a great mess ✔️

RAD chap.4

-A few hours later-

I was anxiously sitting on the couch, waiting not-so-patiently for Reece to come back. He never runs away for more than a day and knowing him, he'll always come back to me no matter what, since he said that I was his home or something like that. Lyndsey and I gave up hours ago, we were too tired to drive around furthermore and actually it was somewhat useless since there's no trace of him everywhere we go. So I just came back home straight away and pray to God that he'll be back soon.

It was probably around midnight when I heard someone knocking on the door. I scurried over towards it as fast as I could, swinging the door wide open without seconds thought. There stood Reece, shifting awkwardly on his feet. But it wasn't an ordinary Reece though, blood on his shirt, a rose in his hand, and a stupid but genuine smile on his face. Is he fucking kidding me?

"Hey, George, why are you looking at me like that? You're looking at me like you don't know who I am" He said, chuckling softly. For heaven's sake, tell me this was just a prank.

"Ree... Reece?"

"Yes, babe, it's me"

"Wha- what happened to you? Where have you been? Don't you know how worried I was and your mum was? Are you fucking insane? Mad? Nuts? Or what? You can't just run away like that and showed up like this! Reece, you better have a good ex-" He smashed his lips abruptly on mine, instantly shutting me up. I kissed back hesitantly, gripping the fabric of his bloody shirt in my fist. He pulled away first, the same small smile still on his face.

"One question at a time, get it? I'll explain if you just let me in instead of looking at me like I'm a serial killer" I nodded my head at his words, hesitantly letting him in. He put his hand on the small of my back, guiding us back to the living room.

"Here's your rose. I know it's not a lot like I used to give to you, but that's all I can find at this time"

"Thank you" I grabbed the rose from his hand, careful to not scratch my hand with the horn.

"What's it with that look? There's something in the way you're looking through my eyes, but I can't put my finger on it"

"Are you- no never mind, where were you?"

"I was at a friend's house."

"Why didn't you tell us? Your mum was worried sick, it almost drives her insane. You left your phone, your car but you left no warning. Don't you know how scared I was?"

"I know. I'm sorry, it's just- I realised that my mum was right and I need to find a way to clear my mind somehow, I need time and place to think everything through, to process it into my thick head so I ran. I didn't think at the time that it'll worry you both, so I apologise for that."

"Why are you all bloody now?"

"I may or may not get into a fight my um... you know..."

"No, I don't know! Just tell me the goddamn truth, for fuck sake!"

"I get into a fight, with my drug dealer."

"Tell me the story!" I demanded sternly.

"You won't like it"

"I already dislike it, so better finish it off"

"Alright, so uh... I was at Beau's, we were getting high from joint and ecstasy but then this man burst into the door, asking for money. I've paid him, I swear but he keeps asking me for more money. I don't want to pay him, obviously, but he then starts beating me up and I fought back and then... and then..."

"And then what Reece?"

"Beau may or may not shoot the man" He mumbled it really quietly.

"Oh my god"