Ruin (Ruin 1)

“The hell it isn’t!” He grabbed me by the shirt, not a smart move considering I had at least five inches on him, but whatever. I was too weak to care. “What the hell are you taking? Oxy? Meth?”

I laughed. Not because it was funny, but because for a second I wished it was a drug problem. Damn, how pathetic was that?

“No.” I bit down on my lip. The nausea was finally passing, the feeling returning to my extremities. “Nothing like that.”

“You better not be messing with her.” Gabe released me and hit the door with his hand. “I swear I’ll kill you if you hurt her.”

“I just want to be her friend. Honest.” I lied. I wanted more. But people didn’t always get what they wanted.

The nausea came back full force, causing me to double over in pain as, I swear, knives started attacking my stomach. “Hold on, give me a second.”

“Dude.” Gabe put his hand on my back. “What’s wrong? You got the flu or something?”

“Or something,” I said through clenched teeth. “I’m fine, I just get… episodes.” It was the best I could do without lying.

“Like nervous episodes?” Gabe asked.

“Yeah, like that.”

“Sorry.” He swore. “I just… that girl is important okay? Don’t ask me how or why I know she is, I just know. There’s something about her. She’s frail and I don’t want you messing with her just because she’s a hot piece of ass okay?”

“I swear…” It hurt like hell but I stood to my full height. “…that I’m not messing with her. I want to help, and I want to be her friend.”

“Friends don’t kiss.”

I forced a laugh. “You sound like her.”

Gabe didn’t join in the laughter. Great, I’d pissed him off again.

“Look.” I crossed my arms and tried to concentrate on anything but the pain in my chest and stomach. “I like that girl. I won’t hurt her. Hell, I won’t even touch her again. I’m not going to steal her virginity. I’m not going to make her promises I can’t keep.”

“How do I know I can believe you?”

“Tell you what.” I put my arm around his and opened the door. “Why don’t you just trust me, and if I do something that royally pisses you off or I screw up, you can beat the shit out of me. Deal?”

Gabe was silent and then he held out his hand. “It will be a pleasure kicking your ass.”

“Too bad you won’t get the chance.” I shook his hand just as Lisa walked through the door.

“Uh, everything okay?”

“Perfect.” Gabe’s grip tightened against mine. “We were just talking sports.”

Lisa snorted. “Fine. Can we start the movie?”

“Sure thing.” I released Gabe’s hand. He gave me a swift nod.

When we made our way back into the room, Lisa was sitting on one end of the couch and Gabe maneuvered next to her, leaving just the love seat for me and Kiersten. At least the night was going to end on a good note.

Lisa pressed play.

“Wait!” I yelled, holding up my hand. I grabbed the drinks Lisa had brought in and pulled a tiny paper umbrella from my pocket. Grinning, I dropped it onto the side of Kiersten’s drink. “A fruity drink with an umbrella.”

“You got any more of those in there?” Lisa asked.

I laughed, finally feeling more relaxed now that the date was well on its way and Kiersten knew my plan. “Sure.” With a tug I had about five different colored umbrellas set out on the coffee table. “Okay, now we can start the movie.”

“Thank you.” Kiersten’s lips grazed my ear, making me horny as hell during the opening credits. “For my best first date ever, my umbrella, my kiss, and my book. The way you’re blowing through the list we won’t have much to do in a week.”