My Best Friend's Boyfriend

Chapter 21: Drunk

I entered Uncle Robin's bar just a street away from the bakery, Uncle Robin is my Dad's older brother and their like best friends.

"Where's Uncle Robin?" I ask Christian, one of the bartrnders

"I'll get him for you" Christian said as he went to call Uncle Robin

"CUPCAKE!" Uncle Robin hugging me lifting me in the air for his a very large men compared to Dad

"Ca-n't bre-ath!" He was holding me to tight

"Oh Sorry!" He puts me down and ruffles my hair, he's such a softy even with his features

"Dad, wanted me to ask you if you're still coming for dinner tomorrow?"

"Of course! I'll even bring hot wings" he does his chicken dance

"With special hot souce?" I asked happily

"Yes!" We fist bomb

"That's why you're the best Uncle in the world!"

"I know!" We both laugh "But there's a little problem" he pointed to the guy at the counter who looks like Dylan actually

"What about him?" I ask trying to get a good look at the guy

"He has been here since 6 pm" Uncle Robin said "already drunk like 7 bottles"

"One *hiccup* more *hiccup* drink" He ordered and it was Dylan alright

"You kept on giving him, even though his already too drunk?"

"I tried to stop him but he won't listen"

"I know him" I walk to where drunk Dylan was sitting "That's enough, I'll bring you home" I said picking his bag on the floor

"Skye?" He ask with a drunk voice

"Yes, give me your car keys. I'll bring you home" I demanded

"Nope! No! I wanna drink some more" calling Christian

"Christian, it's fine" I told Christian "You have to go home Dylan"

"I'm not going home!" He drinking on his now empty bottle "Where is my damn beer?!" He pissedly said

"You are too drunk to drink anymore" I told him

"If you won't give me any, I'm going to another bar" he tried to stand but stumble as he does. I helped him stand on his feet, making him lean on me "You are so nice, do you know that?" He drunkly said

"Come on! I'll get you home"

"I don't wanna go home Skye, he's at home" he leans his forehead on my shoulder

"Who Dylan?"

"My stupid father!" He laughs like a crazy person "that lying asshole" he fisted his hands

"Why is he a lying asshole?" I was curious

"He doesn't even know that I know" he smiles while his eyes are closed "Just please, I don't wanna go hom-" he passed out falling on the floor, for he was heavy and I couldn't hold him.

"Shit!" I said as he fell on the floor

"Where are you bringing him? he doesn't wanna go home" Uncle Robin ask leaning on the counter

"Our house I guess, I don't know where else to bring him" Trying to pick him up

"I'll help!" Uncle Robin carried him "Where to?"

"We just have to find his car at the parking lot" I picked his bag and find the car keys. After we went to the parking lot for his car

"Where is his car?" Uncle Robin carrying the asleep Dylan on his shoulder