AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Come on. Let’s paint something together. You and me.”
‘Come on, Riff… we can go somewhere alone. Private. We can draw something together. You start. I’ll finish. Or the other way around. I promise nobody will know…’
Memories hit me like a right hook in a hockey fight.
I only ever really doodled in a notebook when I was a kid to stay out of trouble.
And the habit kept going when I got older.
I kept a notebook under the seat of my car and Fiona found it one night.
She called me drunk at a party and needed a ride home.
I had to sneak her home and tuck her in without Remi finding out.
Which he later did.
He wanted to fight me over it but then realized what I had done was the right thing.
Fiona never forgot about that notebook.
She was the only person who ever looked through it.
And now…
“Come on,” she called out. “What else is there to do? Unless you want me to slowly get naked again. I can do that.”
“That’s enough, Fi,” I said.
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me. That’s enough.”
My blood ran a little bit hotter.
The memories.
Fiona painting.
Fiona in my car.
The sounds of the car crashing…
Ambulance sirens.
Fiona being rushed…
“What’s wrong, Riff? Are you mad I moved your couch?”
“No. I’m not mad about anything. I’m just fucking thrilled with this entire thing, Fi.”
She stood up, scoffed and curled her lip.
“Do whatever the hell you want on your own time!” I yelled.
I stomped like a spoiled brat toward the front door and exited my own condo.
Honestly, I had no idea what the hell I was doing.
