Way Too Sober For This
“I am way too sober for this.” Francine said as she jumped up from the bed and rushed across the room.
Throwing open the bedroom doors she rushed out.
“Fran, Where are you going?!” Natalie asked, hot on her heels.
Francine didn’t respond. Practically falling down the staircase, Francine stumbled her way down. At the bottom she made a sharp right, nearly running into James, Natilie’s butler. After a half hearted apology from her, and a dirty look from him, Francine continued on into the kitchen.
Throwing the double doors of the stainless steel fridge open, she stood in front of it; scanning the contents within for something to eat.
“Franny, talk to me.” Natalie pleaded after making it into the kitchen.
“I don’t know what you want me to say, Nats. You fucked MY SISTER!” Francine said, her brunette hair whipping as she quickly turned around to look at her best friend.
If she could even call her that anymore.
Natalie ran a hand through her own hair, the fiery red strains gliding through her hands like silk.
“I don’t know what to say.” The ginger girl said, her voice low and timid.
“Sorry seems like a good place to start.” Francine mumbled turning back to the fridge.
“I can’t.” Natalie said looking down at her shoes.
Francine slammed the fridge close, turning around to the red head.
“And why the fuck not?” The brunette asked, her gaze burning holes into the red head.
‘Here goes nothing.’ She thought to herself.
“Because I love her.” Natalie admitted.
The room fell silent as the duo stared at one another. Francine blinked a few times, before marching in Natalie’s direction. At first Natalie thought Francine would hit her; the red head wouldn’t blame her if she did. But when Francine pushed past her friend, making her way to the liquor cabinet, Natalie felt all the muscles in her body relax.
“Yeah, no. I’m DEFINITELY too sober for this.” Francine repeated grabbing a bottle of whiskey.
Natalie said nothing. She couldn’t.
Francine unscrewed the cap, letting it fall to the ground. Then, after a quick raise, as if to say ‘bottom’s up’ she pressed the bottle to her lips. Dropping her head back, she took a deep pull from the bottle, chugging the amber colored liquid. Natalie simply leaned against the counter, her arms crossed over her chest, watching her best friend. This was nothing new to her. She and Francine had been drinking since they were kids.
Natalie blinked a few times, bored with how long this all was taking. Then, when Francine finally released the bottle, wiping her mouth with the sleeves of her favorite Nickelback shirt, she fixed Natalie with a cold stare.
“If you hurt her-”
“You know I’d never.” Natalie responded.
“If you fucking hurt her Nat. I swear to God, I’ll fucking kill you.”
That wasn’t a threat. Francine didn’t make threats. Only promises.
“I love her, I would never do anything to mess this up.”
Then, as if on cue, Bella, Francine’s little sister, the reason for the spat between the friends, waltzed into the kitchen. Looking from her big sister to her girlfriend and then back to her sister, she raised an eyebrow.
“Are you okay with this?” She asked, gesturing between herself and Natalie.
Francine grunted, taking another swig from the bottle.
“I guess. But if I catch you two playing grab ass or doing anything weird in the living room…So help me God,Nats, I’ll kill you. Capeesh?” She said, waving her bottle back and forth between the couple.
“Got it.” They said.
“Alright. Now if you’ll excuse me. I’m gonna go throw up.” Francine said, pushing past the couple.
Bella chuckled as she watched her sister exit the kitchen. Turning to her girlfriend, the burnette threw her arms around the red head’s neck.
“See, that wasn’t so bad.” The small brunette smiled.
“Yeah, cause you weren’t the one who’s life was being threatened.” Natalie said, causing her girlfriend to laugh.
“I’d never let her kill you.” Bella said, her fingers making their way into Natalie’s hair.
“You promise?” The redhead asked, leaning into her lover.
“I promise.” Bella repeated.
Capturing the red head’s lips, Bella kissed Natalie slowly and easily. Caressing Natalie’s tongue with her own, Bella pulled the red head down a bit, making it easier for Bella to reach.
They stayed like that for a while before the sound of gagging broke them apart. Natalie grabbed some snacks from the pantry before the trio went into the living room. The couple sat down next to each other, prepared to snuggle up and watch a good movie when Francine￼ stood up. Moving in front of the couple, Francine￼ plopped back down, this time between them and looked from one to the other, daring them to complain; But they didn’t. Soon she would be fast asleep, leaving them to sneak off to Bella’s room and make out. But for the time being, they simply sat back and watched TV.