I smile and kiss her back just as quickly. Then I start becoming less aware of what's going on around me. I slip deep into my mind and analyze what I had seen without wanting to. The car, the cracks on the windshield, the weather, the contents of the car, Jackie's condition...
Has to at least be two months from now. There's no way Jackie could be like that any sooner. If it comes that soon, I mean. It could be a few years in the making. Although... none of us looked any different.
Except me. The shard of glass. Was I there, or was I just watching this time? Was someone else in the car beside Rayah?
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
What if a freak thing happened and Jackie and Nic got drunk that one night, and they slept together but didn't remember? Then that'd make sense with Jackie being pregnant. XD
Rayah
I study him, "Tell me what you saw, babe. I'm kind of scared for you."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
Like before this or would we have it happen? 'Cause, I mean, they've only known each other one night. OH! THAT'S WHAT COULD HAPPEN! Jackie could go to the hotel to apologize (or make him, tell him their still friends, etc... whatever) and then he'd be dousing himself in liquor and ask her to go ahead and drown her sorrows as well, and then *tah dah*
Jace
I snap out of it and focus on Rayah for a second, not understanding her question at first. Nodding slowly, I wet my lips and take a deep breath.
"Just a car accident, I think," I say before getting into the details.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
Something clicks in my mind and I grab my keys. Everything I've ever wanted is Nic, and all I'm doing is making myself even more depressed. I get in my car and start driving, my eyes wondering to the hotel he's staying at. I make my way up to his room, remembering Jace bring it up. I knock on the door, taking a deep breath.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I nod but don't say anything as I sit down, "We're still friends, right?" He pours me some whiskey and I down it, blinking a couple times as he sits down next to me.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I down another shot before looking at her. Are we? I didn't think about that. Do I want to still have her around, even if I can't have anything more than friendship? Or do I want to try and live on my own?
"Sure," I say. "If that's what you want."
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I smile and watch her, my own world spinning. After I finish off the bottle, I lean forward and pull her into a kiss. My eyes close, and I set a hand on the side of her face. Far in the back of my mind, something tells me not to; but I don't listen to it.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
He kisses me and my mind completely blanks before fuzzing and telling me this is a bad idea. But my drunk self dismisses the thought and I kiss him back, hard. I set a hand on the side of his face as well and don't know what to do with my legs, chuckling.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I smile and chuckle back. Wrapping an arm around her, I pull her closer and taste the liquor on her lips and breath. That just makes me forget about how horrible an idea of it is, and I deepen the kiss. She seems mutual in this, though, so I let my emotions take control.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I move on his lap and move off his lips, kissing down his neck as my mind fuzzes again. I start thinking of random things, like Hal unicorns have horns, and chuckle once more. I smile and just keep my face in his neck, laughing at nothing.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
I chuckle back at her and wrap my arms tighter around her, wondering what she's laughing at. Instead of asking, I laugh with and move to kiss down her neck as well. My mind just blanks, and I stop being so aware of what I'm doing.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I calm myself and smile at him, eyes barely open as he kisses down my neck, I lie down and look at the ceiling, eyes blurring and my mind still fuzzy but not blank.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!