What a Boy Needs

What a Boy Needs by Nyrae Dawn

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Authors: Nyrae Dawn
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parents notice the Vodka ' s gone? " It ' s the only thing I can think to say. My head tilts back so I ' m looking at the ceiling. I can ' t keep looking at her or I ' ll do something really stupid.
    She ' s quiet for a few minutes and I wonder if she fell asleep. Finally I hear , " No . They won ' t notice. "
    " Good. If they do , blame me. T ell them you didn ' t know I took it or something. " The last thing I want is for her to get into trouble.
    " They won ' t notice , Jay. They don ' t notice much of anything. "
    There ' s a sadness in her voice that I don ' t understand. A sadness that makes me open my mouth and say , " My dad fucking hates my guts. Well ... I guess he ' s not even really my dad. " It might be the wrong thing to say, but she gave me a piece of her, so I want to give her a little bit of me too.
    I feel her head turn on my lap and know she ' s looking at me. Know she wants me to talk , but I can ' t , so I let myself be the loser I am and just shake my head without letting myself turn away from the ceiling.
    There ' s more of a pause ... I can almost feel the seconds tick by as I wonder if she ' s going to ask. As I wonder what made me even say what I did.
    " He ' s an idiot ," she finally says. " Anyone would have to be stupid to hate you. " And then she rolls over again , almost like she ' s trying to burrow into me. Like she wants to be a part of me and I totally want that , too.
    I don ' t even try to open my mouth because I know I can ' t say anything. My throat is closed , so instead I put my hand on the side of her head. Automatically , my fingers tangle in her hair.
    " I ' m glad you came , Jaden . "
    " I ' m glad I came , too. "
    And then my world goes black.

 
    Chapter Ten
    Something pokes my cheek.
    " Goldilocks , wake up ," someone says in my ear.
    Sebastian ' s voice is not what I wanted to wake up to today. My eyes struggle to open. I know it ' s early. We planned to head out at a decent time , but the sandpaper behind my lids also has to do with the bottle of Vodka sitting on the coffee table.
    " Open your eyes before I pour water on you. "
    That makes my eyes jerk open. I wouldn ' t put it past him to do it. Amazingly , I manage not to move because I don ' t want to wake Priscilla. Her head is still in my lap , but she ' s facing my stomach now , her arms tucked up underneath her and against me. I feel bad she slept on the couch all night. I should have woken up and brought her up stairs.
    " Psst . Are you paying attention to me , Romeo? " Sebastian is whispering , I assume , so he doesn ' t wake her.
    " Romeo? " I rasp. Ugh. My mouth is totally dry. Why did we think it was a good idea to play Vodka Go Fish?
    His eyes shoot toward Priscilla and then back at me. He ' s got that cocky look on his face that says he ' s not only jumping to conclusions , but he ' s up to something , too.
    I shake my head. " It ' s not what you think , Cupid . " If he ' s going to play the name game with me , I definitely have some stored away for him. " Where ' s your bow and arrow? "
    " I ' m about to shoot your ass with it. "
    Just then , Priscilla starts to stir on my lap. " Be quiet before you wake her up. She ' s not going to be feeling too hot today and needs to get some more sleep. " My fingers itch to push the hair off her face , but I hold myself in check.
    " Aww , aren ' t you sweet. Bet you weren ' t thinking about Woodstock and me like that when you guys drained that bottle. " He stands up straight and crosses his arms.
    I don ' t bother to reply to that. " What time is it? "
    " Five. "
    Which means we ' re supposed to leave in an hour. I know we need to clean this place up before we go. My head pounds at the thought of doing anything today: cleaning , sitting in a car , or even standing up.
    Slowly , I put my hand under her head and scoot out from under her. Once I ' m able to stand up , I softly set her head on the couch. Sebastian follows me into the kitchen. " Where ' s your girl? "
    " Upstairs

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