We continue to tea our cares away.

We sip, we drink, another from the alcohol collection.

Eeyore the donkey dances on the table, we always knew he had a fun side.

Fluffypaws and kitty are having at each other.

Oh y e s.

Another drink.

I scoot my seat.

Next to hers, where I really belong.

She stares at me with those eyes.

Bright eyes, pure prizes.

"You're invading the space of the high queen, unworthy peasant." She says to me.

"I want the head of the table, fuck you" is all she gets from me

"That's not nice! You're speaking foul words in the presence of a princess!" She freaks.

"That doesn't mean shit!" I taunt her.

"I'm telling my gramps!" She says, how childish.

"Telling him what?"

"That you got into his alcohol!"

"You did too, you dumb fuck!"

"I'm going to tell him to make you leave because you're a doody head!" She shrieks.

She darts up from her seat and makes for the stairs.

Annabelle will never accept growing up.

That means, to beat her.

I must treat her as if one were treating an unruly demon.

I get up and persue my target, I'm able to tackle her at the base of the stairs.

She almost gets away but realizes a holding on to her leg.

I hit her ass like I'm attempting to put my hand through it.

She may be stuck here, but her shouts of pain reach the top of the staircase.

No response from grandpa, she hasn't waken him up yet?

I lead to cover her mouth with my hand.

She chops down into my palm, her teeth cutting into my skin.

I give her read end more slaps, hard enough to hurt my hand.

She bites down more, getting my blood to flow into her mouth, I make a fist, sensing a punch straight to her backside with all the force I can manage.

She grunts loud, gagging my blood out onto the stairs.

A faint noise comes from her.

She's crying, I'll be in a great deal of trouble if her grandfather appears at the top of the stairs.

"I'm..sorry, I'll behave " I don't believe I hear her say that.

I move up a few steps and help her into a sitting postion.

"You're really sorry?" I ask her, hoping that I'm getting somewhere.

"I've been bad lately, terrible." She continues as the volume of her crying grows.

"I haven't made my bed lately, I haven't smiled in weeks and I've forgotten to check up on gramps, I don't remember when I was suppose to do that last."

She continues with the waterworks and I can't take anymore.

"I'll go check on the old man for you." I volunteer.

She shakes her head for whatever reason but I ignore it.

I slowly acend the staircase.

"Remember to knock first!" She calls to remind me.

Upon reaching the end of the staircase, a terrible smell attacks my senses.

It fills the hallway and has me stumbling backwards, I have to catch myself on the handrail to keep from tripping and breaking my neck..

I return to the sad girl.

"How was gramps holding up?" She softly asks me.

"He's doing just fine." I assure her.

"Though he told me he is disappointed that us youngins' are wasting our time playing on the staircase when we could be out having fun like he did in his younger days." I inform her.

Her eyes squint, "That doesn't sound anything like gramps," she questions me.

"Maybe he feels like lightening up for once before it's too late" I tell her hoping she'll buy it.

"He really want us to do something nice." I say.

"Like having more of his drinks?" She asks me.

"No, let's go out, I'll take you to do something fun."

It looks like I got her interest, fun is such a promising word.

❤

I drive her, a bit intoxicated, to a location not too far away from her house.

It's a tatoo parlor, I have an old friend who's running this shop.

Ink master Tyler, he's inside, as expected, chilling at the front desk.

He's looks happy enough to see me.

"You decided to bring your crazy ass shit back here for me to deal with?" He demands real friendly like.

"If you're going to be that way, maybe you'll appreciate a new customer," I tell him, putting my arm around the cute girl I've brought.

"Is that so? I hope you can show me what you want and tell me why you decided on it." He tells her.

He has a very strict policy about his customers being serious about their decision.

I turn to her and fear what she'll say.

"I want something adorbs and why is because my friend is letting me do a fun adult thing tonight, let's do it!" She's says, excited as fuck.

Tyler gives me a furious look.

"I don't have time for this shit, get out of here, and don't come back." He nearly yells at me.

"Ty, she's serious, for real, if you don't trust her, then trust me."

"Some fucking joke." He laughs off.

Annie pulls a photo out of a wallet from her back pocket.

It appears to be a dog, one she had in the past maybe.

"This little guy, on my arm, now!"

"Appointment only, and I can't get you in for a few days." He crushes my girl's dreams.

It's time to spend a ton of money tonight.

Firs, I'll pay for her tattoo.

Second, I'll slide him a nice extra so he'll do it now.

Third, I'll pay even more, for the contact information of a guy we both used to know.

I sit with the silly girl as she begins to get inked, at first I think I'll have to hold her hand through all of it.

But she takes the needle well, she may even enjoy it.

I can leave her alone.

Fourth, I contact the other old friend, I have a great sum to give him, for a great job

This guy knows how to get rid of a body,

He'll help me with this situation.

While on the phonecall, standing near the entrance, I look over to my girl, I notice how appealing her face is when I see her smile for the first time since we were kids.

We're back together Annie.

I'm never leaving you again.

Trust me.

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