"Well, you never know. So what are you going to do about Seth?" Mom asked.
"What about Seth?" I asked.
"Well, the last time you guys saw each other you left it on an awkward note."
"Mom, I was drunk. It doesn't count."
"He wasn't." Mom pointed out.
"So he saved me from utter humiliation. My hero." I said sarcastically.
"You were all over him, and you know what they say..."
"Mom, we're done talking about this.You didn't even really see us."
"Tess, the truth always comes out when you're drunk."
"Mother!" I shouted into the phone. "Done."
"So are you going to come?" Mom asked.
"Yeah, Mom I'll be there." I said.
I heard a crash. "Oh, well I have to go! I'll talk to you later!"
"Bye Mom." I heard her hang up. "Love you." I said quietly into the phone. I laid where I was and stared at the ceiling, thinking about the last time I saw Seth.
***
I sat at the kitchen table. I was matching Mom drink for drink. Adam was already on the couch gone. It didn't take much to get him drunk.
Seth came up and sat next to me. I poured him a shot and he joined us. Finally Mom gave in and decided she couldn't go on anymore. I quit with her. I was drunk and hadn't even realized it. I stood up and tried to walk over to the couch and sit with my brother. I took three steps and tripped over my feet. Before I hit the ground I felt an arm wrap around my waist. I grabbed onto Seth's arm.
I turned around in his arms and looked into his eyes. "Hi, Seth." I smiled. "Y-u haven't druuunk very much." I slurred.
"I know." He smiled. "That's because someone needed to take care of you."
"Awww!" I cooed. "You get to be my prince! That's so cute." I wrapped my arms around his neck. Seth wrapped his arm around my waist.
"Alright princess, let's take you to bed. I don't trust you to walk around."
"Oh, but then I can't be with you any more." I felt my heart sink a little bit. "And I really want to be with you." I frowned.
"I want to be with you too." He grinned at me. "I'll make you a deal. We can hang out in your room."
"Seth!" I heard my mom yell. "If you're gonna sleep with my daughter, you're gonna do it while she's fucking sober!"
"Calm down, Christie, I wouldn't do that."
I frowned. "Well, why the hell not?"
Seth chuckled. "We will some other time. Not now."
"Hmf" Seth started to lead me down the hallway. Half way down the hall he just picked me up and carried me to my room. I rested my head on his chest. Seth turned on my television and turned to set me on my bed. Before Seth reached the bed he tripped over a shirt on my floor and landed on my bed with me in his arms.
I giggled. Seth sat back on my bed next to the wall and I snuggled up next to him. We sat there for a while just watching television together until I started to drift off. Seth started to move me over. I grabbed onto his shirt. "Where are you going?" I asked.
"I have to get going hon, I have to work tomorrow."
"No," I whispered looking up at him. "Stay with me?"
"I've gotta go to work." Seth repeated.
"But," I insisted. "You could stay and just go to work from here. You could wear some of Adam's clothes. You're closer from here anyway." I argued.
"Ok." Seth whispered to me. "Just let me call my dad." Seth lifted himself from under me and went into the hallway to call his dad. A little while later he walked back into my room, closed the door, and laid down beside me. I turned around to face him and laid on his chest. "I'm staying." Seth whispered.
"Good." I smiled. I sat up a little and evened my face with his. "Seth, I'm really happy you're here, you know, with me."
"Me too, Tess." Seth whispered.
"Hey, Seth?"
"Yeah, Tess?"
I looked into Seth's eyes. "Kiss me." I whispered.
Seth moved so I was beside him instead of on top of him and looked into my eyes. "I want to Tess, I REALLY do, but right now's not a good time."
"Just do it, Seth." Seth smiled and bent down. Seth kissed me, lightly, on the cheek.
"Good night, Tess."
I smiled. "Goodnight, Seth."
***
I sat back and stared at my ceiling. This needed cleared up. Problem was I wasn't sure how.*********************
Chapter 12
Start from the beginning
