fuck down. When I turned around I saw Moon sleeping next to me. He was beautiful. His light snoring was so cute; I wanted to cuddle next to him. No. I needed to go home. I couldn’t look at him when he woke up. I didn’t want him to look at me. I grabbed the rose and my boots, and then tiptoed out the door.
I walked into the bathroom with a bag of Cheetos in my hand. This would do the trick, I was sure of it. I crunched on the magic carbs while I waited for the water to heat up. Patch was sitting in the corner; he refused to let me lock him out of any room, including the bathroom. Once the mirrors started to get foggy, I finally got up the energy to move. I stood under the steaming hot water and let it run down my body. Why did I get so drunk? I shouldn’t have started drinking so early. But when I made the decision to finally stay the night with Moon, I got nervous. So I figured a couple of glasses of wine would calm my nerves. Mix that with the beer and that fucking shine, it was over. I never got drunk like that, not anymore at least. I always wanted to be in control of the way I acted, and last night I obviously wasn’t. But I still wanted to know why the fuck she was whispering in his ear. I knew I went a little crazy, but it still pissed me off. Who the hell did she think she was being so close to him? He wasn’t moving away from her though. Fuck. Jealousy was ugly. I don’t even know if it had ever even happened to me before. I usually didn’t care enough to even get jealous. I didn’t like the feeling. It sucked, actually.
When the water started to get cold, I climbed out and wrapped an oversized towel around me. I made it to my bed and flopped down on it. I heard the ding of a text message.
Moon: Where’d you go Rocky?
I couldn’t help but giggle at his comment but I wasn’t ready to answer. I didn’t know what to say. I should apologize for being stupid and drunk. But I was still a little pissy about Junior’s girlfriend, whatever her name was. The room was still spinning a little. I needed more sleep. So I laid on my bed, still wet in my towel and felt myself sink into my pillow.
The sound of my phone ringing woke me up but I had already missed the call. It was from Moon. And there were two text messages.
Moon: Hello?
Moon: Are you ok?
I looked at the time and realized it was ten; I had been asleep for two hours. Patch hadn’t moved from the floor beside my bed. Then another text message came through.
Moon: Since you can’t answer me, I’ll be there in 5.
Since I knew it took ten minutes to get from my house to Moon’s, I knew he was already driving when he sent the text. So there was no need calling him now. Do I pretend like I was still asleep? Seriously, did I just consider that? Yeah. I did.
When I heard his truck pull into my driveway, I realized what a wuss I was when I covered myself with the blanket and squeezed my eyes shut. Patch let out a little bark.
“Sshh,” I hissed quietly. I heard the front door open and the sound of his boots coming closer to my room.
“Don’t act like you’re not awake Sam. I know you don’t sleep that hard,” Moon said from the doorway.
But I kept my eyes closed and remained still. I was pathetic.
“I brought some shine with me if you wanna take some shots,” he said with a laugh.
“Fuck you, Moon,” I mumbled from under the blanket.
“That’s what I thought,” Moon said, as he flopped down on my bed, way too hard and I’m sure it was on purpose. I couldn’t help but let out a whimper, my stomach was being a bitch. Patch immediately ran over to the side of the bed where Moon was and put his front paws on the bed waiting for attention, which of course he got.
After a minute, Moon turned his attention back to me.
“You can’t answer my texts?” He asked.
“Sorry,” I said quietly with my back to him.
“I was hoping I was finally gonna wake up next to you,” he said.
“You’re not pissed at me?” I
I walked into the bathroom with a bag of Cheetos in my hand. This would do the trick, I was sure of it. I crunched on the magic carbs while I waited for the water to heat up. Patch was sitting in the corner; he refused to let me lock him out of any room, including the bathroom. Once the mirrors started to get foggy, I finally got up the energy to move. I stood under the steaming hot water and let it run down my body. Why did I get so drunk? I shouldn’t have started drinking so early. But when I made the decision to finally stay the night with Moon, I got nervous. So I figured a couple of glasses of wine would calm my nerves. Mix that with the beer and that fucking shine, it was over. I never got drunk like that, not anymore at least. I always wanted to be in control of the way I acted, and last night I obviously wasn’t. But I still wanted to know why the fuck she was whispering in his ear. I knew I went a little crazy, but it still pissed me off. Who the hell did she think she was being so close to him? He wasn’t moving away from her though. Fuck. Jealousy was ugly. I don’t even know if it had ever even happened to me before. I usually didn’t care enough to even get jealous. I didn’t like the feeling. It sucked, actually.
When the water started to get cold, I climbed out and wrapped an oversized towel around me. I made it to my bed and flopped down on it. I heard the ding of a text message.
Moon: Where’d you go Rocky?
I couldn’t help but giggle at his comment but I wasn’t ready to answer. I didn’t know what to say. I should apologize for being stupid and drunk. But I was still a little pissy about Junior’s girlfriend, whatever her name was. The room was still spinning a little. I needed more sleep. So I laid on my bed, still wet in my towel and felt myself sink into my pillow.
The sound of my phone ringing woke me up but I had already missed the call. It was from Moon. And there were two text messages.
Moon: Hello?
Moon: Are you ok?
I looked at the time and realized it was ten; I had been asleep for two hours. Patch hadn’t moved from the floor beside my bed. Then another text message came through.
Moon: Since you can’t answer me, I’ll be there in 5.
Since I knew it took ten minutes to get from my house to Moon’s, I knew he was already driving when he sent the text. So there was no need calling him now. Do I pretend like I was still asleep? Seriously, did I just consider that? Yeah. I did.
When I heard his truck pull into my driveway, I realized what a wuss I was when I covered myself with the blanket and squeezed my eyes shut. Patch let out a little bark.
“Sshh,” I hissed quietly. I heard the front door open and the sound of his boots coming closer to my room.
“Don’t act like you’re not awake Sam. I know you don’t sleep that hard,” Moon said from the doorway.
But I kept my eyes closed and remained still. I was pathetic.
“I brought some shine with me if you wanna take some shots,” he said with a laugh.
“Fuck you, Moon,” I mumbled from under the blanket.
“That’s what I thought,” Moon said, as he flopped down on my bed, way too hard and I’m sure it was on purpose. I couldn’t help but let out a whimper, my stomach was being a bitch. Patch immediately ran over to the side of the bed where Moon was and put his front paws on the bed waiting for attention, which of course he got.
After a minute, Moon turned his attention back to me.
“You can’t answer my texts?” He asked.
“Sorry,” I said quietly with my back to him.
“I was hoping I was finally gonna wake up next to you,” he said.
“You’re not pissed at me?” I
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