Still Jason's P.O.V.
When we got to the van, we just jumped right in, closed the door and drived away.
I still held Mary in my arms, she looked soo tired. She looks like a baby. An angel. Ahh... I I don't understand since when did this happened.
"Aye! Jason, you aight there bro?" Chris asks.
"Yeah"
"Woah... what happened to Mary? Is she aight?" he adds now crawling towards us. Still, I didn't removed my eyes from her. How did she managed to look so hot even when theres dirt all over her? He grazes the back of his hand on her dirtied cheek and I had the sudden urge of slapping it away but, don't do it bro. It's just totally wrong and he and the rest are probably gonna laugh at you for being such a sap.
After I took a long deep shower, I put my boxers on. Too lazy to wear a shirt, and it's too hot. I tried to turn on the tv. But it ain't turning on. I guess this blackout's gonna remain the whole night. I dropped myself on the bed then closed my eyes. Hopefully, so I could fall asleep. No, you cannot. No, you cannot. You're such a jerk! No, you cannot! The words kept echoing in my head.
*Knock knock* I walked to my door. Who is it this time. Damn! Thought they all knew how tired I am. Fuck! Whoever this is--
"Jason?" Didn't think she would ever come here though. She still seemed tired and messied.
I breathed in and out then, I am calm. "Yes, Princess?"
She rubs her eyes much like a child as well, "Can I sleep here tonight?" she asks. WTF? From anyone, I never thought she would ask me this. Is she drunk? She has gotta be drunk. There's no way in hell that she is sober and asking me if she could stay here.
"Yeah su--" I cut off when she hugged my torso. I walked backwards towards my bed but she still didn't let go.
I tried to pride her off my torso so she could lay on the bed. No dirty thoughts, Jason. She finally layed down on the bed. She seems to be asleep. Right? I sighed. I'm thirsty. I was gonna walk out of the room but before I did, a tiny hand grasped mine and pulled it back. "Mary, I'm thirsty. Let. Go." I said.
She looked at me with sad and scared eyes. Hold on a sec. She's afraid of the dark! I wrapped my arm around her and she did the same only around my torso. She inhales deeply and she smiles against my chest. "You smell good. Hihihihi..." she giggles. Yup, there it is. She IS drunk.
"Hey! How many drinks have you had?"
"I don't know what you are talking about." she smiles and giggles again.
We finally reached the kitchen and left her to sit on the chair but she keeps coming back to me. Jesus! Is this what this girl is like when she's drunk? "No... don't leave me. I'm scared." she says pouty.
I took a bottle of water out from the fridge then drank from it. "What are you so afraid of that you won't even let me go?"
"It's dark in here!" Oh.. okay.
I gave her the bottle and made her drink from it. She has too or she's gon do get a huge hangover. She finishes the whole bottle and she falls to the ground. Fuck! She's all knocked out. No choice but to carry her to your room.
I laid her down on my bed and tucked her in. She slid in the blankets and smiled warmly. "Jason?" she says waking up again.
"Yes? What?"
"Please lay with me? I'm scared." she says pulling the covers closer to her.
"Ehh... sure. Why not?" I laid down beside her and pulled the covers closer to me as well. She looks at me smiling softly.
As the night goes darker, and colder--- She looses her smile and she begins to shiver because of the cold. So I scooped her body closer to mine. It's called body heat. She'll appreciate it. A "Mmmm..." escapes her lips.
I don't get it though, from that small moan of hers is already driving me insane. Stupid teenage hormones. She starts to wrap her arms around me and she seems to be starting to kiss my bare chest. What is this crazy teenage girl dreaming of/about? Dammit!
