A/n: that's the bamboo garden :) this is of course dedicated to my faithful reader, emily_young9. This is a kinda hard update for me for personal reasons along with I just put my Jimmy Darling story on hold- tough decision. But yeeaaaahh. Enjoy
"Blah" = talking
"Blah" =yelling
And I threw it on the ground = basically a flashback. Just in this chapter.
Vincent pov
As I screamed, the nearest waitress walked over, trying to find out why I screamed. I pretended to be too hysterical to let out a coherent sentence. I just let out loud whiney half words and gestured wildly around me. She must've assumed I was gay- probably the dyed hair and girly scream- because she murmured something about a boyfriend. She rubbed my back trying to shush me so I cried louder, until I noticed Alison grabbed the panda and was discreetly making her way to the exit.
I pretended to gather my wits and blushed, looking at the ground bashfully. I whispered about going to the bathroom and walked in the direction of the bathroom. Of course, I made sure to leave the money for the dinner. When I felt their eyes slowly look away and I walked out causally to see Alison pacing nervously by the car, biting her nails. I chuckled at the sight and walked up behind her just in time for her to turn and run into me. She let out a surprised giggle before wrapping her arms around me and kissing my lips passionately.
Alison pulled away and then hit my arm playfully. "I thought they caught you, jerk!" She snapped. "I'll always be beside you when you look. Maybe not at first but eventually." I joked as we hopped in my car.
And we didn't even have to run.
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Laying in the back of pop pops truck-Mike had needed his car back for reasons I'll find out later so I'm stuck with the truck that was given to me-, me and Alison stared up at the stars. I wrapped the couple blankets I swiped from home securely around us.
I could feel Alison's stare but I just continued to glaze at the stars, knowing she'll get around to voicing whatever she's thinking about. After a long moment, Alison cleared her throat so I looked over at her. Her big eyes stared into mine, thoughtfully. "Think we'll make it?" Ali asked, resting a dainty hand on my stomach.
...
What brought this on?
....well, let's face it Vince this is a pretty rocky relationship.
...is it though?
I guess it can be seen that way. We fight pretty often and you know, the whole drug thing. Plus we break up more then most healthy couples do.
...
Don't think negative, Vincent.
"If it's right." I reply. She seemed to accept that answer and cuddled closer.
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"I can't believe I ever trusted you!" Alison shrieked as I paced, twigs and dead leaves crunching under my feet. I rolled my eyes in annoyance. What lead to this?
Oh yeah, she answered my phone and it was some chick who called.
"You're really fucking gonna flip shit over that?! You're not even telling me who called!" I shout at her, turning to look at her. Alison was still in the back of the truck, just sitting up this time. She scoffed dramatically before turning away from me, her arms crossed. Tense silence fell over us before I just started walking to the drivers seat. Slamming the car door, I snapped at her to get in the front seat.
After a moment, Ali slid in the front seat an closed the door behind herself. "Where are we going?" She glared at me as I started driving. "I'm taking you home so you can grow a fucking brain." I growled. "Are you calling me stupid?" She actually sounded offended. Really? "Well, your the one accusing me of cheating on Valentine's day because a girl called me." I snapped. "Whatever. Just drop me off at a gas station, I'll call my dad to pick me up. Worthless dickhead." I just scoff and say nothing as she continues her angry rant.
I focus on the road, trying to calm down. Just as I started to cool down, Alison's statement got me angrier then I was. "You don't care about me! You're just using me for sex because you're a soulless uncaring asshole. No wonder your mother killed herself!" She shouted. Thank goodness no cars were behind me because my foot slammed down on the brake. "I...I didn't mean that. Oh God I-" Alison cut herself off when I started digging in the glove compartment. I dropped her presents on her lap without glancing at her and pulled her stuff duck from the backseat, pushing it harshly into her torso. I start going through my wallet and take out a couple twenties. I grab Alison's wrist and dump the money in her hand, finally looking at her.
She looked a little scared but mostly sad and guilt ridden. "Get out. Thats cab money but right now I don't care what you do with it." Alison looked like she wanted to say something or cry but she took her wrist from my hand and quietly got out the truck. I face the road again once she closes the door but before I could pull off she mumbled an apology. I shrug and pull off without a word.
She's right, you know. About your mom.
I just drive, not focusing on where I was going, just driving aimlessly.
"Mom! Mom please wake up!"
I shake my head before glaring at the road. Shut up, brain. I don't want to think about that.
"Vincent why are you up so late? Why are you even outside?"
I pull over quickly, taking out a cap of dope out of the glove compartment of my car. I stare at the capsule before glancing out my window. Coast is clear. I open the capsule and let the powdered drug spill on the screen of my phone. That's alot. I mean, the whole thing? Is that smart? All at once?
I shake off the thought and roll a dollar bill into a straw. Pausing, I look around once more before hunching over my cell and quickly snorting the drug.