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My fingers are unsteady, because of being drunk and pissed the fuck off as I drive the car the small distance inside the mansion.
The doorman opens the front gate, doing a spectacular job at ignoring my sewer rat appearance.
I practically throw myself out of the car as soon as I stop the vehicle in front of the house—or in the grass. What-the-fuck-ever.
An angel appears to welcome me home.
Or I’m drunk.
I really hope it’s that and not that I actually need psychic therapy.
The nausea that I usually get from the sight of food creeps in my stomach. Or maybe it’s something different that involves my stomach and the thing beating behind my rib cage.
Nicole stands in the middle of the garden, wearing a white dress with peach-colored lace and a fluffy shawl covers her arms.
Her blonde hair falls straight to her arse with the brightness of the sun. One that’s going to burn me alive but I’d still approach anyway.
Touch it.
Fucking breathe its fire.
Her head is tilted back as she watches the moon with her biteable lips slightly open.
A sun that’s in love with the moon.
Isn’t that thing doomed in some tragedy?
Her attention shifts to me as if she could naturally sense me around her.
A gasp slips from her as she runs toward me, and fuck.
Fuck it.
Fuck me.
The sight of her coming to me nearly brings me to my knees.
I have fucking PTSD from the way she turned her back to me the day she packed her suitcases and disappeared into the night.
The air crackles with tension and shifts with her smell. Cherries, pain, and fucking heartache.
Joy, too. As small as it is.
“What happened?” Her voice trembles as she palms my face, her fingers dabbing on the dry blood from my temple.
“Pub fight.” I don’t sound so drunk. But then again, the sight of her always sobered me up. “You should see the other tool. They’re performing CPR as we speak.”
“Since when do you ever fight?”
“Since today.” I lean into her hand like Lolli does when she pets her, and no, I’m neither jealous nor mimicking a cat. “Were you waiting for me, Peaches?”
“Don’t flatter yourself. I just couldn’t sleep after Jay was out.”
“You know…your cheeks become the same shade of red as your lips when you’re blushing…or lying. Which I assume is both right now.”
“Shut up. Let me clean that.” She takes my hand and leads me inside.
I let her guide me in my own house, watching her from behind, unable to take my gaze off her.
