[Roleplay] The Rebuilding - Continuation of The Aftermath

"Well, only group dates for now. No sleeping in the same room, for God's sake... Once I get to know Helix better, I'll ease up on the limits before completely taking them away. Is that too harsh?"

- - - Post Merge - - -

After my 8th can, my brain starts to shut down... Oh, god... What am I supposed to do with myself now?

I really ****ed up, didn't I?

Yeah... Now the only girl who truly liked me for something other than my sex appeal hates me now...

I go back to drinking. After finishing 4 more cans, I pass out on the couch.
 
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Once the water heats up, I step inside the shower and motion for Sage to join me.
 
I follow Helix into the shower. I smile as the warm water runs across my skin.

I smile. "I'll ask them tomorrow."
 
"What do you think Mace will have to say about that... incident...?" I ask, taking some shampoo for myself.
 
"Oh, alright, we can talk later... But aren't you concerned about what Mace might do?" I condition my hair.
 
I grab a cloth and start washing my body. "Why should I be?" I ask, confused. "He doesn't need to know."
 
My eyes widen. "Notice what?"

I wake up, feeling groggy, to the sound of my phone ringing. I drunkenly slur, thinking Mitch had called back, "What do you want, Mitch?! I told you to go **** yourself."

"..." I glance at Sai.
 
"Your brother walked in on us..." I say, stepping out of the shower and grabbing a towel to dry off.
 
I gasp. "Really?! Holy sh*... So you were talking to him?! I didn't notice..." I giggle. I stay in the shower, enjoying the warmth. Oh, god... He'll think I'm a slut for sure.

- - - Post Merge - - -

Is it her? I cough and casually say, "What's up?"
 
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I bite my lip. I have to be strong. My heart can't be broken again, not while I'm trying to mend.

"... Not much. What're you up to?"
 
"Yeah..." I chuckle, realizing how ridiculous the whole situation seemed. Once I finish drying off, I wrap the towel around my waist and shiver. "I'm gonna get changed real quick." I say, and look for a change of clothes in my bag.
 
I bluntly say, "I don't really know, to be honest... Last I remember I was watching TV and thinking about you."

(He still sounds drunk AF.)
 
I hesitate. ".... Is that so?"

I can't love him anymore.
Not after what he did to me.
But why is it so hard?


"What were you watching?"
 
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