Fighting

Messed up

                     ~Curtis~

I walked out of the meeting and straight for the bar. I had to get away from these thoughts, I had to forget, I have to move on but is it really possible, is it possible to forget such a thing, is it possible to move on and most importantly do I want to? Arriving at the bar I saw one of the prospects hitting a joint I walked up to him and took it away grabbed a beer and sat at a booth by my self. I didnt really want to think but it was impossible to stop, my brain was on overdrive. Alert searching for threats remembering that awfull night making me dizzy or was it the joint? By the time I stopped thinking I had already had a couple of beers and 2 joints by my self. I got up and headed to my bathroom I was in desperate need of a shower.

After my shower I laid in bed enjoying the silences thinking if I should go get something to eat before crashing so I pulled on a pair of jeans and headed for the kitchen, Andrea was there baking. Perfect didnt even have to do anything to get a snack she saw me walking in and studied my face for a bit before speaking up.

"What happend?"

I looked at her and she looked concerned I sat on a stool."What do you mean?"

"You look awfull?"

"I'm good" I said as someone walked in the kitchen I looked up to see him there standing by the door looking at me. I looked away when Andrea talked again.

"Mentiroso. Como si no te conociera, te conosco desde la adolecensia no me mientas. Sabes no me gusta q me mientas!"

I laughed a little because I knew she was already getting irritated, that's what she does she starts to ramble in Spanish most of the time I dont know what she says but I've picked up a few things over the years and that i understood.

"Look Andrea, I'm fine baby I swear. Dont worry I'm just a little tired."

"Is it him again? You thinking about him aren't you?" I looked back to the door seeing that Bullet was still there he cocked his eyebrow and leaned against the doorframe obviously waiting for my answer I looked back at her when I heard her speak again.

"Curtis you need to talk about it, it doesn't have to be me but you have to talk about it I dont know exactly what happend but I know it's bad enough to mess with your head so before it gets worst find some one. Even a stranger but talk." As she spoke she rounded the island and walked over to me and put her hands on my face.

My eyes were now watering, Great now shes gonna make me cry, Bullet is here what's he gonna think about me now the next Pres of the Diablos is breaking down I need to pull my self together. I straightened my self up got of the stool and went to the fringe for a beer when I looked back around Bullet was sitting next to Andrea watching me.

"So Bullet, how do you know my dad." I asked I didnt miss Andrea's frown when she noticed I was changing the subject. Bullet looked up from his phone and looked between me and Andrea back and foward. Yes I'm talking to you is it that surprising come on dude what are we children? He settled on me and shrugged his shoulder.

"He helped me out a couple years back." Was his short and vogue answer.

"So you're paying him back?" I asked hopping to get something out of him come on at this point he knew way more about me then I did about him and i wasn't liking that. Plus I was high and feeling chatty

"No I'm just helping a brother out. Plus you said it yourself this is your business not his so im basically helping you out."

"I never said that." As I said that my mom walked in to the kitchen looking very cheerful.