Dark Before the Dawn
The sun pushed through the curtains burning it’s way across the room and onto the bed, attacking violently the sleeping form on the bed. Trying valiantly to seek and destroy the eyes of the very hung over man snoozing away the morning hours.
“Motherfucker,” he grumbled, finally giving in and rolling across the bed and sitting up. He dragged gnawed fingers through his hair and grabbed blindly for the glass of water and a Tylenol he knew would be there. He popped the shiny green pill into his mouth and followed it with the glass of water. He dragged his fingers through his hair again and pushed himself to his feet and stumbled sleepily to the bathroom to take a piss. He turned on the shower and stripped down climbing in to wash away the stale smells of yesterday. When he was done he tossed on clothes he found laying about and went down the stairs, yawning widely, he opened the fridge and studied the contents blankly.
“You know its the same as it was yesterday,” a thick European accent, from somewhere behind him, cut through his brain.
“That’s nice, I still want to look,” he responded around a yawn.
“You look every morning,” the accented voice stated.
“So,” he replied with a slight whine to his voice.
“And you have the same thing every morning, a piece of toast with jelly, and a cup of coffee,” the other man concluded. “With a cigarette.”
He sighed softly and shook his head grabbing the jelly and shutting the fridge. He shoved a piece of toast into the toaster then turned around and looked at the other man. “So what’s your plan for today?” the younger man asked.
“I was going to stay here and write,” the older man stated nodding.
He nodded slowly. “Sounds like a blast,” he said grabbing the hot piece of toast as it popped up and grabbed the jelly spreading the red stuff across the toast and taking a bite as he poured his coffee.
“Don’t you have to work?” came the inevitable question.
“Everyday,” he responded with a shrug. “I gotta be there at 8.”
“Better get moving its 7:10, Bam,” the man stated.
“Yeah, I know, I’m going, Ville,” he said walking over and pecking him on the lips. “I’ll see you after work,” he said and headed for the door.
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“Let go.”
“No.”
“Jess make her let go!”
“You’re fighting with a 5 year old.”
“So, its mine,”
“You sound like a five year old.”
“Fuck you!”
“Not around Ava,” the red head stated picking up the little girl. “Give that back to uncle Chad.”
“No,” the little girl stated with a grin.
Jess chuckled lightly and shook his head. “You’re such a brat,” he said tossing the little girl’s hair.
“NOOOOOOOO,” she cried throwing her hands up and pressing them over her hair, dropping the desired object in the process.
Chad snatched it up and shoved it in his pocket quickly he smiled weakly. “You my dear,” he said patting Ava’s cheek. “Are a brat.”
“Heh, no,” she said giggling.
Chad grinned at her and shook his head. “Alright, I gotta get going, I’ll see you later Jess we have practice tonight.”
“Yeah, I know, after you go on your “date” Chad,” he said with a laugh.
Chad rolled his eyes. “Just don’t get caught up in changing dipe dipes and forget to show up,” he said.
Jess grinned and shoved Chad. “Ava is potty trained, thank you!”
“Yeah yeah!” Chad yelled back, climbing into the jeep. “JUST BE ON TIME!” he started the engine the radio coming on.
“Stay away fr…” He shut the radio off and pulled out of the driveway.
“Motherfucker,” he grumbled, finally giving in and rolling across the bed and sitting up. He dragged gnawed fingers through his hair and grabbed blindly for the glass of water and a Tylenol he knew would be there. He popped the shiny green pill into his mouth and followed it with the glass of water. He dragged his fingers through his hair again and pushed himself to his feet and stumbled sleepily to the bathroom to take a piss. He turned on the shower and stripped down climbing in to wash away the stale smells of yesterday. When he was done he tossed on clothes he found laying about and went down the stairs, yawning widely, he opened the fridge and studied the contents blankly.
“You know its the same as it was yesterday,” a thick European accent, from somewhere behind him, cut through his brain.
“That’s nice, I still want to look,” he responded around a yawn.
“You look every morning,” the accented voice stated.
“So,” he replied with a slight whine to his voice.
“And you have the same thing every morning, a piece of toast with jelly, and a cup of coffee,” the other man concluded. “With a cigarette.”
He sighed softly and shook his head grabbing the jelly and shutting the fridge. He shoved a piece of toast into the toaster then turned around and looked at the other man. “So what’s your plan for today?” the younger man asked.
“I was going to stay here and write,” the older man stated nodding.
He nodded slowly. “Sounds like a blast,” he said grabbing the hot piece of toast as it popped up and grabbed the jelly spreading the red stuff across the toast and taking a bite as he poured his coffee.
“Don’t you have to work?” came the inevitable question.
“Everyday,” he responded with a shrug. “I gotta be there at 8.”
“Better get moving its 7:10, Bam,” the man stated.
“Yeah, I know, I’m going, Ville,” he said walking over and pecking him on the lips. “I’ll see you after work,” he said and headed for the door.
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“Let go.”
“No.”
“Jess make her let go!”
“You’re fighting with a 5 year old.”
“So, its mine,”
“You sound like a five year old.”
“Fuck you!”
“Not around Ava,” the red head stated picking up the little girl. “Give that back to uncle Chad.”
“No,” the little girl stated with a grin.
Jess chuckled lightly and shook his head. “You’re such a brat,” he said tossing the little girl’s hair.
“NOOOOOOOO,” she cried throwing her hands up and pressing them over her hair, dropping the desired object in the process.
Chad snatched it up and shoved it in his pocket quickly he smiled weakly. “You my dear,” he said patting Ava’s cheek. “Are a brat.”
“Heh, no,” she said giggling.
Chad grinned at her and shook his head. “Alright, I gotta get going, I’ll see you later Jess we have practice tonight.”
“Yeah, I know, after you go on your “date” Chad,” he said with a laugh.
Chad rolled his eyes. “Just don’t get caught up in changing dipe dipes and forget to show up,” he said.
Jess grinned and shoved Chad. “Ava is potty trained, thank you!”
“Yeah yeah!” Chad yelled back, climbing into the jeep. “JUST BE ON TIME!” he started the engine the radio coming on.
“Stay away fr…” He shut the radio off and pulled out of the driveway.