Gamble with Desire
Throwing Punches & Slaming Doors
"Brayden, just drop it okay? I'm not letting you move here."
For the past 20 minutes I've been trying to convince him not too buy the apartment, but he just wouldn't let it go.
"I'm just going to buy it, I won't move in yet. You said you wanted to eventually get a house, soo that means you won't be living here forever. I'll move in the day you move out, sound good?"
He stuck is hand out for me to shake it.
"Finnneee" I rolled my eyes & unwilling shook his hand.
We sat there in silence for a few minutes, it surprisingly wasn't awkward but nothing was ever really awkward with us, when I realized I told Claude I would talk to him about Max.
"Soo G wanted me too talk to you about the whole Max thing"
I turned my body in the chair so I was facing him.
"I already heard it all from him earlier, I don't need to hear it from you too"
He was angry.. great!
"Brayden, I think the asshole deserves everything your doing to him trust me, BUT its not your place anymore. Its all over with if he has something to say about me I'll handle it."
"Its not my place anymore? Jase don't even start with this shit"
he got up out the chair & walked over toward the couch. He grabbed his jacket & my heart sunk, I didn't want him to leave not right now, not while he was mad at me.
"Bray, I --" I didn't know what to say so I just stopped talking. I didn't want to make matters worse.
He put his jacket back down & sat on the couch & put his head in his hands. Why was he so mad?
"Jase, I don't think you understand the shit I have to deal with. Could you have pick a worse career. You couldn't just stick with doing massages. Making a honest fucking living!" He was pacing in my living room now.
I was so mad I was shaking. I couldn't figure out weather I wanted to punch him right in the throat, or cry my eyes out. So punched him. He screamed something but I wasn't paying any attention to him
I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. I put my face in my hands & started crying. My legs could barely hold me up anymore. My body was slowly sliding down the wall.
"Jase.." His voice was so soft, almost like a whisper. He tried holding me up. I wanted nothing to do with him though.
"Just leave." my voice was shaky. When he didn't move I stood up & walked over to the couch. I grabbed his jacket.
"I fucked Claude, now go listen to the stories he has to tell, fucking asshole" I threw his jacket at him, instantly regretting what I just said to him. I stomped down the hall and into my room. I curled up in a ball on my bed.
I heard my front door slam shut. I just laid there crying til I fell asleep.
For the past 20 minutes I've been trying to convince him not too buy the apartment, but he just wouldn't let it go.
"I'm just going to buy it, I won't move in yet. You said you wanted to eventually get a house, soo that means you won't be living here forever. I'll move in the day you move out, sound good?"
He stuck is hand out for me to shake it.
"Finnneee" I rolled my eyes & unwilling shook his hand.
We sat there in silence for a few minutes, it surprisingly wasn't awkward but nothing was ever really awkward with us, when I realized I told Claude I would talk to him about Max.
"Soo G wanted me too talk to you about the whole Max thing"
I turned my body in the chair so I was facing him.
"I already heard it all from him earlier, I don't need to hear it from you too"
He was angry.. great!
"Brayden, I think the asshole deserves everything your doing to him trust me, BUT its not your place anymore. Its all over with if he has something to say about me I'll handle it."
"Its not my place anymore? Jase don't even start with this shit"
he got up out the chair & walked over toward the couch. He grabbed his jacket & my heart sunk, I didn't want him to leave not right now, not while he was mad at me.
"Bray, I --" I didn't know what to say so I just stopped talking. I didn't want to make matters worse.
He put his jacket back down & sat on the couch & put his head in his hands. Why was he so mad?
"Jase, I don't think you understand the shit I have to deal with. Could you have pick a worse career. You couldn't just stick with doing massages. Making a honest fucking living!" He was pacing in my living room now.
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean, The shit you have to deal with ?" I. Was. Fuming!
I was so mad I was shaking. I couldn't figure out weather I wanted to punch him right in the throat, or cry my eyes out. So punched him. He screamed something but I wasn't paying any attention to him
I couldn't hold back the tears anymore. I put my face in my hands & started crying. My legs could barely hold me up anymore. My body was slowly sliding down the wall.
"Jase.." His voice was so soft, almost like a whisper. He tried holding me up. I wanted nothing to do with him though.
"Just leave." my voice was shaky. When he didn't move I stood up & walked over to the couch. I grabbed his jacket.
"I fucked Claude, now go listen to the stories he has to tell, fucking asshole" I threw his jacket at him, instantly regretting what I just said to him. I stomped down the hall and into my room. I curled up in a ball on my bed.
I heard my front door slam shut. I just laid there crying til I fell asleep.
Notes
Sorry this is very short. it's eventful though right ? I cant remember exactly where I was going with this story so its hard to write at the moment. I'm going to try to have another chapter up by Sunday the latest hopefully. I love feedback guys so leave some, it gives me motivation to write! (:Thanks for readingggg xO*
8/16/13