Sunday, November 22, 2009

more than just words

Randy still was startled by Sebastian's behavior. Why would he do such a thing? Burn a cigarette in his hand. Randy didn't know what to say. It was baffling.

Of course, there was that thing he did with Anita that he was hiding from Sebastian, as well. He just wanted to forget it. Couldn't he forget it? He'd practically blacked out anyway. He couldn't remember. What he did know for sure...he was never taking a pill from Anita, again.

"Maybe we should forget the party." Randy told Sebastian he'd rather stay in. Watch a movie, perhaps. Actually, he could do very well on his own without any intoxication.

"No, we have to go." Naturally, Sebastian would say that. He wouldn't dare want to say he wanted to be popular, but he did want people to like him. Randy was coming to understand that now.

"I know, I get it. But I'm not doing an all nighter. All right. We have better things to do than get sloshed at Oliver's."

"What is it about Oliver?" Sebastian wanted to know as they made their way to the commons for revisions.

"You said it yourself, he's a richie." Randy shrugged.

"That's all there is to it?" Sebastian glared.

"Yes." Randy squinted. "Don't suppose you want to explain to me about you and your little sacrifice other night. Perhaps you need to join Anita in rehab."

Of course, Sebastian swelled a frown and walked away from Randy to find his own little corner to study.

"Come back, I didn't mean it. But could  you please explain, what the shit happened in Paris?" Randy knew he'd be in trouble if he said one more thing as he followed Sebastian. They clearly needed to talk.


e.l. said...

hopefully, they can make up.

elliestories said...

They have to know everything about each other.

jacob black fan fic said...

Looks like more trouble.

Cait said...

I hope they sort this out.

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