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Until I met her.
Now I’m sitting around like some lovesick fucking fool drinking my life away. I’m pathetic is what I am. Crying into my goddamn booze about this woman who doesn’t give two shits about me.
Thunder sighs as she sinks down on the couch beside me. She wraps her fingers around the bottle in my hand and tugs it out of my grasp. Turning my head, I stare at her, though it takes me a moment to stop seeing two and focus on just the one of her sitting beside me.
“The fuck?” I ask.
She shrugs and lifts the bottle to her lips. “Fucking is what got me into this mess,” she growls.
“What’s up?” I ask, though I can tell that I’m slurring. My mouth just won’t make the shapes I need it to right now.
“Hellcat,” she says with a heavy sigh. “I love him. I’m an idiot and I fell in love with one of you assholes, and now I can’t come. Not even when I’m alone.”
“That’s more information than I needed,” I mutter.
She laughs then takes another drink from the bottle. “It’s the truth. He’s the only one who gets me off, and since he’s figured out I’m all starry-eyed for him, he wants nothing to do with me. I could explode I’m so frustrated.”
“Welcome to the frustration club,” I say, pulling the bottle from her grasp and bringing it to my own lips to take another pull.
Thunder and I sit beside one another in silence sharing one then two bottles of booze, drowning ourselves in our own miseries before we both pass the fuck out.
She’s in love with someone who doesn’t want her. And I’m in love with someone who ran the fuck away to get away from me. We’re two of the same, and if there were a world that made sense, we would find comfort in one another, but I don’t think I can do that because at the end of the day, she isn’t Reese.
I miss that little smart-mouthed sassy-as-fuck vixen. I miss telling her she needs to use her mouth on my cock instead of bitching about whatever it was she always found to bitch about. But like the pussy I am, truly, I miss her smile and the way her soft body felt next to mine in bed.
I just miss her.
REESE
I fucked up.
Big time.
Instead of running, I should have gone to Agony, Roadkill, Itch… someone. But I freaked out. And I ran… hard. Now I’m looking over my shoulder every two seconds, holding my breath and praying that he doesn’t find me.
But that’s not the only problem I have.
I’ve got bigger fish to fry now.
Because the little plastic test that stares back at me reads a single word that has brought me to my knees…pregnant.
Shit.
