The Worst Drug

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                            ~Idris's POV~

         As soon as those words leave my mouth I regret them. Fuck, this just keeps getting worse on my part. Thinking before I speak needs to be the first thing I work on. I didn't do all that shit to get her back for nothing.
    She gasps, blinking in shock. Pressing my lips together, I take a step back from her. Her eyes become glossy with tears, looking away from me in disbelief. Scuffing, her thin arms cross over her chest. Ez speaks incoherently in  her sleep, catching our attention briefly. She rolls onto her side, wrapping her arms around herself.
    "You don't mean that," Vina says, the tears leaving her eyes. Seeing her cry breaks my heart more than ever because I haven't seen her in so long. I want to see her smile and hear her laugh. My tongue separates my lips, running over them as I nod.
   "You're right, I don't. I'm saying things I don't mean again. I'm sorry," I admit. She takes a slow step towards me, narrowing her bright green eyes up at me. Usually, I would laugh because at how small she is compared to me trying to act all intimidating but not now, she really is. "I-I'm sorry-"
   "DAMN YOU!" She wipes her tears aggressively. Her shoulders slump sadly. "I'm tired of being in a one sided relationship-"
   "This isn't one sided, Vina. I just told you that I love you-"
   "Do you though?" She asks. My brows pull together, looking down at her with blood shot eyes. "Maybe-maybe yeah, maybe you do love me but it's not how I love you. Since the beginning it feels like I've been the one holding this relationship together. I'm always the one who has to leave, you put that pain on me every time and I'm sick of it. You've messed up a lot, I love you and won't ever hold those things against you. You fucked up on drugs and stayed for as long as I could, until I got caught in the crossfire. And then you had a baby with a woman that you got pregnant while we were together and I still stayed. Then-"
   "Vina-"
  "No, how can you say that so easily because of anger she. You're the one whose screwed me over time and time again. I even stayed while I wasn't sure if you were being faithful to me when Aria was around until I got hurt physically and literally lost our baby, Idris! I've always stayed, even when I know I'm going to get hurt again...I don't want to be hurt anymore."
My throat tightens but I don't let myself cry. It's not even that I'm sad, I'm just fucked pissed off that he would say some bullshit like that to her. Then for him to throw at me that I could possibly not be the father of this baby. Fuck, if that's the case then I don't know what I'll do. I could never ask Vina to get an abortion but I also can't imagine myself raising Sin's child.
"I'm the dad, right? I have to be," I say. Her hand makes hard impact with the side of my face, her small palm stinging my skin. It's not enough strength to move me at all but it hurts like a bitch. So we're hitting each other now... She gasps my hand slaps across her face. It's not as hard as I could make it but it's enough to put her in her place. Putting a hands on a woman isn't something I stand by, I don't like abuse, but I do believe in discipline. "Don't fucking hit me again," I tell her, my hand wrapping around her neck. She stands up on her tiptoes, her hard breaths fanning over my lips.
"Then don't accuse me of something like that." Looking at her red faced angry with me trying to wiggle out of my hold affects me the opposite of how it should. My hand tightens around her throat, hurting her just enough to get her attention then letting my fingers graze gently over the area to sooth it. Gasping for air, she coughs. "Of course you're the father."
"You could have said that without hitting me," I tell her. She rolls her eyes, trying to shove me back again. Bending down, my lips curve up into a smile. "I like this whole act your putting up, acting like you don't want me. You can reject me, I'll just take what I want from you." Her chest presses against mine, her eyes dropping down to mine. A quite whimper leaves her plump lips. "You like hearing that, huh? That your helpless compared to me?"
"YOU'RE A WOMANIZER! OH YOU'RE A WOMANNIZER, BABY! YOU-YOU-YOUA! YOU-YOU-YOUA!" Alaric sings loudly as he comes in with Zav's arm thrown over his neck, Bex close behind them. Vina pushes herself off of me, rubbing her throat. Ez slowly brings herself into sitting position, squinting her eyes at the commotion. "OOOOPPPSSSSS! There's a kid in here. We need to be quiieettt," he says but laughs loudly after, turning around. Zav pushes him roughly, making his shoulder hit the bathroom door. Bex groans loudly, rubbing her eyes. Poor woman take scare of sick patients almost every day and the one time she has a night off she has to monitor these fools.
"I'm sorry," she says, gesturing to Ez who's now awake. I shrug it off, telling her it's okay. Vina walks towards the bed and helps Ez cover herself up better with the blanket. She curls herself into a tighter ball similar to how Vina does before falling asleep with me, her head pressed up against the side of her thigh. The sight of them close together makes my heart swell. I hoped they'd get along, but not even with me did Ez get that close to when I started coming around.
"I'm tired," she tells us.
"Go to the bathroom then we can leave," I tell her. She nods, pushing the blankets off with Vina's help. She stops and looks at her for directions. I leave the door open when she takes off into the door across the hall so she doesn't forget the way back here. "You ready to go?"
"Go where?" Vina asks.
"Home. With me." She laughs, shaking her head. I hate that I keep getting the same responses over and over from her.
"I'm not going home with you. You were just ready to drop everything again before you let me explain anything," she tells me. I could make her feel like she's wrong right about now, totally manipulate her the way I'm a master at but I don't.
"You're going home with me whether you want to or not-"
"Go fuck yourself," she curses at me. My brows raise in surprise. She's gotten more used to profanity over the years but she doesn't use it herself other than the occasional damn or curse when we're having sex.
"I've been doing that for almost three months, I'm tired of it," I tell her. There's suddenly a loud yell from Bex and Zav's bedroom. Thinking something's wrong, I push Vina to the side a little to run in but it's just a different kind of disaster. Vina comes up behind me to look, her hand covering her mouth in horror.
The side of Zav's head is completely shaven down to his scalp while the other is more of a buzz cut, the very top is still it's normal length. His dark brown hair falls onto the counter and floor. I knew when they started smoking and drinking they would end up doing something stupid.
"Do a star on the side, my dude," Zav tells him, his voice low and tough. Alaric turns the razor off and looks at the blade, laughing stupidly.
"I didn't go to barber school, bro. I don't even know what a star is right now." They both burst out laughing, Zav's hands holding onto the counter. Bex pushes me to the side, walking into their restroom with the bread roller in hand. It's a lot more entertaining to see when it's not you who's being threatened with it. That woman is merciless with that thing.
"WHY WOULD YOU CUT HIS HAIR?!" She yells at Alaric. He throws hands up in the air as if she's the police aiming a gun at him.
"HE-HE SAID HE WAS GONNA GET ONE ANYWAYS!" He defends himself, his hands shaking violently. Vina reaches over and takes the roller from her mom's hand. "It doesn't look bad."
"You guys are fucking stupid!" Someone tugs on the bottom of my shirt. Looking down, Ez stands between Vina and I, watching the scene in front of us as well in horror. Sighing, I shake my head and look her way.
"Come downstairs with me for a second. Ez, get your things ready," I tell them. She nods, rubbing back into Vina's old room. Vina though stays in place, crossing her arms stubbornly over her chest. Clenching my jaw, I take a deep breath to contain my irritation. I can't do anything in front of them. Bending down, my lips graze her ear. "Get your ass downstairs before I find a way to get you down there myself," I threaten.
Glaring up at me, she turns around and stomps out of the room. Walking behind her down the stairs, I watch the way her hips love in her sweats. I haven't seen her wear this pair before and they hug her perfectly while being lose at the same time in the back. Crossing her arms over her chest she stops in front of the door.
"I'm not going anywhere with you. At least a few days, you need to work out your feelings about this-"
"I'm trying to tell you how I feel!"
"Well I find it hard to believe what comes out of your mouth when you keep saying things you don't mean," she spits at me. Grabbing her wrist I spin her around so her back hits my chest. She tries throwing her head back to hit hit me that way but she's too short. Bending down I place one of my arms under her right leg and lift her up. Instinctively, her arms wrap around my neck before trying to push me back. I carefully open the door and jog out before she calls for Bex.
"You're going to wake the neighbors!" I tell her, unlocking the car door. She squirms around, hitting by back with her small fists. I throw her in the back like I did before, this time using only two of the seatbelts and the rope. It might raise Ez's eyebrow but I doubt she'll ask anything about it. "I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere," I tell her with a wink.
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