Forget Regret
Twenty Three; It's Not Your Fucking Birthday
"I'm really glad I met you, Charley." Matt said. Oh, how ironically familiar those words were. The two of us were standing in the moonlight on the last night of the cruise, trying to muster the courage to tell each other goodbye.
I smiled slightly. "It's been fun. I might have jumped off this ship if I hadn't had you around."
"I'm happy you didn't." He chuckled. "Maybe I'll call you after the cruise season is over?"
"Yeah. I'd like that." I nodded. "Thanks for being around, Matt."
"Thanks for having me around." Matt smiled, kissing me for what I thought would be the final time.
**
"How'd it go, Charley bear?" Tony asked when I got back to the room.
I looked at Mike. "Where's your bitch?"
He rolled his eyes. "Who knows."
I shrugged, setting my room key on the counter. "Alright, I guess. It had to end, right? I have a far more important question; why on earth are you all sitting in the room on the last night like a bunch of senior citizens? Let's go out."
"I'm too tired." Tony shook his head.
"I'm down." Vic said.
"Let's go." Mike agreed.
We all looked at Jaime, who was sleeping like a toddler. "Yeah, let's do it."
***
"This has been fun. Give me a lap dance, Charley." Vic said at the bar.
I raised my eyebrows. "How many drinks have you had?"
"Only like six." He giggled. "Come on, it's my birthday."
I looked at Mike. "Maybe we should get him back. Also, it's not your fucking birthday."
Mike laughed. "No, this is actually pretty funny."
"Come on, Charley." Vic whined. "Get over that guy and bring it over here!"
"Are you referring to your brother as that guy? Vic, babe, you are sloshed."
"Charley, let's go get our own room. You pickin' up what I'm puttin' down?" Vic grinned.
"Why do you keep saying my name?" I asked curiously.
"Oh, you'll be saying mine too before long." He laughed. "Get it?"
"Shut up, Vic." Mike rolled his eyes.
"What? Are you jealous? Maybe you shouldn't have let her go, you idiot." Vic snapped.
"You're drunk and you should shut up." Mike said.
"Not so funny anymore?" I smirked. "Come on, Vic."
"Where are we going?" He asked, following me like a puppy.
"To have sex." I answered.
"Really?" Mike asked in a low voice.
"No dumbass, I'm taking him back to the room." I rolled my eyes. What a way to end my vacation.
I smiled slightly. "It's been fun. I might have jumped off this ship if I hadn't had you around."
"I'm happy you didn't." He chuckled. "Maybe I'll call you after the cruise season is over?"
"Yeah. I'd like that." I nodded. "Thanks for being around, Matt."
"Thanks for having me around." Matt smiled, kissing me for what I thought would be the final time.
**
"How'd it go, Charley bear?" Tony asked when I got back to the room.
I looked at Mike. "Where's your bitch?"
He rolled his eyes. "Who knows."
I shrugged, setting my room key on the counter. "Alright, I guess. It had to end, right? I have a far more important question; why on earth are you all sitting in the room on the last night like a bunch of senior citizens? Let's go out."
"I'm too tired." Tony shook his head.
"I'm down." Vic said.
"Let's go." Mike agreed.
We all looked at Jaime, who was sleeping like a toddler. "Yeah, let's do it."
***
"This has been fun. Give me a lap dance, Charley." Vic said at the bar.
I raised my eyebrows. "How many drinks have you had?"
"Only like six." He giggled. "Come on, it's my birthday."
I looked at Mike. "Maybe we should get him back. Also, it's not your fucking birthday."
Mike laughed. "No, this is actually pretty funny."
"Come on, Charley." Vic whined. "Get over that guy and bring it over here!"
"Are you referring to your brother as that guy? Vic, babe, you are sloshed."
"Charley, let's go get our own room. You pickin' up what I'm puttin' down?" Vic grinned.
"Why do you keep saying my name?" I asked curiously.
"Oh, you'll be saying mine too before long." He laughed. "Get it?"
"Shut up, Vic." Mike rolled his eyes.
"What? Are you jealous? Maybe you shouldn't have let her go, you idiot." Vic snapped.
"You're drunk and you should shut up." Mike said.
"Not so funny anymore?" I smirked. "Come on, Vic."
"Where are we going?" He asked, following me like a puppy.
"To have sex." I answered.
"Really?" Mike asked in a low voice.
"No dumbass, I'm taking him back to the room." I rolled my eyes. What a way to end my vacation.
PLEASE DO A SEQUEL I NEED IT
IM CRYING BECAUSE THERE ISNT ONE
5/29/15