The Night Can Be Deadly
Guilty Memories
"Alright guys, that's it for day 1!! Now would you just sit around for a few moments so you can listen to what's going on tomorrow." The director called. Currently, we were directing the music video for our song, Caraphernelia. I begged and begged Iris to come and be one of the girlfriend's (mine) but she couldn't because she had to go and shoot for Drop Dead with Oliver Sykes who was in town. So I had to be paired with some other girl. It's not like we were gonna make-out I mean she was gonna cheat on me! So it was better that she didn't come or else she would have to make-out with some guy. I tapped my knee waiting for the director to speak. "Tomorrow, we're going to film Jeremy's part so he will come in. And then....we're gonna do the bathtub scene and the car part with Vic. Y'know when he comforts her in the car. It'll only be a few moments. Until then!"
With that, we all stood up and went out to the parking lot. "See you guys tomorrow!" Jaime calls over his shoulder before entering his own car. I let my engine roar as Mike enters my car. He needed a ride since his car was in the shop because of Alysha's incident with it. "She's never using the car when it's fixed." Mike mumbles under his breath. I laugh before leaving the lot. "So where are you headed?" Mike asks looking through everything because he's nosy like that. "Home." "Why?! Iris isn't home. You must be bored!" "I don't know but I can wait for her. I think it's better to greet her than to come home after she does." "Awww!!" After he said that he burst out laughing when he pulled out the tampons Iris keeps just in case.
"Have you not seen a girl keep tampons in a car before?!" I ask in a 'what the fuck' voice. "Yeah yeah, Alysha keeps them in her car. It's just funny. " "Okay then." I say quietly. Once we arrive at the house, Alysha sits on the porch, smoking. "Aw she started without me! Thanks for the ride bro." He said before taking off to her. Rolling my eyes, I speed away and get home in a matter of twenty minutes. What confuses me is that Iris's car is here. Why was she home? She's never home early. After I enter the house and drop my keys, I call, "Iris?" No answer but I did hear a sneeze. Chuckling to myself I walk upstairs and to our bedroom. But on the bedroom door, which is closed, there is a sign that reads:
DON’T YOU DARE COME IN. I CURRENTLY LOOK LIKE DEATH.
Laughing again, I ask, "So what does death exactly look like?" Her voice came out raspy when she said, "You don’t want to know. And I swear, if you come in, I’ll punch you in the face…. maybe.” I chuckle again and rip the sign off of the door before entering. She quickly buries her face in her pillow and dashes under the covers as I observe the area. An empty tissue box lay on the floor, with about a million used tissues surrounding her. Sitting down next to her I whine, "Iris, let me see your face." I sigh. "No." She coughed slightly. "I don't want you to see me like this." "Sunshine, come on, I wanna help. Let's see you." She hesitated before turning around and letting me see her. She was quite pale, sunken eyes, and she looked very sick. I found her nose the cutest. It had a little red mark on it from blowing her nose. But still of course she would keep her nose ring in.
"Hey, I didn't know death looked so beautiful." Glaring at me halfheartedly, she says, "You're just saying that because you're my boyfriend."
"I'm saying that because you always look beautiful." She blushed, hiding her face back into the pillow. I rubbed her back slightly for a moment before getting up. I picked up the trashcan and began to throw away the used tissues with no complaints. She groans after looking up and saying, "Vic, that's so gross.....you don't have to pick up....really..." I paused and leaned over to kiss her head before continuing without a word. She laid back down and watched me. I finished before disposing of everything, then came back with my hat on again. Her expression changed slightly, pouting, "You're leaving your sick girlfriend already?" I chuckled slightly and shook my head.
"I'll be right back beautiful. Think you'll be okay for a few minutes?" Nodding slightly, she replies, "Yeah...I'll be fine...you know, coughing and shit." I chuckled slightly shaking my head. "I promise it won't be long." I leaned down and kissed her forehead softly before leaving the room. Once I left the house, I started to jog down the street to the corner shop. I grabbed everything I thought she would need. Over the counter medicine, a brand new box of tissues, and a bottle of water. With that, I jogged back home and went upstairs. Sitting down next to her, I place everything on the bedside's table. She sat up and smiled weakly.
I got up again before leaving downstairs and making her favorite tea and grabbing all of her favorite horror movies. In the closet, I grabbed her two favorite things; my sweatshirt, and my beanie. She just loved wearing my clothes. I walked back in and set them down. "I figured horror movies, beanies, soft sweatshirts and tea would make you feel better." I smile softly before sitting down next to her. She leaned on my shoulder and smiled her perfect smile at me, sniffling slightly. "You're my favorite kind of human you know that?" I chuckled slightly and leaned in for a kiss, but she quickly turned so I'd miss. "No, I'm not getting you sick, you have a video tomorrow." Gently turning her face back to mine, I press my lips to her softly. "I don't care if I get sick, I like your lips."
She glared playfully before taking a sip of her tea. "So, are we gonna watch horror movies or not?" "You bet your ass!" I say popping one in.
Later that night, as we laid there, Iris finally said, "Vic?" Looking down at her, I ask, "Yes Darling?" "Are you ever gonna leave me?" I gasped, "Never Sunshine. You're my everything." She smiles and says, "Promise?" Wrapping my pinky around hers, I reply, "Promise."
"Vic?! VIC??!?" I look up. A tear rolls down my cheek. We're still walking to the hospital. "Yeah?" "Are you okay man?! You're crying!!!" Tony asks in shock. Nodding, I gulp. I really need to stop thinking about these memories. Because I feel guilty, I technically didn't keep the promise.
Damn, memories can kill you.
With that, we all stood up and went out to the parking lot. "See you guys tomorrow!" Jaime calls over his shoulder before entering his own car. I let my engine roar as Mike enters my car. He needed a ride since his car was in the shop because of Alysha's incident with it. "She's never using the car when it's fixed." Mike mumbles under his breath. I laugh before leaving the lot. "So where are you headed?" Mike asks looking through everything because he's nosy like that. "Home." "Why?! Iris isn't home. You must be bored!" "I don't know but I can wait for her. I think it's better to greet her than to come home after she does." "Awww!!" After he said that he burst out laughing when he pulled out the tampons Iris keeps just in case.
"Have you not seen a girl keep tampons in a car before?!" I ask in a 'what the fuck' voice. "Yeah yeah, Alysha keeps them in her car. It's just funny. " "Okay then." I say quietly. Once we arrive at the house, Alysha sits on the porch, smoking. "Aw she started without me! Thanks for the ride bro." He said before taking off to her. Rolling my eyes, I speed away and get home in a matter of twenty minutes. What confuses me is that Iris's car is here. Why was she home? She's never home early. After I enter the house and drop my keys, I call, "Iris?" No answer but I did hear a sneeze. Chuckling to myself I walk upstairs and to our bedroom. But on the bedroom door, which is closed, there is a sign that reads:
DON’T YOU DARE COME IN. I CURRENTLY LOOK LIKE DEATH.
Laughing again, I ask, "So what does death exactly look like?" Her voice came out raspy when she said, "You don’t want to know. And I swear, if you come in, I’ll punch you in the face…. maybe.” I chuckle again and rip the sign off of the door before entering. She quickly buries her face in her pillow and dashes under the covers as I observe the area. An empty tissue box lay on the floor, with about a million used tissues surrounding her. Sitting down next to her I whine, "Iris, let me see your face." I sigh. "No." She coughed slightly. "I don't want you to see me like this." "Sunshine, come on, I wanna help. Let's see you." She hesitated before turning around and letting me see her. She was quite pale, sunken eyes, and she looked very sick. I found her nose the cutest. It had a little red mark on it from blowing her nose. But still of course she would keep her nose ring in.
"Hey, I didn't know death looked so beautiful." Glaring at me halfheartedly, she says, "You're just saying that because you're my boyfriend."
"I'm saying that because you always look beautiful." She blushed, hiding her face back into the pillow. I rubbed her back slightly for a moment before getting up. I picked up the trashcan and began to throw away the used tissues with no complaints. She groans after looking up and saying, "Vic, that's so gross.....you don't have to pick up....really..." I paused and leaned over to kiss her head before continuing without a word. She laid back down and watched me. I finished before disposing of everything, then came back with my hat on again. Her expression changed slightly, pouting, "You're leaving your sick girlfriend already?" I chuckled slightly and shook my head.
"I'll be right back beautiful. Think you'll be okay for a few minutes?" Nodding slightly, she replies, "Yeah...I'll be fine...you know, coughing and shit." I chuckled slightly shaking my head. "I promise it won't be long." I leaned down and kissed her forehead softly before leaving the room. Once I left the house, I started to jog down the street to the corner shop. I grabbed everything I thought she would need. Over the counter medicine, a brand new box of tissues, and a bottle of water. With that, I jogged back home and went upstairs. Sitting down next to her, I place everything on the bedside's table. She sat up and smiled weakly.
I got up again before leaving downstairs and making her favorite tea and grabbing all of her favorite horror movies. In the closet, I grabbed her two favorite things; my sweatshirt, and my beanie. She just loved wearing my clothes. I walked back in and set them down. "I figured horror movies, beanies, soft sweatshirts and tea would make you feel better." I smile softly before sitting down next to her. She leaned on my shoulder and smiled her perfect smile at me, sniffling slightly. "You're my favorite kind of human you know that?" I chuckled slightly and leaned in for a kiss, but she quickly turned so I'd miss. "No, I'm not getting you sick, you have a video tomorrow." Gently turning her face back to mine, I press my lips to her softly. "I don't care if I get sick, I like your lips."
She glared playfully before taking a sip of her tea. "So, are we gonna watch horror movies or not?" "You bet your ass!" I say popping one in.
Later that night, as we laid there, Iris finally said, "Vic?" Looking down at her, I ask, "Yes Darling?" "Are you ever gonna leave me?" I gasped, "Never Sunshine. You're my everything." She smiles and says, "Promise?" Wrapping my pinky around hers, I reply, "Promise."
"Vic?! VIC??!?" I look up. A tear rolls down my cheek. We're still walking to the hospital. "Yeah?" "Are you okay man?! You're crying!!!" Tony asks in shock. Nodding, I gulp. I really need to stop thinking about these memories. Because I feel guilty, I technically didn't keep the promise.
Damn, memories can kill you.
Notes
I decided to put that in there!!! So what did you think! I love your comments they mean the world to me seriously!
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12/6/14