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“So Branson’s been ringing all day, wondering if you were home yet?”
Jaxon says casually, I shrug
“Ok”
I reply taking another bite of food
“So are you going home after dinner?”
Mum asks, I shake my head
“Nope, karmas not talking, she needs time, and so do I, he will be fine for one night”
Mum and dad look at each other, having a private conversation between themselves so I ignore them all eating in silence.
I poke at the wall in my head, I missed karma so f*****g much, my head without her constant commentary was almost painful. She peeks out to look at me
“I miss you”
She smiles softly
“I miss you too”
“Come out? Please! I need you”
She sighs, pulling her heavy body out and into the front of my mind
“What are we going to do?”
She asks me sadly. I shrug
“I don’t know, what do you want to do? Do you want to go home?”
She shakes her head
“No, I don’t want to see him”
She snaps. I nod my head
“Fine we can stay here tonight”
She smiles
“Yeah let’s get drunk and forget about them”
She suggests, I chuckle
“Damn you have it bad if you want to drink”
She shrugs
“Yeah, well what he did hurt”
I nod in agreement
“Let’s just get drunk and forget it ever happened then”
I lift my plate and bring it to the sink, excusing myself and heading home to mum and dads, I go straight to the liquor cabinet, grab a few jars of poitín and take them to the decking, pulling out my phone I turn it on as I down the first jar in a matter of seconds then I start the second one.
As I turn the phone on it starts beeping repeatedly, I groan ignoring Branson’s messages and I go to Finn
‘He is losing his mind’
‘He just killed someone for letting a rogue go free’
‘Seriously this dude is scary, can you please come home and sedate the bastard’
I chuckle at the last one, but then I notice one from Ella.
‘Please come home, he’s losing his mind. I haven’t seen him this bad since the incident
I throw my phone down beside me and choose a magazine as I drink some more, reading stories of mum and dad, all based on the little media coverage they had, some were make-believe but all the stories were entertaining and extremely funny.
By the time I finish the first magazine I have 5 jars in me and my head was just starting to spin so I grab the second comic and start a new drink, karma was laughing her a*s off at the comic
“Now this I can read, the car parts are the best parts”
She giggles as we read about dad sitting in a van, but a bomb went off and when the smoke clears dad’s sitting in the same spot holding the steering wheel.
By the time we finish that magazine, we are officially drunk, my head was spinning as we giggle and talk about random stuff, and after a while, mum and dad come to join me.
“What are you doing love? Why are you running away?”
“Well obviously because we are scared he’s going to reject us and hurt us more”
Karma snapped in my head, her good mood disappearing, she was so right but I didn’t want to tell my parents that. I didn’t want them to know that I loved him so much that something so small could break my heart into a million pieces
“Please drop it and let me deal in my way”
Dad sighs shaking his head
“This wasn’t my idea but now that I see you're running away I think it’s for the best”
I sit up frowning as I turn around I freeze, coming face to face with Branson. I growl standing up
“What’s he doing here? I need time! Why can’t I just be allowed some f*****g time”
I growl as I go to storm of the back decking
“No, come back here right now”
Branson scolds me, running after me, I slap his hands away as he tries to grab me
“Nope, stop! I don’t want to see you you big lanky serial killer”
Mum chuckles as he corners me on the decking, reaching for me as I slap his hands away, karma pushes forward growling
“STOP!”
she commands, he falters slightly
“No, please! I’m sorry, I’m sorry for what happened”
She sticks her nose in the air, crossing our arms childishly
“Nope I don’t want your sorry I want the truth!”
He pauses, his face falling
“I will tell you but you need to promise that you won’t ever leave me, not ever again.”
Bronx pushes forward
“Mate stays with me forever”
I study them, karma letting me have control back
“What do we do”
She whispers to me
“Tell mate the truth and mate will go home”
I tell Bronx, he growls slamming us against the railing with his body, dropping his head so his forehead is against mine
“I tell mate the truth AT home!”
I try to push him off me, but the drink had gone to my head and my temper rises as he stands in place like a big dumb giant statue
“Stop it, let me out so we can talk”
“No mate come home first”
“I said NO!”
I shout like a child, wriggling out of the corner and I take off towards the house, he grabs my waist throwing me over his shoulder with a growl
“Mate be good!”
I wriggle, kicking and screaming
“Get off me, you big oversized ogre!”
“Nope mate comes home”
I growl fighting against him
“Would mate stop wriggling and accept what has to happen”
“f**k you Bronx”
He growls as I shimmy my legs around his waist, my stomach rolling as I hang upside down
“Bring us home now queen please”
“Mum, don't you dare! He needs to tell me first!”
“Quite frankly I think you're both acting extremely childish and I’m sick of it so you are both going home to sort out your s**t!”
She snaps as I glare at her, she grabs us both and suddenly we are in the common room of our house
“You happy now you big, bigfoot! I’m home so spill the damn bea——“
I groan as the vomit slips up my throat and I barf all over the floor and onto the back of his feet.
“Eweeee kati gross!”
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