I didn't sleep. Well, at least, not well. Every time I twisted in discontent sleep, the bandage would pull harder at my skin and there would be a dull ache that was quickly turning into a sharp pain as the medication wore off. There were times throughout the night that I was waking myself up with each uncomfortable movement
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"You are such an asshole." I reply lightly, my voice still a whisper as he says he has no problem kicking me out of bed. I don't have to be able to see his face clearly to know he's at the very least smirking. "You know that, right?" Yeah, he might be an asshole, but he's one I'm crazy in love with. What does that say about meThen he does this thing where he's being concerned and gently prodding for me to talk to him. Forget there's two other people in the room that could overhear us and just let him in on whatever it is that's caused me to crawl into his bed in the middle of the night with those ( ... )
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I feel her relax just a little as my hand finds her and my grin widens when she counters my not having a problem kicking her out of bed with You are such an asshole. There were worst things to be called and really I was sure there were times that the both of us wanted to get under each other's skin again and again - regardless of the current situation ( ... )
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I paused on her next words and gave a sort of nod. "See, I'd rather be related to Dick than my own relatives, but honestly it's a step up," I told her. Dick would be like a step down for her which honestly meant that being related to my family was like a leap.
She looked thoughtful and I was right there with her. I was like watching myself from afar leaving this life I had in Virginia Beach with Veronica to whatever was waiting for us back in Neptune. I didn't want that. I didn't want to return. I didn't want whatever my sister wanted out of a family suddenly and I didn't see the potential in returning to that god awful town.
Thanks to whatever magic her dad worked out to make us not instantly land in jail, thanks to not dying from a gunshot wound. Thanks to a lot of shit, but I wasn't thinking about that for being fine. "Yeah," I agreed despite myself.
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"Yeah, I can get that." I agreed softly, "And I know he's your friend and all, so for you that might be good, like Wallace being my step brother will be for me... but Dick and I? I don't think we're ever going to be pals."
"I'm feeling weird about going back, too, Logan." I told him quietly. I knew it wasn't the same because he didn't have anything to come back to the way I did. Except for me... but he had me in Virgina Beach. "But at least were in this together, right?"
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"Considering how my sum of friends have gone down with that whole my father is a murderer thing and even more with dating my best friend's ex thing, Dick is ranking kinda high there with all the competition," I replied wryly. "But, yeah, I don't expect you two to be exchanging friendship bracelets and having fun all you can eat ice cream nights while he braids your hair."
I glanced over to her as she commented about feeling weird going back and I saw in that same instance the look in her eyes that knew that it wasn't the same for her as it was for me. I forced a small smile onto my face and nodded to her, tugging her close to kiss her forehead.
"I think I should stay with you and your dad," I told her softly. What could it hurt?
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