Episode 289: Nobody Drinks Alone

The CDs, the vase, at the moment he considered it pure luck he’d gotten out of the house, away from her before she wound up all smashed on the floor too. They always say like father, like son, don’t they?

"Please Ava," he turned his head picturing his mother’s swollen bloody face attached to Ava’s body, "get out of the car."

Xavier’s eyes fell on Sebastian. His preppy head down, he sprinted across the lawn to his fancy sports car around the corner. That Xavier wanted a pill, a drink, a needle, something, was the only thing keeping him from chasing Marques, running him down and beating him to a pulp. He wouldn’t even let vengeance get in the way, delay his fix.

"You’re not going to lay a finger on me Xavier, I know you scared yourself in the house, but," she laid a hand on his forearm, "you didn’t scare me, not that way anyway. But I am scared for you, let me stay in the car, let me explain."

"You were kissing him in our house; there’s nothing to explain."

"Are you sure there’s nothing to explain? Because I think you’re just looking for an excuse to jump. And you said I’d never be the reason so don’t make me feel like I am. Do you know how much I’m going to blame myself when something happens to you?"

"I’m not your problem. I never should’ve been. I knew this day would come, I’ve always told you that, I don’t blame you, I was stupid to think... You’re a lot more in his league than you are in mine."

"I am not!" The cry lacing her shout forced him to look. He could hardly stomach the awful storm in her eyes, the wetness of her cheeks. "I’m not some spoiled rich kid. I’m not. And I don’t want him. I was confused and upset and he was there. Xavier, he swore he met my dad. And... And he said my mom wasn’t my mom."

"What?"

Episode 290: Invisible