Page 5 of Breathing Without You

Creedence

good, I love it when you blush, want me to continue?

Emerald

nope, maybe you can show me sometime.

Creedence

I’d be more than happy too…

Emerald

good, I’ll meet you in the driveway tonight at 10:30

Creedence

are you leaving me?

Emerald

yep. Gotta get back to work

Creedence

no fair

Emerald

bye mister

Shit, her and that mister shit. Makes my dick hard. Who would’ve thought that a simple word coming from those plump lips of hers could make my dick so hard.

I spend the rest of my workday trying to keep myself busy and my mind off Emerald as much as possible, but of course I fail miserably, but that’s ok it helped the time pass by quickly.

I head home so I can shower after my long, drawn-out day at work of tattooing people. I recently started working at Carsten’s uncles shop Crazy’s. I love it. I started tattooing a couple years ago and it’s something I’ve enjoyed doing since, just some days the people can be annoying is all. Like today, girls who whine the whole time because it hurts… Well, no shit, it’s supposed to hurt. I shake my head to myself thinking about it, but what’s a tattoo without a little pain. After my shower I head downstairs to make something to eat and end up running into Carsten while I’m down there

“Hey man, how's it going?” I ask him as I open the refrigerator looking in the drawers to pull out the lunch meat. Sandwich it is. I plan on convincing Emerald to grab something to eat at the diner Winter works at, either before or after the bar, so I won’t need a ton of food.

“Hey Creed. Just got done working out before I have to head into Black Velvet for my late shift tonight. How was Crazy’s today?” He takes a bite of his sandwich that he must’ve made before I came down here.

“It wasn’t terrible. I love doing it, but man, some of the people whine a lot. The last girl I tattooed took forever because she kept crying that it hurt.” He shakes his head laughing.

“I mean yeah some of them hurt like a bitch, but don’t you go into it knowing that?” he asks in a confused tone. You would think people would go into this knowing that a tattoo hurts like a bitch, but I think some underestimate just how painful some areas can be.

“My thoughts exactly. But I’m pretty sure she thought the exact opposite or something because she was very surprised with how bad it hurt.” I shake my head as I put a piece of Salami in my mouth while I make my sandwich.

“Some girls are strange man. Speaking of…” he asks, giving me a look, but I’m not giving in yet.

“Speaking of what?” I ask like I have no idea what he’s talking about. I know damn well he’s talking about that gorgeous fucking woman who lives next door, but I’m gonna pretend I don’t know what he’s talking about, just for the fuck of it. Because I’m an asshole like that.

“Nope, don’t you play dumb with me. I’ve known you since we were kids, you know damn well what I’m talking about.” He crosses his arms over his chest. “You and Emerald bro, I saw you dancing together, kissing her. So, what’s going on?” He raises one eyebrow at me. There’s no fooling him. We can basically read each other's minds; I just have to look at him and he just looks back and we’re instantly on the same page. I guess you can say that’s a part of our bromance that we get made fun of for sharing. I guess that’s what happens when you grow up together,and spend every school break, and weekends together, summer vacations too. It was rare when we weren’t together.

“Nothing yet. I just haven’t been able to stop thinking about her man. The more I see her the more, I don’t know, obsessed, I feel like I’m becoming. I feel like a fucking psycho bro.” I laugh after saying that because I really do feel like a psycho. “That’s how into her I am, it’s so weird. I’ve never been this into a girl like this, where I just can’t stop thinking about her and then I get this feeling inside me that’s even more fucked up. What’s wrong with me... we haven’t even slept together. We’re not even dating.” I sigh after getting all of that out, I can’t seem too crazy. I've known Emerald for a few years, but just started talking to her more these past few months so it’s not like this is completely random that I’m showing interest, I’ve just never been this way before with women.

“Sounds like you got it bad man, that’s how I felt with Winter, like I couldn’t, well still can’t even fucking breathe without her. That’s how I knew I was in love with her,” he says, grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge and opening it.

“Well damn, that’s what I was thinking but then I thought I was being like a chick and overthinking it.” Laughing, I take a quick bite of my sandwich. “We’re going out tonight. I told her we’re going to the bar to get drunk and have fun, so we’ll see what happens.” I take another bite feeling like I’m running out of time as it’s already almost nine at night.

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