Loyalty…
We were just heading to the car to go to Nora's for 'dinner' and Rixon was still going on about driving. He had been for the last half an hour, when we began to get ready.
"All I'm saying here is I think I need to get back into routine, ya know?" he tried to reason.
"I agree," I fished the keys out of my bag, "but I'm not letting you drive my brand new car."
"Well how else am I going to get used to driving a stick again…" he trailed off, beginning to sulk.
"She's an automatic." I saw the car come into view and smiled. She was a gorgeous car. A sleek, plum purple Audi S3, 2.6 litre turbo diesel.
To die for.
"Even easier," he said slapping my ass, "does she have a name?"
"You're an idiot, and you're not driving her!" I shook my head, unlocking the car and getting in. I looked out of the passenger window; he was just leaning against it. I leant over and rapped on the window, "What are you doing?" I shouted from inside the car.
He just persisted to lean.
"Lord give me strength." I mumbled getting back out of the car. "What are you doing? We're going to be late."
"You don't want to go anyway." He huffed as he turned his head to face away from me.
"Rixon, get in the car this instant!" I shouted at him. Why was he being such a child about this?
"Or what?" he was looking at me now. His eyes went dark, his voice got low and his frown deepened.
"I'll….chain you in Hell again!" I retorted, a little slowly but I still said it.
"With what, Love, you need one of me feathers," he smirked, "and you're brother burned the last one when he done it."
"Just get in the god dam car," I looked at him, he didn't budge, "or I won't put out!"
His eyes widened, his breath caught and he quickly stood up from leaning and jumped in the car. He grumbled something under his breath as he got in but I didn't quite catch what it was.
After a relatively short journey with minimal traffic, we bumped up on Nora's drive. I didn't see Patch's Jeep or motorbike anywhere. "If he isn't coming this is going to be awkward as he-" I stopped abruptly, suddenly aware of what I was comparing a civil dinner at my sister in-laws house to, Hell.
"You don't have to skirt around that word, it just a word." Rixon smiled at me as he got out the car and came around to the driver's side, I expected him to open it, but he just stood there, hands in his pockets. "C'mon, Kat, we haven't got all day."
I pushed the door open; it swung back and hit him in the shin, he yelped and jumped back. "Hope you didn't damage my car," I looked at him smiling sweetly. I shut the door and we began walking up to the porch, Rixon had his armed draped across my shoulder, Deep breaths darlin', he said to my mind as we reached the door.
I knocked three times; Nora answered less than 2 seconds after the third knock. "Kat, I'm so sor-" she suddenly went very pale.
"What's up Nora, you look like you've seen a ghost." Rixon and I both laughed.
"Good one, babe," Rixon wiped a metaphorical tear from his eye, "Nora, Las, it's been too long." He stepped forward pulling her in for a hug.
"Patch, he chained you-" she sputtered, staring at Rixon wide eyed.
"In Hell? Ay, he did, but we're ok now." He laughed again, as if to reassure her of something. He brushed past going into the house, "Got any pudding?"
She just looked from inside the house, where he'd disappeared, to me. "May I?" I was polite enough to ask to come in, and I was still smiling like an idiot.
It had been 20 minutes of sitting around the kitchen island in silence, except the noise of Rixon glugging water and scoffing down pudding cups like they were going out of fashion. I was sitting on a stool with one elbow on the counter and my chin resting on my fist as I scrolled through twitter. Nora was leaning against the oven; still with a look of disbelief and staring at Rixon…eating pudding.
Real sexy, babe. I said to his mind, he took 2 seconds away from his pudding to flash me a very chocolatey, very messy smile.
Aren't I just, He replied, Think this could be anymore awkward?
Patch better hurry up, or it's his funeral.
Or hers… I looked at him, shocked, I could see the faintest smile touch his lips.
Nora stood up straight and coughed. I looked over at her and raised an eyebrow, curious as to why she actually made a noise. "Are you guys…um…'talking'?" she asked using her fingers to make air quotes.
"Where's my brother?" I asked blankly, she knew we were 'talking', why feel the need to ask?
"Yeah, where's the rat bastard at?" Rixon said chucking his fourth empty pudding cup onto the side, making his way out of the kitchen.
I watched him walk out then went back to looking at my phone, "Might want to follow him," I advised her without looking up. At that Nora rushed out of the kitchen to find him. After reading everything on my feed and trying to ring Patch, with no luck, I thought I'd better try and find them, just in case.
I hopped off of the stool and had just reached the stairs when I heard keys in the front door, Patch walked in and looked at me a bit baffled, "Guess she didn't tell you?"
"Tell me what?"
Before I answered there was a loud, womanly scream from upstairs.
"Rixon!" me and Patch claimed in unison, we both sprinted up the stairs and into the end bedroom where Nora sat, hunched over on the bed and Rixon stood by the wardrobe hands in the air, very innocently.
"What did you do?" Patch hissed at him.
"Now, now, he might not have done anything." I said to Patch, trying to defend Rixon. Please don't have done anything dumb. I pleaded to Rixon.
"What do you mean? He must've done something; she's in tears." Patch gestured to Nora, on the bed, still sobbing.
I rolled my eyes and turned to Rixon, "Well…?"
"She's pregnant!" Rixon shouted and Nora started sobbing even harder.
"Oh for the love of god!" I mumbled leaving the room.
