A Life On The Edge

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*DISCLAIMER* PARMA, ARIZONA IS A FICTIONAL PLACE. THERE IS NO SMALL TOWN ANYWHERE IN THE STATE OF ARIZONA BY THE NAME OF PARMA THERE IS A PLACE CALLED PARMA, OHIO. I HAVE BEEN THERE ONCE. I DO NOT HARBER ANY NEGATIVE FEELINGS TOWARDS THE CITY. THANK YOU.

  

“Where did you find this place?” I gasped twirling around the huge loft.

“An old friend of mine lent it to me,” Eli smiled wrapping his arms around my waist.

“How old can he be?” I laughed. “You’re in your early twenties not fifties.”

“You are such a smart ass aren’t you?” he said in between placing little kisses all over my face. I giggled and beat on his chest.

“Stop, your stubble tickles!”

“You love it.” He teased kissing my neck. “I love you.” I looked up and smiled at him. “I’m so glad we did this. This…this is perfection.” I was about to say something when I heard the crashing of a wave. I looked behind Eli and gasped.

“Oh my god! A beach!”  

“Riley, Riley wake up.”

“Huh? What? Where are we?”

“Parma.” Lyle said lifting out the luggage from the back.

“Where?” I asked confused.

“A little town called Parma.” I nodded. “We’re staying at the Sullivan’s motel.”

“Why do we keep staying at motels? This is like the fourth motel we’ve stayed at.” I grumbled stretching.

“Fifth,” Lyle corrected. “Wake up Tina for me.” I leaned forward and nudged Tina in the shoulder.

“Tina, Tina wake up.” I whispered.

“Fuck you too Clay Akin.” She mumbled. I gave her a strange look.

“What were you dreaming about?”

“Don’t worry about it.” She said glaring at me. I rolled my eyes and climbed out of the car. “Where are we?” she yawned.

“Sullivan’s Motel in Parma, Arizona,” I said stretching.

“Yuck. Why are we always staying at Motels? This is like the 6th one.”

“Fifth,” I corrected.

“This is some bullshit.” She grumbled.

“I don’t know why we keep staying at motel’s ask Dylan.” I said walking into our room. This has been one of the more spacious rooms we’ve stayed in this month. We’ve been bouncing around a lot because…well it seems that Chris and Kelly are working together now. This means we move a lot, and I hate every second of it. “At least this one has a TV.” I said sprawling out on the bed.