A few hours later Bradin sat on a log looking into the fire. When he looked to the side Mistie was sitting on the other end of the log staring into the fire. "Hey…" He said slowly. Mistie looked over to him and nodded and looked back at the fire. "So did you have fun with Justin tonight." He said coldly. She looked down. "No….He tried to put the moves on me…and I said no….he was pissed but cooled down…then he was doing meth…and was trying to get me to do it…" She said nodding over to the table where everyone was crowded around. "So I had to get away from him for a little bit.." She said and he looked at her. "So you stopped." He said. She nodded. "I stopped the same night that shit happened." She said and looked at him. He nodded and looked back at the fire. "SO when did you start drinking?" She said pointing to his beer. "That has to be you like 20th bottle." She said and he laughed. "About two years ago…" He said and drank the last few drops and threw the bottle into the fire. Mistie took a sip of her Paul Masson and moutindew and nodded. "Here try this." She said and handed him the plastic cup. He looked at her and she nodded, "Don't worry there's nothing in it." She said and he took a sip. "Wow that's really good." He said and she laughed. "I know." He drank the last sip and handed her the empty cup. "Ah you jerk." She said and threw the empty cup back at him. He smiled and moved closer to her.
"I missed you…" He said and looked at her. She looked at him and smiled. He slowly moved in to kiss her and she stood up. "No…this is not how its going to happen…I want you to forgive me…but I want you to do it soberly….." She said and he stood up. He glared at her. "No…listen…I fucked up bad…I know I did….and when you left me I lost a HUGE part of me…I cleaned my act up…I didn't do it for me…I could care less about me….i did it for you. And I don't want beer or liquor in your mind when you deside to forgive me…"She said and he looked down. "Call me when you sober up tomorrow…" She said tapped her cell. He looked at her as she walked away. "What the hell is going on with me…" He said rubbing his eyes. In one day, one day….his life had been turned upside down. He hated her only four hours ago. He loathed her. He smiled at what she said. Maybe he could talk to her. 'I mean how bad could it be to talk to someone.' He thought and walked off the beach and to his house.
Ah…the beginning of drama is so much fun….anyway….R&R and I will post more asap!