Re: God Bless America [Island Remix ft. DJ TAIPAN]
Posted: Sat Jun 22, 2019 12:05 am
….
What was that?
No seriously, what was that Julien?
Right on cue, right as Jackson began talking about him, he just showed up with curtains, started lecturing Mikki on the gun or some shit, then left with… she guessed a passive-aggressive comment about how word was going around that he beat a woman and he needed to leave because of it? It’s like, they wouldn’t have known if he hadn’t told them. He literally could have kept his mouth shut about that, and they’d have no idea, at least for a while.
Bree huffed and put the syringe back, an incredulous look on her face. She shook her head.
Too late to think much of that, though. Mikki decided it was time.
Bree looked away, rubbing her arms as she heard the sound of the curtains being draped and folded over Abel. Eventually, she looked back. Her eyes were locked on the shape underneath the curtains.
And Mikki began talking.
And Bree listened.
Okay, so...the whole “he wore a camo suit to prom and he was my best friend” thing was kind of impractical earlier, maybe. But Mikki kept going. And Bree closed her eyes, took in a deep breath. Opened them.
That’s right. He was the baseball captain. Generally Bree knew who the other captains were, since, y’know, she was one. But Abel, Abel…
Bree wasn’t sure what to do.
But then Mikki started crying
And Bree knelt down next to her, feeling more mud on her knees. She reached out to touch Mikki on the shoulder.
“Hey…”
She tightly closed her eyes again, realizing that they felt wet.
What was that?
No seriously, what was that Julien?
Right on cue, right as Jackson began talking about him, he just showed up with curtains, started lecturing Mikki on the gun or some shit, then left with… she guessed a passive-aggressive comment about how word was going around that he beat a woman and he needed to leave because of it? It’s like, they wouldn’t have known if he hadn’t told them. He literally could have kept his mouth shut about that, and they’d have no idea, at least for a while.
Bree huffed and put the syringe back, an incredulous look on her face. She shook her head.
Too late to think much of that, though. Mikki decided it was time.
Bree looked away, rubbing her arms as she heard the sound of the curtains being draped and folded over Abel. Eventually, she looked back. Her eyes were locked on the shape underneath the curtains.
And Mikki began talking.
And Bree listened.
Okay, so...the whole “he wore a camo suit to prom and he was my best friend” thing was kind of impractical earlier, maybe. But Mikki kept going. And Bree closed her eyes, took in a deep breath. Opened them.
That’s right. He was the baseball captain. Generally Bree knew who the other captains were, since, y’know, she was one. But Abel, Abel…
Bree wasn’t sure what to do.
But then Mikki started crying
And Bree knelt down next to her, feeling more mud on her knees. She reached out to touch Mikki on the shoulder.
“Hey…”
She tightly closed her eyes again, realizing that they felt wet.