The One Where They Talk About Things
John's Pov:
The nerve this mother fucker has is unbelievable. To think I was dating him for 2 years in terrible.
2 freaking years of my youth...
Out the window.
I sighed as Maria went and got the broom to sweep up the glass. A roomba can't do everything.
I let a tear roll down my cheek. 2 years I've been with this douche bag, the one I've caught cheat on me, with my own ex.
And she ain't even that bad of a person, Martha Manning. She was a sweet girl who's heart I broke coming out as gay, and this bitch had the nerve to say he was single and once again break her heart. She didn't deserve that bullshit.
If I wasnt gay I would even go to the extent and marry her, but that's the past.
Peggy wrapped her arms around me as I sobbed.
"It's alright, he didnt deserve you," Peggy whispered.
"What good did you do today?" I asked Maria as she put back the broom; whipping away a few tears.
"We gave a homeless person something to eat," Maria smiled at me.
"Better than me," I scoffed, "I slammed a door in someone's face and then brought then up here to ice their face,"
"Accidents happen," Peggy stated.
"Some accidents are worse then others," I yelled in Francis' direction.
"SON OF A BITCH," Francis yelled back as something crashed on the floor.
"That's how the arguement happened," I faked a chuckle.
"What happened?" Peggy asked.
"Well Francis was calling the guy homeless and shit and I told him to stop cause it was making the guy uncomfortable. But no, the guy left by the time I turned around and he started yelling at me," I scoffed, "not everyone in New York can be as fortunate as we are"
Me, Peggy, and Maria made a pact.
That was to not judge people to our best ability. To be kind and do at least one thing for someone else each day. It wasnt a contest, it was just us doing our best to be good people.
"Wanna watch The Little Mermaid?" Maria inquired.
"Yeah that a great idea," Peggy said going to take up the remote from the coffee table, only to realize it was broken.
"Where is the remote?"
"I have no clue," I shrugged.
"Welp," Maria said with a straight face.
"Lets go watch TV in the master bedroom," Peggy got up and ran.
Maria ran after her.
"Wait, that's my room," I chased after them.
We all got up the half spiral stair case panting.
"We could've gone to the theater room," I said.
"Yeah, but what fun would that be," Peggy said.
"You would rather run up a half spiral staircase or walk a couple of yards to a room that has endless amounts of snacks and a large ass TV made for us to watch movies in," I gave Peggy a look.
"Baby, he has a point," Maria said.
"Oh well," she shrugged.
"Let's go," I gestured for then to follow me.
In that moment we heard loud barking behind us.
I stopped, remembering I owned 5 different animals in this penthouse.
"Welp, back to your room I go," Peggy turned around.
Peggy opened my room door to see all my babies on my bed or on the floor.
Alexander was on the TV stand while Sweetie and Pumpkin chased each other on the bed, twisting the sheets.
Sugar and Princess sat on the floor.
"Wow," Maria said.
"You own a fucking zoo I swear," Peggy said going and taking Alexander off the TV stand.
"This baby is my spirit animal," Peggy said playing with his bean toes.
Sweetie barked in my direction. I turned my head gasping when I realized all of my pillows were either pissed on or ripped up.
"Come on guys," I shook my head.
I gently took Princess off a bed of feathers placing her on the floor so she could scurry between my bare feet.
Pumpkin jumped off the bed following after Princess. I threw the pillows to the corner of the room getting a couple more from my bedding closet.
Peggy ripped the sheets off the bed. Half of the sheet falling to the floor and under the bed. She bent down to retrieve it.
"Peggy wait, I dont think you wanna do that-" I turned around she gasped before I could finish.
"I can explain...."
Alex's Pov:
The crunching of snowflakes under peoples feet made me wake up. I realized that the streets were covered in the white freezing powder.
It was beautiful, but the people fucked it up. Their dirty shoes causing the snow to turn into a slushy brown while dogs pissed all over it, some of then had the audacity to take a shit in the snow. I shook my head, taking out a half eaten blueberry muffin.
I took a bite of the now freezing pastry. My hands were red and incredibly numb.
Times Square is a few blocks away, I thought. I could go and check the weather; wait, what time is it?
I got up to the best of my abilities, my entire feet had blisters from walking in the same shoes and being in the cold, while my hands were on the verge of frostbite.
I refused to look at my reflection in the store windows, knowing I would be just as ugly as the day I was born.
Dirt smudged my cheek and the back of my hands.
I sighed, doing my best not to slip in the slick snow, grasping the paper bag with my clammy hands.
I could hear GMA from Time Square knowing certain things were projected as I made my way closer.
"It is currently 8 degrees in NYC, it feels like as little as 5 degrees out. With that, we also have a blizzard on it's way, it will touch down in Manhattan by tomorrow-" I cut off the rest.
While kids in New York were used to the cold, going out to play in blizzards.
(Yes, I do that at least, anyone else living in New York 👀)
I'm from the Caribbean, I could freeze to death.
Well shit.
Guess I'll die.
(Lmao, I'm from the Caribbean as well, but I'm also from in New York, I am able to live through the boiling hot temperatures as well as the cold as fuck ones :D)
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