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09 December 2009 @ 02:11 am
Abandoned Hopes 13  

Confessions

Ronnie's pov

After draining all the bottles of alcohol Max had stolen, and watching Bryan stumble around his living room aimlessly, I decided to make some food for us since we were all starving. “What you makin?” Max slurs as he leans against the counter causally and smirks at me.

I look down at the pot of boiling water, “I don’t know, go find me something from the pantry.” I order him and point him in the right direction. Max skips off to the pantry and rummages around for food while Bryan shuffles sloppily in to the kitchen. “Bry, you’re trashed man.” I say through laughter.

He rolls his eyes and hiccups, “I-I’m just f-fine.”
I help him take a seat at the table and then sigh, pouring salt in to the water to let it boil faster. “I found some macaroni and cheese.” Max chimes with a lopsided smile. He tosses me the box and I catch it, opening the top and pouring the macaroni in to the pot.

“I love m-macaroni and ch-chese!” Bryan shouts, clapping enthusiastically.
Max and I turn to each other and laugh, “Is this like the first time he’s ever gotten drunk?” Max asks, eyeing Bryan’s poor composure and heavy lidded eyes.
“Yeah, hopefully he’ll be better after he eats something.” I reply shaking my head and chuckling lightly.


When the foods finally done, I make three bowls for each of us and then set them down on the table with three forks. Max nods gratefully and takes his bowl and fork. I glance at Bryan and frown slightly when I realize he’s passed out on the table. “I’m gonna lay him down on the couch with a bucket.” I inform Max and then I grab the garbage pale and a blanket. I set the pale down next to the couch and the blanket on the couch, before I go back to grab Bryan.

I pull him up off his chair by his arms and take his limp body in to my arms, dragging him through the dining room and in to the living room, earning some laughter from Max. I let Bryan fall on to the couch gingerly and then I put the blanket over him. He opens his eyes slightly, “Wh-what’s…huh?” He looks around through groggy eyes questioningly.
“Just go to sleep man,” I tell him and pat his shoulder affectionately. He nods and closes his eyes.

I make my way back to the dining room, where I join Max and start on my bowl of macaroni and cheese. “So seriously, thanks for finding me and stuff.” Max says through a mouthful of macaroni.
“It’s all good. I left Drew’s and came to Bryan’s, and we were just talking about you, so I was like, let’s go find him!”
He smiles and shoves some more food in his mouth, “What’s the deal with you and Andrew anyway?”

I sigh and shrug, “I don’t even know. We’ve been in a “relationship” for the past two years. I really only stick with him because he gives me a place to stay and a fix when I need it. There’s nothing like special about him, it’s not like I’m in love with him or whatever.”

Max nods understandingly, “I think you should just leave him. He seems like a scumbag.”
“He is, but then again so am I.” I add laughing.
“No you’re not! I know I’ve only known you for so long, but you seem like a really good guy. You know with a good heart and everything,” he retorts genuinely.
“Thanks, but seriously I’m a homeless creeper, remember?”

He sinks in his seat and his cheeks burn pink, “I said that before I knew you!” He protests, glaring at me.
I roll my eyes and laugh, “I’m just kidding, it’s fine. I am a homeless creeper, you are too though.” I point out with a knowing smirk.
“Why are you homeless anyway?” Max asks, his eyes dulling with seriousness.


I frown slightly and clear my throat, “Basically I just thought I’d be better off alone. So on my 17th birthday, I left. I’ve been on my own ever since.” I admit. “What about you?” I add glancing at him.
“I was sick of my parents pressuring me. I just needed to get out and be myself for a while.”

I purse my lips in thought and nod. It was nice to spend this time getting to know Max. “What exactly were they pressuring you over?”
His smile falters for a moment, “Just school and stuff. There’s just a lot going on in my life right now…stuff I couldn’t tell them and they could never understand. I’m not even sure I understand,” he mutters somberly, shaking his head.
“You can tell me.” I reply seriously.
He shrugs and frowns, “its fine, I’d really rather not talk about it.”

I nod and immediately drop the subject, not wanting to make him upset. “Well I think I’m gonna hop in the shower.” I say inhaling deeply and standing from my seat.
“Ok, I’ll see you when you get out.” He smiles and continues eating.

I saunter up the stairs to the bathroom, where I stripped down and turned on the shower.
 
 
Place: my room
Feeling: bouncybouncy
Noise: What It Is To Burn - Finch
 
 
 
alexandroid11: Happiness isn't good enoughalexandroid11 on December 9th, 2009 11:21 pm (UTC)
These boys sure saunter alot. I almost thought we were going to go an entire chapter without one of them sauntering. But there Ronnie goes. Sauntering. Saunter. Saunter. Doesn't it seem like...not a word after I say it so many times? It's a good word. Luf it to bits. I just think it's cute that it gets used in every chapter.
Saunter.
Saunterrrrrr.
oxylove_xxoxylove_xx on December 9th, 2009 11:45 pm (UTC)
Lmao. Does it really get used in every chapter? I don't even notice, half the time I have no idea what I'm writing. I just write. Hahaha. Oh well, as long as it all comes out good. xD