Summer Fling

Chapter 6:

Picture: Alexandra Ramirez

The ride back home was worse than when my brother made me smell his boxers. And he went 2 days without showing. You could guess what that did to me. A week long headache and my sense of smell damaged for life.
Ray who usually couldn't keep his mouth shut was quieter than my dead uncle. RIP uncle Tim.
Anyways, not going to lie, it kinda worried me.

The truck came to a stop and Alex's house was 10 feet away.
We sat there for 5 seconds. Not saying anything nor doing anything. Just sitting there. Quietly.
I wanted to crawl out of this truck and run as fast as I could inside the house to get away from this awkward silence and to get away from him. But I couldn't. My body wouldn't let me, cause I knew something should be said before I go and do that. There was unspoken words and  pending apologies crowding the insides of this Chevy but that wasn't exactly what I was waiting for. Cause that's not what was going to be said, at least not tonight.

"You could take a pizza if you'd like. Consider it even for dragging you away to buy them." Ray finally speaks up after what seems like half an hour.
The eternity that comes with waiting on Ray Prescott. And that's definitely said in more than one sense. Especially after tonight.
Waiting on him to order 3 boxes of pizzas, waiting on him to talk, and even way before that, waiting on him to reach out and call.
I don't exactly know what to respond or if I should even take the pizza. I think i'd be horrible to take the pizza after what I just did.
"Well consider yourself even then." I say grabbing the box of pizza he was handing me.
I open the truck door and slip out.
"oh and this is for taking 35 damn minutes." I grab another box of pizza from him and close the door behind me.
Felling the guilt settle at the pit of my stomach, I walk back and open the truck door once again.
"Sorry. Don't take it too personal." I don't give him a chance to answer as I close the door again and begin  walking back to the house.
Alright so I wasn't supposed to take the pizzas, hell I shouldn't even have taken one, but sometimes I do things without thinking. Yes I know it's not great and yes I know one day it's going to come back and bite me in my cheeks but right now, I don't care too much for one day.

It was exactly 12:44 pm and not an ounce of sleep was weighing down on my eyelids. Not a single yawn came out of my mouth and even the act of sleeping was considered rare to my brain right now. So I got up pulled the sheets of my body and tip toed into the kitchen. I poured myself a cup of water and began to sip it while looking out the window. It was pitch black outside except for the small lighting that came from the lights on the patio.
In a blink of an eye I see black figure running across the grass. It's way too big to be a squirrel and way too small to be the boogeyman. Thinking it's the sleep finally hitting, I rub my eyes and blink twice before looking back out the window.
The big black blob is now standing. I squint my eyes as hard as I can to make out what's going on. Either i'm high as fuck or i'm seeing two blobs now. I haven't smoked any weed or consumed any alcohol in the last few hours so i'm pretty sure i'm seeing two dark figures outside in the backyard right now. I feel my nerves sky rocket through the roof and my heartbeat go haywire out of fear. They've finally come for me. They're going to take me. This is it, i'm going to die. I'm going to-
What in the actual slutty hell?
You've got to be kidding me right now.
I go over to the light switch and turn the patio lights fully on.
I begin to cover my mouth to stop the fit of laughter threatening to come out.
Ty freaking Montgomery.
Out in the backyard is no serial killer or scary green alien, but a Ty Montgomery shaking his naked ass in front of my window. Levi Lancaster next to him waving his hand like a crackhead as he holds up an old cardboard box to cover his man parts.
A third person appears running speed lighting across the yard. Not running for joy but out of fear. Confused as to what the person is running from I take a closer look out the window to catch a glimpse as to what has this guy running like he had a a fused dynamite up his butt cheeks. 5 feet behind him is a running, barking pit bull. The figure turns his head back to see behind him. As he does this his feet tangle with one another and the figure goes face first onto the grass. I place my hand over my mouth in shock.  A naked guy is now laying outside on the grass with dirt in his mouth. Fortunate for him, the Pitbull's is on a short leash, forcing the pit bull to stop. While the pit bull is having World War 3 with his leash and barking as if steak meal depended on it, I go over to the sliding doors to get a better look.
I now clearly see Ray picking himself off the ground and spitting out the dirt in his mouth to the floor. What a surprise. Of course it's this duffus.
I open the back sliding door and slip out, closing it behind me.
"He twiddle dumb-ees and twiddle dumb-asses, people are actually trying to sleep here." I shout over to the three butt- naked males standing on the lawn in front of me.
"Well if it isn't my favorite person on this planet." Levi, the light skinned god slurred.
"Great, naked and drunk. Who's brilliant idea was this?" I ask sarcastically, trying to fight the laugh from looking at these three dumbfucks.
"Guilty!" Ty, the gorgeous unbalanced wobbling Malaysian shouts.
"Was it also your idea to streak through this backyard?" I ask.
Ty let's out a drunk giggle before answering.
"mmhh nooopppe. Ray volunteered to do that." Ty answers with a heavy slur.
"I volunteer as tribute!" Ray shouts, holding up three fingers. His eyes are droopy and his sly smile is about as drunk as it could get.
Future reference, don't give alcohol to dumb people. They really should start adding that on the back of alcohol bottles.
Beer: Warning: If dumb take small doses
Vodka: Caution: Bad side effects on dumb people
Whiskey: Hazard: Keep away from dumb humans
Seriously, this warning could and could have prevented many stupid mistakes. One in particular comes to mind.