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Does he
Does he know the way I worship
Our love?
Does your husband know the way that
the sunshine gleams from your wedding band?
But I will never end up like him
Behind my back I already am
Keep a calendar, this way you will always know
Headfirst Slide Into Cooperstown on a Bad Bet ~ Fall Out Boy
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Chapter 14: Pissed
"Dude." Butch spoke as he watched his older brother open one eye. The green Ruff was inches away from Brick's face and it was not what the redhead wanted to see first thing in the morning… Err… afternoon. Or anytime at all.
"Where were you last night?"
Brick pushed Butch away, shoving him right in the face. "Go away."
"Dude." Butch started again as he sat sprawled by the couch in the living room. "You were gone all night… and you came back in jeans… without a shirt or your hat."
Brick groaned as he turned over on his stomach and buried his face in the scratchy cushions.
"Did you get laid last night?"
He heard Butch laugh. "Was she that ugly or did her old man come home too early?"
When Brick didn't bother to answer; Butch continued the conversation himself. "Come on! Tell me! Do you know how long it's been since I hooked up with someone other than Princess? Well, I did hook up with Bubbles the other night, but that doesn't count."
What? "You what!?"
"I hooked up with Bubbles." Butch bragged as he wriggled his leg back and forth. "She got fucking cross faded. It would've been funny if she hadn't of grabbed my phone when Princess called."
Brick pressed against the couch to launch himself off and stomped away from Butch.
"Hey, why are you suddenly pissed off?" Everything was silent for a beat, then two. "Holy fucking shit! You hooked up with Bubbles last night, didn't you?"
Butch started to laugh hysterically. "Glad you finally joined the sloppy seconds' club."
Brick punched through one of the walls in their small home. It didn't make him feel better, so he went back into the living room and punched Butch instead.