Cupid Carries A Gun ✔

3. chapter

"Okay, what are we going to do?" Jeordie asked.
"I don't know. What about going at my place?" Brian suggested.
"Sounds good." i bended shoulders.
"Fine, but we need to call taxi first." Brian raised his finger.
"Why?" i asked.
"For first, we are drunk, and secondly Jeordie and i don't have got driving licence." Brian said and i started to laugh like mad.
They don't have got driving licence?
Sorry, but it seems so funny to me.

"Okay, stop fucking laughing. I want to go home and take my every-day night dose." Brian's tongue tangled.
"What is every-day night dose? Drugs?" i started to feel awkward.
"Jesus, no! I'm done with drugs since my father passed away." Brian clarified it with sad smile.

I didn't know what to do, so i just took his hand.
"Let's call that mother fucking taxi." Jeordie tried to lighten tautness.
"Kay, i think that only Jeordie isn't drunk so much like us, so please do it instead of us." i gived him my phone.
"Fine, i'll go out, because there's too much noise." Jeordie said and went to exit.

"Okay, guys! Come on, taxi will be there in few minutes!" Jeordie called on us.
"Fine, come on." Brian whispered and gived me hand.
Awww, i love when he do that.

We went out together and i enjoyed the freedom to openly look around.
It was one o'clock in the morning, but that did not stop the city with moving with life.
When i pulled out cigarette, i caught a dirty glare from a woman but i ignored it as i lit up.

"Here it is." Brian pulled me back to the reality.
"Okay, let's go." i said with and went fast to the taxi.
"I can't remember adress, so i'll navigate you, okay?" Brian smiled at driver like angel.
"Drunk crew, i get it." driver sighed.

At Brian's place

"Here we go." Brian opened the door of his mansion.
It was incredibly big.
"Oh my fucking god." i said excited.
"It's awesomeee." i laughed and jumped on couch.
"Whatever." Brian rolled eyes, the way i do everytime.
"Who wants sleep over?" he asked.
"Of course i do. What about you, Lara?" Jeordie asked.

"Can't argue." i smiled.

"Fine, so i'll bring some drinks and we can continue." Brian said and went to kitchen.
"Hey, Lara. Finally we are alone, i have to tell you something." Jeordie said.

"Yes?" i was confused.

"I have to do a biggie." he said with serious face.

"What the fuck?" i started to laugh like mad.
"Hold on, and go to toilet." i said still laughing.
"I fucking can't. When i'll stand up, it'll just fall out." he whispered.
"Briaaaaaaaan! We need some help!!" i shouted for help.
"Why the fuck are you yelling?" Brian was confused.
"Twiggy needs help."
"With what?" he sat next to me.

"He needs to shit, but it'll fall out when he'll try to stand up." i explained.
"Come on, man. Are you kidding me?" Brian did sad face.
"I wish i would." Jeordie did sad face too. They were so cuteee!
"Jeordieeeeee, you'll make it. Come on!" i kicked him into the leg, so he stood up and damned.

"What the fuck?" he looked at me.
"You are standing, see?" i smiled and Brian started to laugh.
That sound was so incredibly beautiful.
"Oh, thanks. Now i'll have to go shit." he ran out to toilet.
"He's such an asshole." Brian leaned back on couch and relaxed.
"Yeah. Where are the drinks?" i asked.
"Oh, i totally forgot. Can you bring them? They're in kitchen." Brian said and i noded.

I went to kitchen for the drinks, but i noticed woman underwear on chair.
God, i'm so stupid.
I really thought, that Marilyn'd like someone like me?
Nobody like me?
My eyes gone wet, but i tried to fight with them.
He can have every single girl on the planet and i thought, that he would like me?

The i went back to living room with fake smile
"Here you are." i passed him one glass and sat next to him.
Then Jeordie came and sat next to me.
"Is it okay now?" i smiled at him.
"Everything done. Give me that." he took glass and drank it's whole content.
"Cheers." i raised my glass to the air.
"Cheers." guys said too.