Author's Note: I do not own any of the SOA or their locations.
Sunrise
It was a little after four when I got back to my apartment. All I wanted to do was to curl up in bed, not even take a shower because it would delay me making face time with my mattress. I was also starving. The blaring music and the giggling, I frowned this was going to do nothing but annoy me. As I put my keys in the bowl on the table I saw two leather jackets hanging on the chairs. Sons of Anarchy. California. Who the hell did these two crazy bitches bring into our crib? I loved both of them but the downfall of living two kind of promiscuous…that's too harsh sexually liberated women they sometimes bring home shady guys. The good thing is that they shared the bigger bedroom and I had the small bedroom. All I had to do is turn up my music on my I-Pod and get some sleep. They were listening to some rock music which wasn't my thing, especially this early in the morning. I tossed my bag on my bed and continued onto their bedroom.
I banged on the door. "HEY, LADIES KEEP IT DOWN. MR. HARRIS IS GOING TO CALL THE COPS ON US AGAIN!" I said. That is something we just didn't need. I heard a muffled sorry from what is sounded like Tamara. I laughed shaking my head as the music was turned down. "Hey, bring your fine ass over here." One of the guys said.
Tamara and Carrie had gone out dancing while I studied my ass off at the library all night for finals. With all that studying my appetite was nowhere to be found. I went to my room and closed my door, stripping off my clothes down to my polka dot boy shorts and black bra. I jumped on my goose down comforter and let out relieved and exhausted sigh. Pressed my remote to my Bose player, Sun Again by the smooth voice of Kinnie Starr. My stomach started to growl, feeling like a sucker punch. I whined to myself as I propelled myself off the bed wrapping my throw around my body before opening the door. The noises from the other room had dissipated only the sound of the music still going strong. Over already. Quick pumpers. Ilaughed at my own joke as I looked in the fridge for something appetizing this late. I settled at the bowl of grapes and a glass of wine. I needed some alcohol to calm my nerves and maybe it would help me sleep. I kicked my door close put the bowl on my nightstand close to the bed and sipped the wine dropping the throw on the ground.
I sat the wine down and lit a black and mild before collapsing back on my bed. I inhaled the smoke thinking about nothing, what a lovely feeling that is. I exhaled the smoke and popped a grape in my mouth as I continued to look at the ceiling. The player was on shuffle and now Alright was playing. I laid there with my left leg dangling off the bed with this moment of peace smoking my cigar, drinking wine and popping grapes into my mouth.
"Shit, I'm sorry." A guy's voice said. I sat up, it happened so quickly I had no time to react. I groaned and threw on a pair of sweats and a shirt before opening my door.
"Can I help you with something?" I asked the Mexican guy who was staring on the wall across from the door. He was around 5'9 maybe 6'1, tattoos on both arms, medium built, nothing special, alright looking.
He laughed giving me a smile as I put my hands on my hips waiting. "I'm sorry about that. I didn't think you would be, you know--"
"Partially dressed in my bedroom with the door closed." I finished his sentence. He scratched his head "yea, that's wasn't my best thinking. I should have knocked, I'm sorry."
I rolled my eyes "You're doing a lot of apologizing. Which brings me back to my original question, did you need something?" I realized he wasn't wearing a shirt which made this conversation a bit more awkward.
He put his hands in his jeans "yea, I wanted to apologize for all the noise." he said.
I smiled, he was like a puppy. "Thank you but I'm used to it." I walked back into my room grabbing my cigar taking a puff.
He took what I said in and got the joke laughing a little too hard and a little too loud. It made me smile more. "What are you doing up so late?" he inquired.
I walked passed him with my throw closing my door behind me. He hadn't left the spot he had been standing. In the cramped hallway it was too close. I quickly moved going to the balcony; I could hear his heavy boots behind me. Since this guy would leave me alone what's the harm? "I was studying for finals." I said pulling back the blinds and opened the sliding door. The ground was cool against my feet but not unpleasant. I sat down in one of the chair looking at the darkness over the horizon it was starting to lighten up.
He plopped down next to me, picking the chair the closet to me. I offered the throw it was a little chilly out here and he was shirtless. He took it and moved his chair even closer and spread the throw over both of us. I looked at him peculiar. This guy was weird. "They have finals tomorrow too, why weren't they with you? Instead of shaking their asses in the club?" he asked. He lit a cigarette and I took another drag of my cigar.
"We all have different work ethic. I can't pass without studying. I'm not that smart. Apparently they can. Especially Carrie, that girl is a genius." I said matter-of-factly.
He didn't respond, just took a puff of his cigarette. I nudged him "plus if they were with me, you wouldn't have gotten lucky." I winked breaking the uncomfortable silence. He laughed and shrugged "yea, you're right."
I put out the cigar and looked at the scenery. "What do you study?" he asked. Why do you care? I wanted to ask him but didn't have the heart to. He was being nice to me. I could at least be nice back. "I'm a mechanical engineering major."
He looked at me with a shocked expression, I should have been offended but instead a smile spread across my face. "What? When I was younger I used to love to take apart shit and put it together."
"It's just surprising that's all. Oh and I saw the poster in your room. The Professional good movie." He nodded approving.
"You don't know that movie you just said that to earn points with me." I challenged.
He laughed "whoever doesn't know Leon needs to be shot. When he was cupped Matlhida's face before he went out in ablaze."
I smacked his arm excited "I don't wanna lose you."
The guy nodded "then he said 'You're not going to lose me. You've given me a taste for life. I wanna be happy. Sleep in a bed, have roots. And you'll never be alone again, Mathilda. Please, go now, baby, go. Calm down, go now, go.' Shit, growing up I wanted be Leon. That cool."
I shifted back to looking straight ahead in my sit. That was my favorite part of the movie. "I cried on that part and I don't do crying." I admitted.
"I cried too, don't tell anyone that." He quickly said. I laughed a throaty laugh. The guy was watching me "you have a beautiful smile." He said sheepishly.
I knew a wolf when I saw one "thanks" I said quickly and didn't say anything else. I was not going to fall for the bullshit. I grew up with guys like him. I was hip to the bullshit.
We sat in a comfortable silence for a long time just looking at the sunrise.
"I've never done this before."
"What fuck a random girl and then chat up her roommate?" I offered.
He stifled a laugh, leaning closer into me "No, watch the sunrise." I didn't say anything, didn't need to.
Sleep was taking over and I got up. "Well it's been fun but I gotta get some rest. I got finals in a couple hours."
He stood up too pulling the throw over my shoulders. He was watching me intently "I didn't get your name."
I shrugged "does it matter?" We both knew we wouldn't be seeing each other again.
He scratched his head "guess not, good morning." He said with that same easy going smile.
"Good Morning." I gave him a half smile before going back into my room. I collapsed back on my bed for the last time falling to sleep almost instantly.
A couple hours later I was pulled on my discarded jeans and a white shirt sliding into my Adidas flip flops. I looked down at my hand and saw in black magic marker a number. I shook my head as I went into the bathroom running the water, scrubbing off the remainder of the number. I put my hair up in my Kangol cuff pull on with peak hat before leaving the apartment. There were no sign of the guys from last night.
I put the eventful hours in the back of my head and focused on what was important. Passes my finals before I had a fucking nervous breakdown.
