Maybe i will call it: "The fic that will never end" LOL *mishes flist*
Title: Domshox part 9 Part 8
Author: Christina aka just me
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Monaboyd, Domshox, Allilly
When he woke up again, the sun was peeking through a little space the curtain didn’t cover and catching him right in the eye. His neck hurt because the pillow was too big and his head hurt from the night before. He sat up groggily not even sure where he was for a moment and recalled his fight with Billy that morning. He hadn’t meant to say those things they’d just come out of his still drunken lips. Something that Billy had to have remembered.
There was a bitter taste in his mouth and when he licked his lips he found them to be really dry. What had he drank? He remembered a bottle of Heineken and some shots of Cuervo. He rubbed the heal of his hands over his eyelids deeply. The pressure seemed to help the headache lessen but he knew Tylenol would be his best friend today.
Patches of memory seemed to float in and out of his conscious memory. A flash here and there of talking to Shox, doing rounds and rounds of Jose, kissing…who the fuck was he kissing last night? Could have been Billy, but wasn’t Billy at the hotel all night? Maybe he was remembering stuff from the day before ’cus God knows he did a lot of switching partners in the last couple days.
No. There definitely was some lip action that went on. He figured he’d have to call ’Lijah to get the whole truth. The clock read 2:47 pm. ’Lij would probably still be sleeping of his own hangover. As Dom searched his mobile for ’Lijah’s number he had a glass of water and started the little mini pot of coffee.
He found the number, pushed talk and waited for ’Lij to answer. He expected it to ring for a long time so he was very surprised when he heard ’Lijah’s voice almost instantly. The guy sounded sleepy, but the one ring answer led him to believe otherwise.
“Hey, Lij. It’s Dom.”
Hesitation. That wasn’t a good thing. “What do you want?” Elijah being a little prick wasn’t a good thing either.
“Nice way to answer the phone, mate. What’s with the attitude?” Dom sneered and filled his glass again.
‘Lijah’s breath was steady over the phone. It sounded like he was trying to calm down or something. “What’s with my attitude, cunt? Where do you get off saying anything about me after last night you fucking prick.”
Elijah sounded extremely pissed off but he didn’t raise his voice very loud. Dom was utterly confused. Sure there were holes in his memory from last night, but it wouldn’t have been the first time he’d done something stupid when drunk. But Elijah continued.
“Shox had to stay here last night you know. You think you’re so fucking smart. Like you can have anyone you fucking please. I’m sure glad he finally see what an asshole you can be.” ‘Lij wasn’t worried about his voice anymore.
“God, ‘Ligh. Can you please tell me what the hell went on last night? I have this gargantuan hang over this morning and I think I cracked my head after my fight with Billy and….”
“Wait a minute.” ’Lij interrupted. “You fought with Bill?”
Was that stranger than it should be? “Y-yes?” To Dom it sounded more like a question coming from his lips.
A deep sigh escaped over the phone. “Fuck, Dom. You are really messed up.”
“So…now that I’ve fought with Billy you…aren’t mad at me anymore?” Confused wasn’t even the word for Dom anymore. What the hell was going on?
“Yeah I’m still fucking pissed at you. But you know, I’m just glad no one got hurt.” Elijah admitted. “Where are you now?”
“The hotel.”
“Where’s Billy?”
“I dunno. He fucked off this morning after our fight. Maybe he caught the first plane back to Glasgow.” Dom hoped not. He’d barely remembered what had been said.
“Now for some reason I don’t think he would have done that. He’s probably out with….” Elijah paused. “He’s probably out blowing off some steam. He’ll show up soon.”
“With? What’s this with?” Ok. Who was Billy supposed to be with if it wasn’t Dom?
“Never mind. Ok? We’ll be there in a half hour or so.”
Dom wanted to ask who ‘we’ involved, but ‘Lij had hung up the phone so quickly. Was he bringing Shox or one of the boys? God help him if he was bringing Shox. There seemed to be all kinds of bad with that. He just wished he knew what it was.
Author: Christina aka just me
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Monaboyd, Domshox, Allilly
When he woke up again, the sun was peeking through a little space the curtain didn’t cover and catching him right in the eye. His neck hurt because the pillow was too big and his head hurt from the night before. He sat up groggily not even sure where he was for a moment and recalled his fight with Billy that morning. He hadn’t meant to say those things they’d just come out of his still drunken lips. Something that Billy had to have remembered.
There was a bitter taste in his mouth and when he licked his lips he found them to be really dry. What had he drank? He remembered a bottle of Heineken and some shots of Cuervo. He rubbed the heal of his hands over his eyelids deeply. The pressure seemed to help the headache lessen but he knew Tylenol would be his best friend today.
Patches of memory seemed to float in and out of his conscious memory. A flash here and there of talking to Shox, doing rounds and rounds of Jose, kissing…who the fuck was he kissing last night? Could have been Billy, but wasn’t Billy at the hotel all night? Maybe he was remembering stuff from the day before ’cus God knows he did a lot of switching partners in the last couple days.
No. There definitely was some lip action that went on. He figured he’d have to call ’Lijah to get the whole truth. The clock read 2:47 pm. ’Lij would probably still be sleeping of his own hangover. As Dom searched his mobile for ’Lijah’s number he had a glass of water and started the little mini pot of coffee.
He found the number, pushed talk and waited for ’Lij to answer. He expected it to ring for a long time so he was very surprised when he heard ’Lijah’s voice almost instantly. The guy sounded sleepy, but the one ring answer led him to believe otherwise.
“Hey, Lij. It’s Dom.”
Hesitation. That wasn’t a good thing. “What do you want?” Elijah being a little prick wasn’t a good thing either.
“Nice way to answer the phone, mate. What’s with the attitude?” Dom sneered and filled his glass again.
‘Lijah’s breath was steady over the phone. It sounded like he was trying to calm down or something. “What’s with my attitude, cunt? Where do you get off saying anything about me after last night you fucking prick.”
Elijah sounded extremely pissed off but he didn’t raise his voice very loud. Dom was utterly confused. Sure there were holes in his memory from last night, but it wouldn’t have been the first time he’d done something stupid when drunk. But Elijah continued.
“Shox had to stay here last night you know. You think you’re so fucking smart. Like you can have anyone you fucking please. I’m sure glad he finally see what an asshole you can be.” ‘Lij wasn’t worried about his voice anymore.
“God, ‘Ligh. Can you please tell me what the hell went on last night? I have this gargantuan hang over this morning and I think I cracked my head after my fight with Billy and….”
“Wait a minute.” ’Lij interrupted. “You fought with Bill?”
Was that stranger than it should be? “Y-yes?” To Dom it sounded more like a question coming from his lips.
A deep sigh escaped over the phone. “Fuck, Dom. You are really messed up.”
“So…now that I’ve fought with Billy you…aren’t mad at me anymore?” Confused wasn’t even the word for Dom anymore. What the hell was going on?
“Yeah I’m still fucking pissed at you. But you know, I’m just glad no one got hurt.” Elijah admitted. “Where are you now?”
“The hotel.”
“Where’s Billy?”
“I dunno. He fucked off this morning after our fight. Maybe he caught the first plane back to Glasgow.” Dom hoped not. He’d barely remembered what had been said.
“Now for some reason I don’t think he would have done that. He’s probably out with….” Elijah paused. “He’s probably out blowing off some steam. He’ll show up soon.”
“With? What’s this with?” Ok. Who was Billy supposed to be with if it wasn’t Dom?
“Never mind. Ok? We’ll be there in a half hour or so.”
Dom wanted to ask who ‘we’ involved, but ‘Lij had hung up the phone so quickly. Was he bringing Shox or one of the boys? God help him if he was bringing Shox. There seemed to be all kinds of bad with that. He just wished he knew what it was.