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Post by Sierra Eckler on Oct 20, 2013 18:00:29 GMT -5
He pulls over and I grab my purse before getting out of the car. "I'm going to see if I can get a job that won't piss anybody off. See you in three hours, maybe," I mumble before closing the door and walking in the direction of the office. Yeah, might take me thirty minutes to get there but what the hell. It would give me time to think. Already, my head was aching from the thoughts of everything and honestly, I was afraid of losing Eric but I was tired of living with him and not being able to help out with everything. This was the only way I could stop feeling the guilt of it all.
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Post by Eric Sutton on Oct 20, 2013 18:04:50 GMT -5
My mouth drops open a bit as she opens the car door before climbing out. What the fuck? She was just going to walk? "Whatever." I huff, shaking my head as I pull back onto the road. Let Sierra have her moment, see if I cared. "Bitch." I mumble, soon taking an exit that lead to the house. I silently fume on the whole drive there, pulling into the driveway to find a strange car there. "What now?" I groan, cutting the engine before climbing out.
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Post by Sierra Eckler on Oct 20, 2013 18:13:01 GMT -5
I make it to Ray's house and see his car before running in with tears streaming down my cheeks. He was the only who had known about Eric and I while it was illegal and he knew how I felt about even our slightest arguments. He immediately pulls me to him, his girlfriend wandering into the kitchen to get me a beer before wandering pulling me against her as well as I explained everything.
~Skip ten beers~
Ray huffs as I ramble on about my thoughts on why life was such a dick before pulling up in front Eric's house, pulling me beside him before walking to the door and knocking as I continue to ramble. "You know, maybe it's because we all fuck up in the end. Because everything is just a dick. Maybe that's why people say they'll throw a dildo in someone's grave sometimes," I ramble before recognizing the house and having a fresh stream of tears run down my face.
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Post by Eric Sutton on Oct 20, 2013 18:24:09 GMT -5
I walk about the car to find Ms. Bell waiting on the porch, her flabby arms crossed over her chest. "Not in the mood." I growl, stepping past her and beginning to unlock the door. "I just have a question.. w-why her over me?" she asks, tears falling down her face. I mentally grown and push the door open, stepping inside and slamming it in her face before she can go on. Why? Because Ms. Bell was a fat bitch who annoyed the fuck out of me. I shake my head and walk over to the kitchen to pull the bottle of Jack out of the cabinet. I usually mixed it with coke or pepsi, but not tonight.
I hear the knocking and freeze, feeling like I was caught red handed. I sit up and pull my boxers up, sort of hating myself. I'd been doing what most single guys did- but I couldn't help it, i got that way when I was drunk. I stand and redo the zipper, button, and belt of my jeans before jogging across the bedroom to the bathroom to wash my hands. I quickly dry them on my pants and grab the bottle to take a swig huffing as I found it empty. I set it on the dresser and walk down the hallway to the front door to unlock it and pull it open, blue eyes resting on Sierra then the familiar guy beside her.
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Post by Sierra Eckler on Oct 20, 2013 18:30:31 GMT -5
I look up when I see Eric open the door before hiding behind Ray. He huffs and pushes me to Eric before backing away. "There, she's your problem again and if she ever comes running to me in tears, it will most likely be the last time you see her. She's drunk so sorry but you'll have to sit through an hour of her 'Life spelled backwards is dick' theory," Ray says before waving and walking to his car and driving away. I huff and sit on the steps, refusing to even look at Eric for a minute before finding myself glancing up at him. "I know what you were doing in there. Most guys have that same guilty look when someone interrupts their fapping," I say before moving past him to the kitchen and grabbing a beer. Yeah, life was a giant dick that fucked everyone in the ass.
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Post by Eric Sutton on Oct 20, 2013 18:37:57 GMT -5
I raise my eyebrows as he pushes Sierra towards me, then they crease together as he goes on. 'Life is a dick' theory? What the fuck was he talking about? My face turns red and my mouth drops open as she speaks and I watch her retreating for for a moment before walking in and shutting the front door and locking it. For once I was speechless, probably from the embarassment. I ignore Sierra as I walk into the kitchen for a beer, walking back out and dwon the hallway to the bedroom before shutting the door behind me harshly. "Everyone does it sometime." I mumble to myself.
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Post by Sierra Eckler on Oct 20, 2013 18:42:37 GMT -5
I smirk when he's unable to find words and take a swig from my beer before walking to the bag that I had left from our first encounter and digging out a large bottle of vodka, glad I hadn't opened it. A giggle escapes me as I hear his door shut and I shrug before digging through the bag to find my lace bra and thong and putting them on before pulling out a thin, silk night gown to throw over it. You could easily see through it and it didn't bother me. I walk to his room and open the door before walking in and sitting on his lap. "You know, I could always help you instead," I say, taking a sip of the vodka before offering him some.
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Post by Eric Sutton on Oct 20, 2013 18:48:46 GMT -5
I sit down on the end of the bed, turning on the TV to a football game. I look over at Sam when the door opens, ignoring Sierra until she plopped down in my lap. My blue eyes widen as they take in her appearance before my face turns an even darker shade of red as she spoke. I take the bottle from her, bringing it to my lips to take a swig before handing it back. I really didn't know what to say. I still felt bad about our arguement, embarassed over the fact that she knew, and I was drunk- my mind was a fucking mess.
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Post by Sierra Eckler on Oct 20, 2013 18:53:06 GMT -5
His eyes widen tremendously and I can't help but giggle. He takes a swig and I lean against him, my eyes closing before I open them and huff lightly. "Sorry about earlier. Just feel really guilty about all the problems I cause you," I barely mumble as I watch Sam look between us, unsure if she should leave the room or not. My eyes meet Eric's before I lean to him, my lips barely brushing against his. I could taste the Jack on his lips and I was really hoping that the several beers on mine wasn't nearly as obvious. One hand finds his cheek and I smile slightly, hoping that he wouldn't mind.
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Post by Eric Sutton on Oct 20, 2013 19:00:25 GMT -5
An arm wraps around her waist as she leans against me and I sigh, closing my eyes for a moment. "You don't cause my problems, Sierra, I'm just.. scared." I mumble, my words heavily slurred. Jack was stronger than beer, after all. Our eyes meet for a moment before we both lean forward, our lips barely brushing. The alcohol on her lips was obvious, but I decided to ignore it as her hand found my cheek. I lean forward to deepen the kiss and I hear the tinkle of Sam's bell as she got up from her place in the corner to jog out of the room.
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Post by Sierra Eckler on Oct 20, 2013 19:14:44 GMT -5
I smile against his lips before looking up at the sound of the bell and giggling lightly. It had startled me; I had forgotten about her being in the room. "What are you scared about?" I ask, looking down for a moment before twisting around so I could rest my head on his shoulder and listen to him. It amazed me that he could be scared; he had no reason to be yet to me, it seemed he could fear the smallest of things sometimes. I lace my fingers with his and sit up enough to rest my forehead against his as I look into his eyes.
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Post by Eric Sutton on Oct 20, 2013 19:18:26 GMT -5
I open my eyes as she pulls back and I want to groan when she asks me what I was scared about. I didn't want Sierra to know that I was weak, or at elast I saw it that way. "Of... of losing you." I mumble, smiling a bit as our fingers lace together. I lean forward to kiss her again, hoping to take her up on her offer. I really was a horny drunk. c;
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Post by Sierra Eckler on Oct 20, 2013 19:22:41 GMT -5
He looks at me and his words catch me a bit off guard. He kisses me and I rub his cheek lightly, knowing that this would be an easier way to tell him he wouldn't lose me. My fingers wrap around the hem of his shirt before I pull back enough to pull it over his head and smile at him before leaning over to kiss his neck. I reach around my neck to take off the necklace he had given me, not wanting the chain to break and pull back enough to set it on my nightstand before looking at him. "You'll never lose me," I whisper against his lips before kissing him.
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Post by Eric Sutton on Oct 20, 2013 19:26:22 GMT -5
Her hands find the hem of my shirt before she pulls abck to pull it over my head. Sierra's lips meet my neck and I tilt my head to the side before looking up as she leaned over to put the necklace onto the nightstand. I smile as she tells me that I'll never lose her before her lips meet mine again and I lean against her, nibbling at her lower teasingly.
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Post by Sierra Eckler on Oct 20, 2013 19:31:14 GMT -5
I smile back at him before he leans against me and nibbles at my lower lip. A soft giggle escapes me and I pull back and stand before looking at him with a slight smirk. I sink to my knees at the foot of the bed and begin unbuttoning his pants before getting up and doing my best to pull them off and bending over, knowing that my ass was being shown, to pick up his shirt and toss it into the hamper. I crawl over Eric and push him back lightly to make him lie down and kiss him teasingly before my hips run against his teasingly and move up to his chest where I sit and look down at him with a light giggle.
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