After sex cigarettes // dreamwastaken

XX

Instead of going to downtown Orlando on Sunday night we go Early Monday.

Nick pulls up to one of the shadiest cul-de-sacs I think I've ever been to, there were settees in the front gardens, cars with smashed windows, cars without tires and just an over all eerie feeling. I knock on Barry's door, it doesn't have the number on but I've dropped him off before so I know the house.
"Who the hell are you?" A woman opens the door
"Barry has something for me" she rolls her eyes
"B! A hookers here for you" he comes jogging to the door in his boxers, my eyes run over him leaving them wide open
"Hey Larz, what's up?" He acts like he's completely forgot. Despite Barry's weird name and job, he's like 26,27 like 5'10 dark, short hair tattoos engulf his arms and from what I've just seen his his chest.
"I just came for the IDs" he looks confused "you said you made me Ena and her cousin Nick IDs"
"Oh shit yeah" he walk into his house and starts fumbling around "you can come in" I step inside, his house is bare, all that sits in his front room is two large leather settees and a semi old tv, beer bottles and cans lay across the coffee table "here they are" he brings out a plastic bag with them in. I offer him the $150 that three normally cost, he curls the money back up in my hand and says,
"pay me back another way" and wink,
"Ahahah thank you" and I scurry out the door and place myself into the back "quick nick, I want breakfast" he put this car in gear and then we're off.

Without any words he pulls up at an ihop. We Heard around a table and the waitress soon comes over.
"What can I get cha" she's a typical bitch, long peroxide blonde hair, a snake tattoo crawling up her arm, cakey Make-up and false eye lashes.
"Chicken and waffles please" I answer, her lust filled gaze is stuck to clay, she's undressing him with her eyes.
"Classic pancakes"
"Yeah, I'll have the pancake combo" Nick has always been a good eater, the three months I've known him he's never not eating or talking about food.
"What do you think. What's your favorite item?" Seduction laced his voice, I can feel my dead glaze.
"I like the French toast and fruit" the eye contact still has not broken "it's stuffed full of flavor" the emphasis on 'stuffed full' makes me queasy and causes Ena to visually cringe.
"I take that then" she leans down so her viciously low cut top almost exposes everything.
"Do you like it with cream?" sick rises in my throat.
"I mean there's nothing wrong with stuffed- creamy... french toast" all my emotions take over and I kick him so hard on the shin
"Ow what the fuck" nick wines
"Uhhh oh, ohhhhh" it clicks I kicked Nick "sorry foot spasms".
"I'll be right back with your orders" she licks her lips.
"Christ" Ena exhales "she's full on"
"I mean she's hot though" clay spits out, Nick let's out another "owie" he scowls at his girlfriend and she squints and nods towards clay.
"Dude, all that weird talk, it's just not right, especially when I'm getting ready to chow down".

When our food arrives we all get food basically thrown on our plates whilst clays sat with a well presented dish and strawberries in a heart formation. This girl is desperate. Our bill comes and says 'missy' with her number, I let out a snort
"What?" This is the first time he's spoken to me
"Nothing nothing"
"We'll if you've got something to say speak up" we all fall into silence, nick pays and I PayPal him my share.

"Nicky does the ac work" Ena and I and sat in the back "I'm sticking to the seat" she's whining
"Its on"
"That's it I'm getting naked" she unzips her shorts.
"Ena what the fuck" we pull into a lay-by "get out" he shoves clay
"What the fuck. No"
"Get out and into the back dumbass, it's cooler up here" clay groans and reluctantly removes his seatbelt and opens the door, I get a full face of Enas arse as she clambers over the center console and the presence I've been silently craving creeps up next to me. I have my back against the windows with my body facing inwards, bare feet on the middle seat. He spares me a glance then shrivels his eyes at me and focus' out the window.

We arrive at the hotel
"I booked two rooms" nick tells us, we walk to the desk "reservation for Armstrong" Ena and I stay quiet while clay is sat on a settee engulfed in his phone, ah good old times. Nick is given four key cards two saying "158" and the others read "159".

The two rooms are next to each other. We walk into 158 and there's a large double bed in the middle, then the second has two doubles, without thinking I sit in room 158 and flick the air conditioning on, sighing as the cold air runs over me. Ena and nick set their bags on the bed and start to unpack
"Wait. No. Ughhhh" I moan
"Lara it's only for a week, you might become friends again" she forces a smile and pulls me to 159, he's sat sprawled out all over one of the beds
"Can you go to your own room or?" He seems bored by my presence
"You see I am in my room" his face completely drops and his eyebrows pinch
"I'll go get another"
"No you won't, we've had our disagreements but you need to get over it, sometimes relationships don't work out, it's not a big deal we weren't even together" he scoffs, I perch on the corner of his bed
"It's not worth it" he drops his phone to the side and gets up towards the door,
"Clay" I grab his wrist "please I'm tired and I have a tummy ache" he rolls his eyes and slams the bathroom door, I take a few exhale before dropping back onto his bed, he has the bed I want, the one farthest from the door and nearest to the windows.

I hear the shower run and I begin to unpack, he's tossed his shoes in front of the door and his bag is sprawled open, he was probably looking for his charger. I pick his shoes up and put some of his clothes into his bag, I draw the curtains and slump under the covers of my bed.

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Posted 15/11/21
              22:32