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ลำดับตอนที่ #2 : Let's Party Like We're F***ing Porn Stars
Let's Party Like We're F***ing Porn Stars
“I don’t think you belong here, would you like to come home with me?”
Is he f***ing kidding me? Tyrell Wellick asked me to come home with him. No, his voice didn’t sound like asking but clearly, he wanted my answer.
What shout I do? What will I say? Of course I can refuse him but part of me thinking that wasn’t a bad idea. However, I’m not blind. I can see his wedding band and I also see he doesn’t give a sh*t about that ring.
Fine! If he wants to do it, he’ll do it my way.
Sh*t! what does it refer to?
“My home,” I say.
Tyrell seems to be pleased with my answer. I want to take the subway but Tyrell insists we have to go by taxi so I let him. he knows where I live. I’m not surprise. He had his people followed me for weeks. I just hope he’ll stop doing that. Maybe after tonight we might set some rules.
I keep saying that as if something is going to happen.
He pays for the fair, gets off the car, and leaves the door open for me. I follow him to my apartment. Even though this is my home, I feel like I’m an intruder. He’s been invading my privacy for far too long and he’s acting like he doesn’t do anything wrong.
I hate him. Why I let him inside my place?
Tyrell studies my room; looking at my kitchen, my sofa, my fish, my computer, then his sparkling blue eyes rest on my bed. There is something in his eyes. The way he looks at things, at me, like he photographs them.
And then he looks upset. His jaw clenched and unclenched. He’s mad but not at me. Maybe he just need to loosen up and I know how.
I have something in my drawer. Shayla gave it to me long time ago. Ecstasy wasn’t really my thing so I didn't take it. I find it and hand it to Tyrell.
“I don’t do drug.” He has a nervous smile when he says that. I find it amusement but I don’t laugh.
“Take it or leave. My place, my rule.”
He hesitates. His eyes keep staring at the small pill, then he takes it out of my hand and places it in his month. I give him a glass of water, see how his Adam’s apple moves when he swallows the pill.
Tyrell sits on sofa. I sit on a chair across from him. I watch him sitting there uneasy. He frowns then asks me.
“How long would it take?”
“I don’t know.” It’s the truth. How would I know when he’s going to high?
Since he doesn’t feel anything so I walks to the fridge and find bottles of beer, Darlene must bought them while I was out. I take one bottle and give it to him.
“Drink it.”
“Why’re you doing this?” He has that look again, an innocent look like he’s doing nothing wrong. And he’s the one who asked me to come home with him!
But he ended up at me place, doesn’t he? Why am I doing this?
“You’re doing that again.”
“What?” I ask.
“Thinking,”
“What’s wrong with thinking?”
“You’re not supposed to think when you’re with me.”
Is he out of his mind again? or is it a drug talk?
Do I just crack Tyrell Wellick?
He chuckles. he looks at my face and chuckles again. He sips his beer one more time then burst out laughing. He’s completely out of his mind. I don’t even know it’s a good thing or bad thing seeing him laugh like that but he seems to enjoy himself and I’m sure he’s not going to remember anything when he wakes up tomorrow.
“Elliot! Why don’t you join me?” I never heard this tone of him before. I’m kinda like this one rather that his usual voice which full of hardness and control. Now he’s so vivid, so relax, and alive.
Tyrell Wellick is alive.
I find it hard to believe but I am smiling. Elliot f***ing Alderson is smiling in front of a guy who just took E. Who’s the one losing his mind here?
If he wants me to join him then why not? I only have Morphine, I’m out of Suboxone, but who’s care?
Tyrell and I, we’re going to have the wildest night of our lives. If only we remember what happened when we wake up.
And I wish I don’t remember anything.
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