What is love

Chapter 19 - Friends and wife

Ansel Alexander Renaldy

"So you haven't got home Brookie?" Damien asks while his eyes are still sticking to the tv, I know Damien is teasing Brooklyn for being childish.

"I'll go home after this," Brooklyn reply while playing too.

"It's midnight already do we still have snacks?" Damien asks as I look at the empty box of pizza that we finished about an hour ago.

"I don't know, maybe I have snacks in the kitchen cabinet," I say to them before getting up from the sofa, looking at the clock that hang on the wall. It's passed midnight already I wonder where is Sabrina is.

I look at the kitchen cabinets then found some bags of chips so I take one of them then bring it to the living room.

"Thanks bro," Damien says after I put the chip on the table in the living room.

I'm looking at the mess around us there are chips everywhere these guys are so nasty, I know I should vacuum the carpet after this.

I get the coke from the table then began to drink it while watching the game, I lean my back trying to relax until someone open the apartment door then get in. It must be Sabrina, cause who else know my apartment password rather than the boys.

I got up from the sofa to look at her if she's okay cause I got a feeling that she would be hone drunk, and I don't want her to spill anything about us in front of the boys because sometimes they can't shut their mouth.

She walks into the apartment like a normal person but then she talks, "what?" She asks then I can smell the smell of alcohol from her mouth.

"You are drunk," I say to her then she only stares at me, ignoring before walking in.

"Am I," she says while walk passing me I watch her walking on her heels, and she's not stable at all how did she get home?

"Who drive you home?" I ask her.

"Alma," she simply says while making her way into her room, I try to stop her by holding on her wrist.

"Stop," she says trying to let go of my hand.

"Ooh," she got surprised when she found out that the boys are still in the living room. She covered her fave with her clutch while looking at me.

"They're still here?" She whispers at me then I nodded in respond.

"How do I look?" She asks, her make up is a little off there's a black liquid under her eyes but her red lips are really an attention seeker.

"You look fine," I sigh.

"Hey Sabrina," Palmer greeted her.

"Hey sab," Damien says then she finally put the clutch away from her face.

"Hey..," she says with her eyes half closing, I'm scared if she's about to pass out.

"Are you okay?" Palmer asks.

"I'm alright just got home you guys enjoy playing," she says before continue to walk into her room but almost feel on her heels because like I said she's unstable.

The boys are staring at me then I shake my head before following her into her room. She was mumbling some words that isn't clear enough until she made it into the room. Taking off his coat which reveals her red tight dress, which shows every curves she has. I close the door behind me, before gulping.

"Where did you go," I ask her as I watch her taking off her heels and throw it anywhere.

"Bar.., I watched live music with my friends it was all good until the Dj came in," she said.

She suddenly hit her hand onto the night stand real hard, I didn't know what she did but it just happened. "Ooh fuck," she cursed.

She got up from her bed before trying to reach the zipper on the back of her dress but somehow she cannot reach it.., maybe she's too drunk she can't even think.

"Why are you just standing there? help me," she said then I walk closer to her then help her to unzip her dress, which reveals her bareback and I know in that moment I should take some steps away.

I turn around as soon as possible before she takes of her dress, she went to the closet to take a clothes before coming back to the bed. She throw herself onto the bed then have her eyes close.

"I feel dizzy," she mumbles while I'm watching her laying on bed.

"Don't you want to clean your make up?" I ask her then she opens her eyes that look so heavy.

"I probably should," her low voice said before getting up from the bed, again almost fell which makes me have to step closer to make her don't hit her head.

I follow her into the bathroom and watch her do her thing, but I have to hold on her back to make her stable. She used something oily then put it on her face which swap away all of the make up on her face, she wash her face but again I have to hold on her hair because I can't find anything to hold her hair. She brushed her teeth with her eyes close, she even almost fall asleep while brushing it which kinda funny for me.

After she got cleaned she walks onto the bed then pull a blanket to cover herself, few seconds after she fell asleep without saying a thing.

I hate to take care of drunk people but Sabrina isn't as bad as I expected, she's drunk but not too much and she can still take care of herself.

I walk out of the room leaving her sleeping on the bed before getting back to the living room, where the boys are still playing.

"She's asleep?" Palmer asks then I nodded.

"She doesn't sleep in you room?" Damien asked then I totally forgot that we're supposed to be in one room.

"The room is now hers because it has all of her stuff in there," Brooklyn says.

"I cannot even stay there anymore, but I got the master bedroom anyway," Brooklyn chuckles.

"You're technically sleeping in our room," I said to Brooklyn.

"There's actually something I want to talk to you all while the three of you are here" I said to them.

"What?" Damien asks.

"I have a wife who live under the same roof as I am, so for now on if you want to come in you have to ring on the doorbell," I said to him.

"You can still come here anytime but you have to knock okay..," I said to them then they nodded.

"Okay we understand," Palmer.

"Okay man sorry, thank you for letting me stay anyway," Brooklyn says then I nodded.

"Thank you I appreciate that," I said to them.

"So are you going to have kids anytime soon?" Damien asked then everyone started to laugh.

"Yeah how's the sex?" Palmer asks.

"None of you have to know," I said while smiling, if only they knew.

"Ooh why you gotta be so shy," Brooklyn teases, and they laugh.

"Yeah we told you about our sex life, you never really hoped into that conversation," Damien said while eating the chips on the table.

"I don't do kiss and tell," I said to them.

"You're always no fun Ansel, glad you offer s place to hang," Damien said then I laugh.