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Fix You _ 5

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((Rachel))

   I don’t know why I came back here. Because I have nowhere else to go I suppose.

   I could have gone to a hotel. No, I want to drop off the grid; I don’t want anyone to find me. And judging from the vibe I get off this guy, this isn’t a professional rental. I’ll just pay him what I need to pay him and he won’t bother me. Okay maybe he was a little annoying and bothersome, but He’d mind his own business.

   I sat by the lake again trying to gain the courage to go ask him for the room. After lighting up a cigarette he came out and joined me.

   I paid very little attention and when he gave me such a large price I didn’t even care. That was probably one sixth of all my money and my mother’s money combined.  I dropped it into his lap and he counted it out.

   “Welcome.” He sounded a bit surprised, as if he thought I wouldn’t actually have been able to pay him. I shoved the feelings away, and tried not to care.

   We finished the cigarette and he took my stuff in for me. The room was so big! It was at least five times larger than my old room. It was all white and there was no much of anything anywhere.

   The queen sized bed was he only main thing in addition to a closet with sliding mirror doors. The bed had no sheets or bedding and he seemed to realize that I didn’t possibly have any with me.

   He left to get the bedding and I was once again left alone with my bipolar thoughts.

   ‘You’re a monster. Just as bad as him.’ My anger spiked higher. ‘how could you give up s easily? You’re weak!”

   A timid voice in the far back of my head managed to get something in around the words of anger. ‘It’s okay, you’ve gotta take care of yourself too.’

   ‘NO!’ Anger shoved that thought away. ‘you are nothing but his pawn, and he can do with you what he wants. Because you are so weak, you can’t even protect yourself from him! Why would you thing you could protect your mother?!’

   I felt tear swell in my eyes and I squinted them shut. I hated it when I cried. I felt like everything was out of control. I locked the door so my newfound roommate wouldn’t come in. I sat in the far corner and sobbed softly as the angry voice in my head continued to bash on me. I don’t think people realize how hard it is to hear all the bad things about you, in your own voice, knowing all of it is true.

  I heard him knock, and quieted my already quiet sobs. I wanted to listen for him to leave. And surely he did. I opened the door and peaked around. I saw him disappear around a corner, and looked down to see purple sheets and a dark gray duvet. I pulled them into the room and locked the door once more.

   I set up the bed in a stoic manner, and I started changing. I pulled off my leggings and my sweat shirt so that I was only in white laced bra and underwear. I head banging on the door and jumped back in fear, covering my body. “Who’s there?” I asked in my usual monotone.

   I heard mumbling and stuttering, the door knob was rattled, followed by a crash.  I crept to the door and peaked out making sure to keep my body hidden behind the door. A large, black man sat on the floor looking dazed and confused. Clearly drunk. He was bald but had the most electrifying blue eyes. Or I should say eye, because he had an eye patch over his left eye. “Who are you?” he asked slurring his words.

   I shook my head at him. “Rachel.”

   “This isn’t the bathroom is it?” He tried to get up but fell again.

   I remained with my body hidden behind the door. “No, this is my room.”

   “Are you B’s girl?” He squinted his eyes at me. “Not his usual type. I don’t get it. Nothing like Terra.” He seemed as confused as I was.

  “Who’s B?” I asked, but I didn’t get and answer because he was stumbling again. He was about to fall into an empty bookshelf. I leaped out from behind the door and caught him.

   “OHHHHH! You’re hot! That’s why B is with you. I completely understand now!!” He slurred at me.

   I was uncomfortable. Sure I’ve been with guys before, I not a virgin or anything, but I didn’t like this guy seeing me nearly naked. At least it’s just him and he’s drunk. But no sooner than I thought it, Garfield and another guy with spiked black hair rounded the corner. I felt my cheeks heat up and I turned to them “Don’t just stand there, help” I said, using sarcasm as a defense. The still looked confused. “He’s too drunk to walk and I just saved him from smashing up that book shelf.”

   Garfield snapped out of whatever trance he had been in and came to aid the drunken man. “C’mon Cy, you know my bathroom is over here.”  Once he was out of my arms I used them to cover myself.

   I didn’t wait for an explanation or anything; I just moved back into my room and slammed the door shut. I pulled on my loose blue cotton shorts and the loose black v-neck I usually slept in, and climbed into bed. I burrowed under the blankets and tried to fall asleep.



((Garfield))

   I know we were supposed to be working, but I really just wanted to get shitfaced. I finished my beer almost as soon as I got it and grabbed another. I wasn’t the only one. Cy was already pretty much gone. And Rob was a little tipsy himself.

   We decided that I would work on the Ice Queen song alone, and we’d all work on some others for a new album tonight. However it was mostly just drunken singing/music playing.

   I laughed with rob about some dumb things, and didn’t even realize Cyborg left the garage. I was laying on the couch and ended up thinking about Rachel when I heard a loud crash. I looked at Rob, ad sure enough he heard it to. We rushed into the house and found Cy, drunk as can be, leaning against my newest house guest. But she was naked! Well not naked-naked, but underwear-naked. And damn did she look good.

   She said something that I didn’t catch, being too busy drooling over her body. “He’s too drunk to walk and I just saved him from smashing up that book shelf” Oh shit, I snapped out of it and moved to relieve her of Cy.

   I grabbed him, and for once in my life I felt embarrassed for my friends. . “C’mon Cy, you know my bathroom is over here.”  I lead him away and ‘accidentally’ bumped into Rob, who was still eyeing Rachel.

   Once Cy was safely in and out of the bathroom, I walked back to Rachel’s room. I just stood outside the door without doing anything. Who was this girl, and how did she end up in my life.

I shook my head, ‘none of my business’

   I walked back to the garage and told the guys to feel free to crash here for the night, but that I was going to bed.

   I walked past Rachel’s room on the way to mine and it actually felt colder than the rest of the house. “Night Ice Queen.” I whispered and continued to my room.
I'm back and so is Fix You. I fund it a little heard to jump back into because to be honest, I forgot a lot of my plans for the story. Well lucky for you guys I'm semi decent at improvising! :D haha anyways I would love comments and feed back. After all, it is the comments that compel me to write more. Thank you all for your patience.
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