Fuckin' idiot. Was supposed to pay the power bill, I gave him the money and everythin. Now the lights were off. He had takin my bottle of jack. We had no hot water, so I had to take a cold ass shower. I was getting more and more pissed, and when Merle came in knockin shit down I was just about ready to fight.
"what the Fuck Merle. Shut the hell up" God. He may be family, but I would knock his teeth in.
"oh little Darylina, mad I brought home some pussy? Did you want me all to yourself tonight? fag"
I hadn't noticed the broad on his arm until then. She had long dark hair, a nice curvy figure from what I could see, and couldn't be a day over 23. I forgot to get mad about Merles insinuatin' I was gay as I got pissed about the girl. Lucky ass bastard somehow brought home broads half his age. On a regular basis.
"Shut up merle" she snapped out. Her voice wasn't flirtatious or filled with lust. Hell she didn't even sound drunk. She only sounded a little pissed. My anger was replaced by confusion for a few seconds.
I looked at her at a loss. Her eyes met mine.
"well? you going to get your ass over here and help me get this idiot sitting so he can't hurt himself?" her voice was sweet and icy, and she pronunciated all her words real odd like. Definitely not from around these parts.
I didn't move until I saw Merle pass out.
For a second I thought I was going to buckle under the drunken mans weight, and then all of a sudden Merles brother had pulled him away from me and started dragging him further into the house.
I didn't know what else to do so I picked up the lamp he had put down and followed the two brothers down a hall. He pushed merle onto the bed and just about ran into me as he turned back around.
The light from the lamp i was holding shined on him. His chest was well toned, and littered with scars. I got distracted by the toned V and treasure trail leading down to the towel. It was riding dangerously low on his hips. After a few seconds I heard him clear his throat frustrated, and my eyes immediately snapped to his face. I could only meet his eyes for a second before I blushed and looked away.
"uh. Hi. I'm May" I said biting my lip.
He only grunted.
Taking the lamp from my hands he walked back down the hallway I followed him until he walked past the entry way down the opposite hallway. A door slammed.
The house was dark. I could barely make out the front door from the moonlight coming through a window. I stood for a few seconds not knowing what to do.
"wellll, hmmn". Screw it. I wasn't going to be uncomfortable 'cause of these two. Southern hospitality ay? I almost laughed.
"Good to meet you too" I said as sarcastically as possible to the empty room, and not knowing what else to do I left.
I pushed merle onto the bed and turned back towards the houseguest. She was staring at my chest and it took me a second to realize I was in a towel. And she was staring at my scars. I couldn't tell what she was thinking, but she kept staring. I went from discomfort to anger. Pissed at myself for coming out in a towel, pissed at her for staring at me with that unreadable look, and pissed at Merle for bringing home a girl and then passing out.
I didn't hear what she had said so I grunted and took the lamp, walking across the house to my bedroom.
After throwing some clothing on I came back out to the living room. It was empty. I wasn't sure if she had left or gone back into Merles room. Forget it, I don't care if she is pretty. Stuck up bitch. I didn't want to talk to her anyways.