High Off Love

Chapter 26

October 19th

"Guess who is turning nineteen today!" Toby yells to wake me up. "You are that's who!" He touches my shoulder which helps me wake up. "We have a birthday girl in the house!" The weirdo says a deep voice.

"Your pathetic." I turn over in the bed. The smell of biscuits and gravy fill my nose.

"Here's you some clothes. Come eat breakfast with me!" Toby cheers.

I slide the comfy clothes on that Toby picked out for me. Then crawl out of bed and Toby skips in the room. "Do you want to know what we are going to do today? We are going shopping!" He says in a girly voice.

"Please don't ever do that again." I giggle.

"Fine, but we actually aren't going shopping." He walks back into the kitchen and I follow.

A plate of hot biscuits and gravy are sitting on the counter ready for me to eat it.

"We will leave in about an hour." Toby says while taking a drink of water.

I hurry and eat the rest of my food. "It was really good, thank you."

"Anything for you babe." He gives me a kiss.

I scurry into his room and put on a great outfit, and brush my teeth. My hair brush slides through my silky dark brown hair.

"What have you been needing to get done, but haven't had time for?" My brown headed boy walks into the room.

"Would it be sad if I said nothing?" I ask.

He doesn't answer me. "Are you ready to go?"

"Yeah, where are we going?" I answer.

"I'll give you a hint." He puts his head to the side. "It has to do with art."

I forgot that he is extremely talented with a paint brush. My mind rushes to when I found out he is the the one that painted the paintings at the shop I use to spend most of my time at. I use to spend so much time there and I never knew who would paint the knew paintings. One time I was snooping through the shop and found unfinished paintings. I wasn't sure what they were at the time, but I knew I would see them one day, or sometimes I would never see the half painted painting again.

"I love art." I smile.

Unexpectedly Toby moves my hair from my back and traces over my tattoo. My shirt is cut low in the back so you are able to see my tattoo.

Chaos is an angel that fell in love with a demon

"Your not a demon." He says releasing my hair.

"Your not an angel." I kind of lie. He was my angel at the time I got it. We are chaos. If it wasn't for him I probably would have killed myself inside that rehab. He was my angel while I was a demon, and we were completely chaotic. Even though I don't remember getting the tattoo.

He gives me a sarcastic smile and grabs his keys from the counter. I follow him out the door. Step by step down the stairs we get closer to my surprise. My new car is still parked where I left it. He opens my door for me and I get in. I hope he isn't mad when he finds out I haven't told him about my new car.

"Looks like it's going to rain today." He says as he gets in the car.

I look up at the sky through the window. It's grey and cloudy. He starts driving.

"Are you ready to have to best birthday ever?" He asks putting his hand on my leg.

"Yes, I don't really remember that many great birthdays I have had." I need to say something sweet. "This is already the best one because I'm with you."