"What do you mean you don't know? What is it?" He asked while looking at me.
"Eyeball, you're drunk. Really drunk. What if you wake up and wish none of this happened?" I asked.
"I wouldn't do that, even if I did remember anything," He said with a laugh.
"Quiet down! You don't want my dad to hear," I said while giving him a warning glance.
"Okay, I will, calm down," He said with a chuckle.
"Can we just go to sleep? It's too weird with Chris there," I said while looking at a sleeping Chris.
"Chris is a deep sleeper anyway," Eyeball replied while edging closer.
"You're not going to give up, are you?" I asked with a smirk.
"Not a chance," He replied while rolling over, landing on top of me.
"Eyeball, get off," I whined.
"I will strip and run around your house singing Millie Smalls if you don't stop whining," He said with a laugh.
"You would not," I laughed.
"When you add Eyeball Chambers and eight beers, it can equal anything," He said with a laugh.
"Now I believe you," I said with a laugh.
"Where were we?" He more stated than asked as he leaned in and kissed me.
"Right about here," I mumbled as I kissed him back.
So, once again, we began a make-out session, except this time it was better. I ran my fingers through his curly brown hair, and his hands were, well, where weren't they? We continued this for quite awhile, and then I heard something.
"Eyeball, stop," I said while pulling away.
"What now?" He whined.
I rolled my eyes then they seen something they wish they never did. Chris Chambers was sitting up, looking directly at me with a smirk.
"Chris!" I shrieked.
"Yes?" He said with a laugh.
At the sound of his brothers voice Eyeball quickly turned around and focused his eyes on Chris.
"What the fuck?! How long were you there watching, you faggot?!" Eyeball asked Chris angrily between clenched teeth.
"Eyeball, calm down," I said while placing a hand on his bare shoulder.
"No, I won't calm down!" He said while still giving Chris the "you are dead" glare.
"Yes, you will! Either be quiet or I will never talk to you again," I said while looking at Eyeball with a serious face.
"Fine, but don't think I'm not going to get you for this," Eyeball said sternly while looking at Chris.
"Eyeball, just leave him alone and go to sleep," I said while laying down.
"Fine," He mumbled as he lied down.
"Goodnight, Chris," I mumbled while shutting my eyes.
"I don't think I can after seeing that," He chuckled lightly.
"Whatever," I mumbled then I fell into a deep sleep...
My eyes opened slowly as the pale sun shone in through the window. I yawned then looked over to my side, shocked at what I saw.
My head my resting on Eyeball's chest. His bare chest. I let out a groan as last night's events all came flooding back into my brain.
Eyeball was still out cold, and the last thing I wanted to do was wake him up. I stood up and walked across the bed, being careful not to step on Eyeball. I walked across the room, but Chris wasn't on the floor.
I then went over to my dresser and looked at the clock, it read nine-thirty. I put the clock down and turned to sit down in my chair, but then I found Chris.
I must have startled him, because he jumped when he looked up and saw me.
"It's alright, I won't attack you," I said quietly, so I wouldn't wake up Eyeball.
"I know, I just didn't hear you coming over here," He replied with a light laugh.
"Listen, about last night..." I trailed off while looking at him.
"It's alright, I won't tell anyone," He said while looking at me with a smile.
"Okay, thanks, but I was just going to ask that you know we didn't do it, right?" I asked while looking at him.
"Honestly, how naive do I look?" He asked with a laugh.
"No, really Chris, we just kissed a little," I said.
"A little? More like trying to suck each other's faces off," He said with a laugh.
"I didn't say what kind of kissing," I replied with a smirk.
"True enough," He replied with a grin.
"Want a cigarette?" I asked while grabbing my pack of Winston's off a shelf and held one out.
"Yea, thanks," He replied with a smile while taking it and placing it between his lips.
I gave a smile back and I took one out of the pack for myself and putting it also between my lips.
"Do you have a light?" He asked while his cigarette moved from left to right as he spoke.
"Yea, here," I said while holding out my lighter.
"Thanks," He said with a smile as he took the lighter and light his cigarette. He then held the lighter out and I leaned in and lit my mine.
"Thanks," I mumbled while blowing out grey smoke.
"Who's that girl in the picture?" He asked while tilting his head to the framed photo that sat on the top shelf.
"That's my Mom," I replied while taking a long drag of my cigarette.
"She's beautiful," He said with a smile.
"Yea, I know," I replied with a smile. I hadn't talked about my Mom since she left, it was just too hard for me and my father, I was over it by now, but Dad still isn't.
"Now I know where you get your good looks from," He said with a light chuckle. I blushed.
"What happened to her?" He asked while flicking ashes into an ashtray.
"She ran off with my Dad's best friend," I replied while looking at the floor.
"Ouch, sorry about that," He said while looking up at me.
"I'm fine, besides, I think you got it worse," I replied.
"It's not that bad, it's just my old man that's abusive, he wasn't always like that though," He replied.
"I still feel really bad, hows your face by the way?" I asked with touching a large purple bruise on the side of his face.
"I'm fine," He replied.
"Okay, just tell me if you need anything," I said while putting the cigarette butt in the ashtray.
"Will do," He replied with a smile.
"What the fuck is going on? Where the hell am I?" A mumbling, confused voice asked.
Great.
A/N: Dun dun dunnn! The revenge of the cliff-hanger :P Anyway, thanks for all the reviews and this chapter's shout out goes to... NeverletRocknRollDie! Anyway, I update when I get five reviews!