To Make You Happy Ch. 3
Ace's POV:
I laid there looking her sleeping in my arms, trying to think of what I had ever done to deserve someone like her.
And remembering how I almost threw it all away.
Flashback Ace POV:
The boys and I had robbed a small liquor store downtown.
We had hit the jack pot….not just our regular beer, the good beer, and
Whiskey…and lots of it, about ten bottles.
I had down one and a half bottles, and was feeling ….good to say the least.
Just then the door of the shack swung open with a loud bang, and the other four couldn't stop laughing looking at the green eyed girls standing in the door with her arms crossed.
Not me I was the angry drunk, not one of the people who ends up all happy…
I just ignored her as she walked her way towards me kicking bottles, and beer cans.
"You're an idiot" she said glaring down at me, as I was slouched on the floor.
"Aw, thanks Babe. You're not so bad you're self" I said staggering to my feet, and trying to look straight at her.
She just rolled her eyes, and looked at me with a sarcastic smirk on her face.
"Just one day, Ace, but no we got called in the middle of Bubble's solo to go clean up the liquor store down town…" she said looking down at her black dress she had been forced to wear. "And flying is frustrating enough when I'm not wearing a dress and heels."
I just shrugged lazily "We were outta beer…"
All the gang started laughing again, but she just rolled her eyes again.
She bent down and picked up one of thelast full bottles, and grabbed it, and slowly walked outside.
"Hey where are you going wit that!" I said trying very hard to follow her without falling.
She tore the top off, and poured it out.
"What the hell are you doin'?" I yelled running to grab the bottle from her she flew back to the shack door, throwing the now empty bottle on the ground.
"I'm not gunna sit here and watch you kill yourself with this stuff…" She said stomping back in and grabbing the last two bottles.
I threw the empty bottle at her in pure rage; it barely missed her head and broke hitting the wall instead.
She slowly turned around and she glared at me.
"It's really means that much to you? Okay, you want this so bad? Then it's your choice, me or the booze."
I swayed glaring at her.
"Well I don't really want you right now cause your pissed off…." I said trying to make a comeback
The drunkards in the corner laughed even harder
Her glare smoothed into a blank stare.
She put the two bottles back on the floor, and pushed past me, out to the dump.
"Fine, go miss goody goody, it's better here without you…" I slurred
She stopped dead in her tracks, with her back to me.
She looked back and I thought I saw tears in her eyes…
"Your just like your Dad" She said and took off.
After about a week, I tried to call her.
"We're sorry the number you have dialed has blocked your number, please try again later" was the message that kept appearing.
After about a month I decided, she was worth more that the booze…I needed her.
I stopped drinking, cold turkey.
I would lock myself in my room at the shack, and try to think of her when I couldn't take it anymore.
I started getting sick, shaking, cold sweats, fever.
The guys tried to help me, but I would yell at them until they left me alone.
I felt like I was dying, feeling worse than any sickness I had ever had.
I could hear her voice, her laugh; see her smile, and beautiful green eyes, in the back of my mind if I tried hard enough.
I had curled up in the closet, which was the warmest place in the whole shack, shaking, like a leaf.
I heard a knock on my door…
"Snake, I told y yyy-ou to l- llll-leave me alone!" I yelled
I heard the door open anyway, and rolled my eyes.
"Ace?" I heard her call out, I must be really going nuts.
"Ace, where are you" she said again
I stayed silent except for my teeth chattering.
Just then she walked around the corner, and found me sitting on the ground.
"There you are" She said sitting on the floor next to me.
"W-wwho t-t-ttt-told you?" I asked glaring at her.
"Snake, he was worried about you…" She said pulling her phone out of her pocket.
"How long has it been?" She asked dialing a number
"About a w-ww-week" I said knowing what she meant.
"Bloss, Hey what do you do when someone's going through withdraws?" She asked looking up at me.
Withdraws what the heck was that?
"Ok, thanks I call you later, bye" She said hanging up
"Stay here I'll be right back"
She was back with a bottle of water, and a bucket.
"Ace?"
"Y-yea?"
"I need you to stay awake ok?" she said kneeling in front of me again. "Can you get up?"
I didn't answer
"Here" She said standing up and putting my arm around her neck, and helping me up and slowly helping me to my "bed" on the other side of the room.
She put the blankets over me, and but I kept shaking.
She walked to the other side and kicked off her shoes, and sat on the mattress next to me.
"W-what are you doin'" I asked
"You're have what's called withdraws." She said pulling the bucket next to her "Your body was so used to you drinking every day, that it doesn't know how to function without alcohol. It'll take a while to get use to that"
"W-What's dat-tt for?" I asked looking at the bucket.
"Let's just say it's has to get worse before it gets better" she said
And right on cue, a wave of nausea rolled over my stomach.
She helped me sit up and sat there until, I was done.
I laid there for a while just shaking, as she sat next to me trying to help in anyway possible.
"It's g-gettin' late…" I said looking out the window, at the sun setting
A small smile spread on her face.
"Professor thinks on a weekend camping trip with my sisters and the Ruffs" She said looking at me. "They're coverin' for me"
I closed my eyes after a while, and the shaking was slowing down.
I felt, her lean moved and looked to see she had her back against the wall and her eyes closed.
I slowly moved my hand to lay on top of hers.
She opened her eyes, and looked at me.
"I'm sorry" I said
She sat there for a minute, and then moved and laid next to me.
She took my hand in hers.
She smiled "It's ok" she whispered, and kissed my forehead.
End of Flashback….
That was the night I realized she would stay with me through just about anything…
She didn't deserve to be looked at differently, because she was with me.
Maybe, if people didn't recognize me then they wouldn't think anything of it….
I waited until early the next morning, and got up and told the boys about my plan.
I knew our 'look' was caused by some kind of chemical X reaction in our bodies, maybe if we stole some antidote X we could be normal…
We got the antidote X, and quietly snuck back into the shack.
"There you are" She said as I opened the door, to my room.
She was half asleep, stretching as she sat up.
I smirked and jumped on the bed next to her.
"Good Mornin'" I said smiling at her through my shades
"Good Morning" She said smiling holding my hand "Where were you?"
"Just runnin' around wit the guys"
Just then her phone rang.
"Hello?, Hey, where are you? Ok, yea I'll be there in a minute" She said and then hung up
"That was Butch, he wants to talk about last night…Is that ok?" She asked getting up, and putting her sweatshirt on.
"Yea, go have fun, Ya know where I am if ya need me" I said watching her get ready
"Ok, don't get in too much trouble while I'm gone" She said kissing me
She tried to pull away but, I her arm, and kissed her again
She laughed and pulled away.
"I Love You" She said pushing her forehead against mine, and looking at me over my shades
"Love You Too Kid"
And with that she took off out the window, leaving only a green streak behind.