Black Blood

Your dad?

Stumbling across the bedroom,I fell into the bed not feeling a thing. Besides the strong buzz of alcohol. Landing into the mattress,Kris was already in bed asleep and didn't want to be disturbed. Covering my mouth from making any noise escape,I tried carefully to put my self in bed properly but it didn't work so well. "Will you stop moving so much?" A deep voice grumbled from the right side of the bed making me stop in my current position. "My apologies." I mentioned to him making him sit up. "What?" Great. He knew something was up. I never say that. "Why do you smell like a bar?" Kris exhaled sharply. "Uhm.." I laid there silently. "Look,he was my son too. But that doe-" "But who took care of him most of his years? I did. who was there do him most of the time? I was. You were never there! That's all I wanted from you was for you to be there for him but no,the one time you was there was the day he died. You were his father for a reason. Not his friend." Pushing myself up out of the bed as Kris sat there like I had just divorced him and I stopped before I closed the door. "I'm sleeping in the couch for tonight."

A loud noise echoed from the kitchen which woke me up from my sleep. Groaning my my massive hangover,I jumped up and stomped to the kitchen to see who was making so much noise. "Will you- oh..it's you." "Sorry." Kris apologized quietly and sadly. "I'm still half asleep. I made you coffee." He said and pointed to a freshly brewed pot of coffee. You slightly smiled as he handed me a coffee cup then mentioned that we two had the house to ourselves. "The others went shopping. I told them not to bother you,and I didn't want to go." "You didn't want to go?" I asked oddly and sipped my coffee. "What did you do with Kris?" He smiled for a moment as he glanced over at me. "Did you ever think maybe I wanted to stay here with you and have the house to ourselves for once? Like we used to." I looked down at my coffee and shook my head silently. "I did." He smiled. "That's why I said I didn't want to go." "But you love shopping." He wrapped his arms around my waist gently,looking into my eyes. "True,but not as much as I love you." Smiling,I say the coffee down on the counter then pulled his head down to kiss him. Just as I did,someone knocked on the door. "We will continue this in a minute." He smirked before walking away to answer the door. "Baby,it's for you!" Kris yelled then re-entered the kitchen. "Who is it?" I asked curiously. "He says he's your dad." Kris stood and watched my smile turn into a frown in one second.