They had been friends for a long time and here he was ruining because he was being a dick and breaking promises. That seemed to be a lot of him doing that lately. James sighed looking around the bar for a moment beer in hand. He turned back to the bar, finishing his beer off. The bartender knew by now just to give him another and not ask questions.
"Cowboy" came from behind him, causing James to turn shock clearly written on his face. The person that had come there was Gail. Hell he didn't even think she'd ever want to talk to him after what he had confessed to her. See James had confessed that he had fallen for one of his best friends, and sadly for him she didn't feel the same for him. "What do you want Gail?" He asked somewhat glaring at the woman in his drunken state. Gail sighed and rolled her eyes at the man before him. "It's time for you to go home." She said calmly snatching the beer out of his hand. She didn't dare place it on the bar knowing full well he just finish it off than.
James watched her calmly, eyeing her in an attempt to get his beer back. He never was too happy when someone took it from him. "Why the hell does it matter?" he asked finally frowning. Gail frowned at him shaking her head. "Because you're my friend James, do you really think I want you to wallow in sadness?" she retorted. "Why it's not like you're in love with me." He snapped back. With the hurt look that spread across Gail's face me managed to snatch the bottle back, and guzzled the rest of it down. "JAMES ALLEN COX!" she snapped and he visibly cringed. He had heard that tone once before, when he had bashed Harris's head in with his beer bottle.
"What do you want from me?" he asked suddenly glaring at the smaller woman in front of you. "I want you to stop doing this to yourself." Gail answered watching her friend. James only shook his head as he stood. "Then you should have fallen in love with me." He whispered kissing her on the forehead before he passed her and stumbled out of the bar. Gail sighed quickly following after him to make sure he didn't drive home.
Gail made sure he had gotten home safely, even going as far as helping him inside of the house. The next day, James groaned as he lifted himself up out of bed. One thing that was defiantly the cowboy had a hangover. Probably from the fact he had been drinking shots of Whiskey before he had started on the beer. He tripped himself walking through his room, from things he must have caused to fall over during his drunken stumble to bed the night before.
Moving downstairs he blinked a few times. There was Gail cleaning up whatever mess he had made. "What are you doing here?" he asked confusion clearly on his face. Gail turned to look at him a frown on her face. "James" she started but her words stopped as she watched him. He shook his head causing some of hair to fall into his face since it wasn't pulled back like normal. "Don't." he said finally gaining what little wits he still had at the moment. He moved silently around her grabbing the aspirin for his headache.
"Don't do this James." Gail said as she watched him. "Do what Gail?" He asked turning to look at her. "To Love you? Since that's a little late to stop now." He said glaring at her faintly. "Stop trying to shut me out." Gail replied ignoring his last statement. "You're my best friend James, just because I'm not in love with you doesn't mean I don't care." She replied. "And what about Val in all of this?" she asked and James cursed again. He really didn't know right now where he and Val stood. Granted they were still technically an item but his feelings were all over the place when it concerned the two women. "I don't know!" he yelled dejectedly. James moved over to the fridge grabbing a beer out of it. He didn't really care if it was past noon or not. It was somewhere in the goddamn world.
"James you better not be thinking about drinking that beer, it's only eleven in the morning." Gail snapped. He only raised an eyebrow as he opened the bottle, daring her to do something about it. Gail sighed shaking her head. "Getting drunk isn't going to fix anything." She stated. He snorted taking a swig of the beer. "JAMES!" Gail yelled and the smash of glass could be heard as the beer bottle collided with the opposite wall. The young woman flinched at the sound of glass smashing. "God damn it Gail!" he snarled out suddenly. "What else do you want from me Gail? You've gotten my friendship, my love. Hell if you asked for it I'd probably cut my damn foot off for ya." He half yelled at his best friend. By the time he was done he'd be lucky if she still was his friend. "I've giving you everything and gotten shit in return." He snapped taking a few steps toward her. In turn to his advances towards her, Gail moved backwards till her back connected with the table.
James watched her for a moment a hand going to her chin, forcing her to look at him. Gail was watching him confused now. James leaned down, kissing her softly. Before she even realized what had happened it had ended, and James was walking away from her. "Just go." He said disappearing into the living room. Gail hesitated for a moment sighing before she thought it best to leave for now. She'd be back to check on him later.