09-10-2018, 12:55 AM
Ivan woke. He didn't know what time it was. His stomach grumbled. He didn't remember when he actually got in bed, but he must have. Just him naked under the covers, boxers and pants at the foot of the bed. Free.
No hangover either. He checked the time. 4? Too early. His left hand slapped out looking for his wallet. 3 messages. One was work. Ignore. The other was Danya.
Bands constricted across his chest. No. He wouldn't look. But his fingers didn't listen. He stared. The smile was innocent. His brows drew down, the feel of something fighting in his chest. Danya's eyes. Baby teeth in the sweetest smile.
He studied the picture. Tried to find himself. So many maybes. So many nos.
But the picture was a hook. Ivan bled pain. And unlike blood, there was no substitution. No replacement.
He dropped the wallet and felt the tears drip to his ears. And the rage.
His hand flew out, grabbed the wallet. Another message.
A mean smile was on his face. The Tux was good enough. New t shirt though. Then a ride.
He wanted people to bleed.
No hangover either. He checked the time. 4? Too early. His left hand slapped out looking for his wallet. 3 messages. One was work. Ignore. The other was Danya.
Bands constricted across his chest. No. He wouldn't look. But his fingers didn't listen. He stared. The smile was innocent. His brows drew down, the feel of something fighting in his chest. Danya's eyes. Baby teeth in the sweetest smile.
He studied the picture. Tried to find himself. So many maybes. So many nos.
But the picture was a hook. Ivan bled pain. And unlike blood, there was no substitution. No replacement.
He dropped the wallet and felt the tears drip to his ears. And the rage.
His hand flew out, grabbed the wallet. Another message.
A mean smile was on his face. The Tux was good enough. New t shirt though. Then a ride.
He wanted people to bleed.