God I feel like I'm about to die from sleep exhaustion. I haven't been able to sleep though…The Fuck? What does this mean? Oh, I know, Seth FUCKING Clearwater. That boy will drive me insane, no he IS. I can't stop thinking about him…See; He went away for a couple of days to visit his mom for her birthday. I don't know when he'll get back. Fuck fuckiddy Fuck fuck. My life as an Insomniac…I could see that…Win a book award or some Shit. Maybe Coffee will help…
YES, YES IT WILL!
So I basically walk downstairs like a boss, Slip on the last stair with a thud, and decide to stay there, finally getting some sleep.
"BANDIT LEE WAY, WAKE THE FUCK UP!"I heard a husky voice say, eager for response.
"No...Need to fight space monkeys…" I mumbled, as if I were sleep talking. "No…Seth, go get the orange juice…"I mumbled more. I heard a chuckle.
"I wish I knew why I need to get Orange Juice."The Husky Voice continued. SETH! THAT BITCH!
"Bitch, YOU WISH you knew!"I said opening up my eyes, and straightening myself in his arms. 'The Fuck? Why are you holding me, breh?"I said. He smiled.
"Hi!"He said like how I imagine puppies talk to each other, Hyper and full of Joy. "Why were you sleeping on the floor?"
"I fell and I couldn't get up…Life-Alert didn't save me, that shit's bullcrap."I said nonchalantly. "I'm kidding…But I did fall, I just didn't want to get up. That was the first time I've slept this week, AND you woke me up, hoe." I said Getting up. He got up and ran behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Sorry…I thought you were in a coma or something."He said, kissing my cheek before I turned around.
"You Wish. I fall in style." I said, sliding my arms around his neck. He pulled me into a long bear hug. I didn't care that I couldn't breathe, totally worth it! When he let go, He started to lean in, and of course being me, I had a mini spaz attack in my mind. Guess who got a Sethy-Kiss today? I DID! But,we weren't an Item…YET, MUTHA FUCKA! I was about to go in for another, but my phone rang. I held up a finger, seeing it was my mother's agent.
"Marty, you got five seconds to tell me what I need to know starting NOW!"I said pulling out of Seth's warm embrace.
"Bandit, you might want to get your father for this, and sit down…" Damn you Marty. "'Kay..."I said in an uneasy tone. "FATHER OF THE YEAR, GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE!" I yelled up the stairs. He walked down.
"A simple 'Dad, Get your ass down here.' would do." He said. "MARTY YOUR FIVE SECONDS START NOW." I yelled.
"Bandit…Your mother got in an accident…She didn't make it." There goes my heart, split in two.
I dropped the phone, and ran outside. I ran as fast as I could, jumping into my Range Rover. I drove to a random parking lot and sobbed. Just…sobbed. This can't happen, NOT TO MY MOM! EVERYTHING WAS JUST FINE, BUT NOW, NOPE. NADA. ZIP. FUCK! FUCK ME, FUCK MY LIFE, JUST FUCK IT. I DON'T CARE ABOUT THIS SHIT ANYMORE, NOT AT ALL. MY MOM WAS GONE, THANKS TO SOME FUCKING ASSHOLE SOMEWHERE ELSE, AND I'LL NEVER SEE HER AGAIN.
I'll never see her again…