Weird and Weirder

CH5. Josh's POV - One Hit ( To The Body)

Chapter 5 – Josh's POV

One Hit (To The Body)

"Wake up bitch!"

I'm cocooned in my bed duvet, comfortable and content and why the hell is someone annoying me?

I open my eyes and I see Blake's dark form going towards the light switch.

"I swear to god you open that light you're dead," I mumble. Luckily for him he hears me and stops dead in his tracks.

"Snow White awakes!" he exclaims.

He might not be so safe finally. "Not Sleeping Beauty?"

"I think a scenario of you living with seven other men playing their bitch is much more fitting with your character."

Did he seriously come into my room in the middle of the night to annoy me? "I hate you."

"Thanks."

"What the hell are you doing here, waking me up at..." I look at the clock on my table. I groaned and hide my head in my duvet cocoon. "ONE IN THE MORNING! You sadistic fuck."

He laughs. "Come on, that's no way of talking to your best friend."

"Right now you're my arch nemesis."

"Stop complaining and get up already."

"Why? I obviously don't need to bail you out of jail so there's no reason for me to get up."

"Come on," he presses and there it is, the catch in his voice. It's very very slight and if I wasn't such a sucker for voices and intonations in general I might have missed it, but it's there.

Something's wrong.

He's hurt.

"Switch the damn lights on." I don't need the see his face to know he's probably smiling right now.

I take about five minutes to convince my body that it needs to get out of the comfort of my bed.

The things I do for my little brother...

Finally I drag my feet out of bed after putting sweat pants on and grabbing an afghan to wrap myself in it.

Blake leads the way and I follow him out of my room.

Even half awake, I have to admit, I love my place.

My apartment looks like a warehouse. I have the entire floor to myself. I let the first floor open for people in need of a place to stay. But this floor is all mine.

My dad says it looks like the kind of place a bum would hide in from the cops after a drug deal gone wrong. I told him it's the place the bum would get for himself after a drug deal has gone right. Unfortunately, he didn't find me funny.

When we finally reach the main room, the central place in my apartment I stop dead in my tracks.

We'd been working on a mural for the central wall in the open room for a little while now. It was nowhere near ready, I wasn't even sure what we were doing to be completely honest, but it was still a project of mine and I liked it.

And it now has a huge hole in the middle of it.

I ask very calmly, "Why is there a hole in my mural Blake?"