Faded

Everlife

"What can I get you guys tonight?" asked our waitress. She was tall, had on way too much make up and had ruby red hair. She smacked on her gum, looking completely bored while she tapped her pen impatiently on her notepad.

"I'll take the shrimp pasta and a coke," James ordered, handing her his menu. She took his menu and turned to me with her pen poised over her notepad.

"I'll have the Fettuccine Alfredo with a water, please," I gave her my menu and she walked away. Not long after she left did she return with our drinks. As per usual, James was texting on his phone. He was always texting no matter where we were or what we were doing.

The table remained silent except for the endless tapping of buttons until our food came. James finally put down his phone and began shoving his mouth full with shrimp and noodles. I noticed sauce beginning to drip down his chin so I took his napkin and wiped it off for him. He gave me a quick smile before turning back to his food.

We were waiting on the check when James finally spoke.

"So what's new?"

"Not much. Votes for the new captain are coming up."

"Oh, do you think you'll get it?" he asked. Looking around for our waitress.

"Well, I hope so. I've been looking forward to it for quite a while and -"

"Excuse me, can we get our check now?" He had flagged down our waitress as she was walking by.

He opened his wallet and peered into it. "Hey, babe," he looked up at me. "I'm running kind of low on cash. Would you mind paying for your own?"

"Oh, sure," I slipped my wallet out of my purse and pulled out a ten dollar bill. It didn't really bother me that much that I had to pay for my own meal. James had just gotten fired last week from his job at the music store, so I couldn't really blame him. While I had my wallet open, I pulled out a couple extra dollars. I knew James wouldn't leave a tip. He never did.

As soon as we got in the car, James turned on the radio to full blast, canceling the opportunity for any conversation.

"I'll talk to you tomorrow," I said when he parked his car in my driveway.

"Sweet dreams," he said with a smirk. I leaned toward him and gave him a quick kiss on the lips and climbed out of the car, completely failing to notice the small silver Jaguar parked next to the garage on my way inside.

SORRY IT'S SO SHORT BUT I HAVE MORE WAITING. JUST KEEP THE REVIEWS COMING!

I THINK IT'S PRETTY OBVIOUS WHY I CHOSE THIS SONG. :)

THANKS AGAIN FOR BEING SO PATIENT WITH ME.

HAVE A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS!

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