Debt

33: Leave It Up To You

Picture is Lari and Evan :)

Evan woke up with a slight hangover and left Larielle asleep as he went to the bathroom. He pissed and washed his hands before he went back and patted her up for her keys. He found them in her back pocket and went for her car.

While he was at it, he stopped by a mini mart for toiletries and two breakfast bagels before he went back and found Larielle still knocked out.

Shaking his head, he put the food in the kitchen and carried his duffle and the new bag to the bathroom to get cleaned up for the day.

Larielle woke up and rolled off the bed, knocking herself in her already throbbing head. "Evan," she called weakly.

Shaking his head, he turned the water off and got out, drying off before wrapping the towel around his waist.

He helped her up, and she stumbled into the bed. "Yup. No more drinking for you, young lady."

"My daddy is dead," she mumbled at his stern tone.

"Girl, get in the shower 'fo ya mom send SWAT lookin' fuh you."

"Please. She didn't expect us back last night. She was nineteen before too."

"Shower, Lari. And brush your teeth because it don't matter how much I love you, yo breath stank."

She sucked her teeth and went to the shower. "What am I supposed to wear?" she wondered.

"I have your clothes from my house all washed. I got you a toothbrush. Hurry up."

Larielle took a shower and Evan heard her phone ringing. He reached over on the nightstand and answered. "Hullo?"

"Hello? Who is this? Where is Larielle?" Pedro asked.

"In the shower. It's Evan."

"Oh, hey. I was just calling to see if you guys made it home alright?"

"Yep," Evan said shortly. "I'll tell her you called."

Evan hung up the phone and started fixing the bed as his phone began to ring. Didn't people know what time it was?

He looked at the caller ID, and it was Shayla. "Hullo?"

"Your uncle is flying to Florida with you."

"No!" he said hotly. "Why for?"

"Lower your tone. He's just flying there with you. You can still have the house to yourself."

He released a sigh. "Okay, Ma. Whatever. I haffta go."

He hung up the phone and continued his task. Chances were, it was not only Shawn but Bri and Vince too. With that brought Erma and Nurse Carla. Very likely even Dr. Carson.

When Larielle came out, she looked and smelled a lot better than she felt. She held her pounding head. "I need aspirin."

"Medicine cabinet."

She went back into the bathroom and turned on the water as she popped two aspirins in her hand, leaning into the sink to drink the water.

Lari came into the room and climbed back into the bed. "Where are we?"

"Not far from the beach. Come on, baby. I needa get you home. I got us bagels."

"Why? Madre will feed us."

"It'll hold us over and absorb the alcohol in your system. Let's go."

He lifted her up and she dragged her feet as he gathered everything, making sure everything was as he had found it.