Clearing my head
"Why am I doing this again?" I sighed heavily, feeling really lagged.
"Shhh" Eli rolled his eyes snapping the back of the dress in place, it hugged me perfectly. After that he called a stylist to pull my hair into a style and do my make up.
I looked.
Cute.
"Okay Braid. Some nice shots you got here" he giggled strolling over with the camera showing the genuine smile I had since make me laugh for most shots.
"These are really good" I mused.
"Of course, I always know how to make my chocolate jelly bean look good" he beamed again, his ego inflating.
I frolled my eyes, feeling my stomach growl, my lips quirked a smirk before I threw my head from the dreaded up do, swapping my dress for purple Eliott's hoodie and my black jeans.
"Time for food Jean" I locked my hands over his shoulder groaning like a zombie.
"You know you're really beautiful at times" he chuckled putting the camera down.
"Key word. At times. That means you're saying I'm ugly. You're a dick but luckily I give No fucks, no cares. I just want food, a drink. A smoke maybe and we'll call it ever. Cool?"
"Food, drink and no smokes. You still haven't completed that six months challenge vi set for you" he stated firmly bopping my nose.
What are we toddlers.
"Ugh. Fine" I groaned in defeat but couldn't help the thought of a nicotine infested cigarette.
That's perfect to calm me down..
One puff, contributing to lung failure, but I'm a sucker for it.
He pulled up to a Chinese restaurant, strolling in ordering food for us both. There we sat.
Him diving in fried rice and me slurping on lo mien drenched in spicy soy sauce. It wasn't until I saw his fork invade my box, snatching away at my pineapple chicken I reacted.
"Oh no you don't you sly motherfucker" I stabbed him with my fork.
"I may be sly but at least I'm not fat" he pouted nursing his hand.
Instantly my entire appetite just vanished.
Poof
Gone.
Just because this asshole in particular knows the wrong things to say to me.
Flashbacks of the entire eating disorder saga I went through after the pregnancy failed danced through my head.
In that short time frame my mind had already conjured a million things to make me cry and be mad about.
"Fine then hope you enjoy it" I muttered smearing chicken all up in his face. I took his keys and went to his car.
Eli stormed out of the restaurant still cleaning gravy from his face.
"I'm sorry for offense but you're such a bitch at times" he rolled his eyes throwing the gravy clad napkin at me.
Cute.
Finally I coaxed him into carring me to Lykos. It's the least he could do after triggering me.
I needed the drink a strong one.
This club for us teenagers to party down only to have our parents worry about our lives and well being everytime.
Fun being a parent
Isn't it?
"Please don't do any thing rash Braid" he pleaded. I smiled and promised him even.
I didn't want to worry him as much this time.
Leaving him to his own demons I browsed the crowd, trying to pin point any one that knows me so I can avoid them and save the trouble of socializing and having them up my ass later if I decide to use the bathroom.
That's when someone grabbed my arm.
"Hey. Can I as you somethin' ?" She giggled.
"You just did but go off"
"I wanna know if that's your boyfriend. He's really cute and I want him before anyone else gets to him" she went shy all of a sudden. Locking her eyes with mine.
She was really adorable if we're pointing out the obvious.
She didn't dress too revealing, only a peek of cleavage, just a peek.
You could tell she was a couple drinks in, probably dared by a friend or just a girl wanting to have a good time.
She looked like his type too.
"I'm sorry for being so straight forward" she whispered, tucking her hair behind her ear. Chewing her lip and clasping get hands infront if her.
Definitely Eli's type.
Not responding I took her hand guiding her to the like of Eliot.
"She likes you. You'll like her. Have fun kids" I gestured before leaving them alone only to have them tongue at each other five minutes later.
That's my boy..
I chuckled to myself
Is it an instinct for every girl throw themselves at hott guys or something?
I turned back to the bar, there was definitely a flaw in my code.
My drink?
Tequila shots and Cherry vodka to balance it out.
Sipping ever so slightly on that tiny black straw. Only to dump out every thing in my gullet afterwards. Slamming one right after the other.
I chuckled to myself, playing with the rim off the class. Looking to my left only to be regarded by a guy. I swallowed what was left in my mouth then looked away.
Soon enough he was beside me drinking the last of my drink.
Well atleast if the bartender was trying to poison or drug me I wouldn't go alone.
This chestnut eyed guy is brave I'll give him that. But. No one should take interest in me. I'm at a club in the total boyfriend suit you could say.
"Keegan, What about you?"
There is was, the social que.
"Not interested" I quirked a brow. Tapping on the table and scanning the crowd for my ride home.
I turned to see him paying for the drinks that I drank.
Why?
"That guy who you came with. Is he your friend or your brother?" He still pushed conversation.
Who does he think he is.
"Well damn that sounds alot like none of your business" I shot him down again seeing Eliot this time. Signaling him over with his new lady friend still clinging to him.
"Ready to go?"
"Let's get outta here" I glared at Keegan and moved away with him.
"See you around. Braiden"
He called leaving me stunned.
No one said my name..