes me wanna throw up. im soaking wet with beer. it's so disgusting. "can you tell me some jokes to make me feel better" i say with a cheesy smile.

"well I don't really have any good jokes at the moment" he keeps his eyes on the road. "sure ya do just tell me some" i look like a little kid who got candy after the water park. "what do you call a blonde with two brain cells?" he looks over at me for a minute then looked back at the road. "uhm a nerd?" i say like it was question. like I know. I'm a brunette. "pregnant" what? im so confused. "i don't understand that one bit, what if I'm the blonde with two brain cells? just because I don't get the joke? oh my gosh what if I'm pregnant?" he laughed really hard. i don't get why he's laughing? "how many drinks did you have? he ask serious. "one to many my friend, one to many" I winked at him, but I don't think he saw me.

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we got to his house, but I so out of it, it was hard. I had to lend a shoulder? is that what is? when you balance some of ur weight on someone's shoulder? or do they lend a shoulder? anyways, we got up stairs and he took me to the bathroom. that sounds gross. he sat me on the toilet lid. each way still sounds gross. "why do you smell like that lei? you stink" he crinkled his nose. how rude. "i smell like flowers and chocolate thank you very much" i gave him some of my three year old sass. "you smell like you lunged urself in a pool of beer" he looked at me so serious.

"i don't wanna talk about it but I got beer poured on me" I looked away. I mean to be honest it shouldn't be a big of deal, but the way he grabbed my hand, it was so tight, and when I told him no he laughed at me and poured his beer on me. ugh gives me shivers. "how are we gonna do this" DO THIS? WHAT? he wants in my pant oh no "lei I don't want in ur pants, you can barley walk more less dress urself" I look at him with the most confused look I can give him. "dressed? I don't have clothes here" I say.

"stay here im gonna go get you a change of clothes" he says. well I guess I'm staying here.

he came back with a shirt and some ball shorts. I take my shirt off and put on his shirt. "so you don't want in my pants? why?" I ask him. "not interested" he smiles. "not even if we were the last people on earth?" I says. "nope" he pops the "p" "not even if had the worst sickness ever?" he laughs. "lei just put pants on and go to bed." "i like when you call me that" lei is such a good nickname for me. don't I look like a lei? "whatever leilani" he just shrugs it off. "and sorry Joseph no pants is the lyfe" I say jumping into bed and dozing off faster about to be hibernating bear.

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