He held Penny as they lowered him into the ground.
His parents let her walk, unsteady confusing steps away from the grave as Auggie finally settles onto the ground in front of him. “Do you?” He inquires cheekily as he gets the flask from the breast pocket of his suit jacket. “Nah, can’t fuck with your sobriety and whatnot.” Taking a heathy sip he exhales slowly. “If you’re wondering where Tampon is he was so unconsolable Lily took him home so once again it’s just you and I…” As it’s supposed to be.
"A couple months ago, I apologized to you — I’m taking that back, I’ve never apologized and meant it, you know that, you can laugh about me crying but I thought the dramatics would wake you up ya know? It worked too… I got your letter." It’s burning a hole in his pocket. "Which was really fucking gay by the way, but statistically one of us had to be gay, out of the three but whatever. It doesn’t matter since you’re in there."
Taking another sip he relaxes a bit, leaning back, the leaves crumble under large palms and he squints at the sky through sunglasses. “Why didn’t you wait for me?” The words move with the wind and he refuses to repeat them. “We were born together, we die together,” he utters. He wishes he could cry but his eyes won’t do it — he doesn’t want it that much. “Virgin suicides without the virginity part, we lost that title a long time ago right?” he laughs. “I remember the first time I saw Carina at the club… I had never seen such perfection before Penny of course. So naturally I wanted to ruined it, all of it and I almost had my chance — till she ran out and directly into you… But you were always the safe choice, the jock most likely to succeed, no violent tendencies, everyone always liked you — I like you.” Present tense, he’ll always talk about Lennon in the present tense… “That bitch played us, Knox. Yeah she helped make Penny but she was playing us, she was nobody until she met us, that night… I was so mad, she thought she could have it all, the family and career with you, the dirty fun with me… I just wanted you see what she was doing, I didn’t think your dumbass would drive off like that.” He’s so angry he gets up and begins to pace the heat running through him like a line of gasoline aflame. “But that’s not your fault, she was a snake, you got bit — we got bit. Why only twenty seven? A father doesn’t stop loving his daughter after she turns thirty, you’re too lazy to write a hundred probably.”
Sitting back down he swallows, finally pulling off his sunglasses, “I’m going to be real with you, Lenny: I was having a rough time, everyone was happy for us they thought we’d finally fought our demons and conquered them but nah, I was, I’m —” loosening his tie he looks around the empty cemetery “three weeks I fell off the wagon, now before you make thunder strike or something let me explain. I was at the strip club with my boss, I’m going after his job and he knows it so he takes me to the club to celebrate another quarter with good numbers thanks to me and he slips it into my hand like it’s nothing and the next thing I know I’m in a hotel room with Svetlana and Sonya and I’m doing lines off em. He thought it would just knock me off my game but I finally feel right again, you know how it is, you did this for you, no one else; I’ll take good care of her, don’t worry, she knows you love her not even death can tell her otherwise. I’ll try, I’m not you I’m not Dallas but I know I can do this, you wouldn’t want anyone else for the job.”
He finishes off the flask and laughs, a real laugh from the pit of his empty stomach; it rattles as it goes up and up to leave through his mouth, “I love you too, by the way even if you went out in the lamest way, should have had heart attack balls deep in some girl when you just croaked but you went out how you wanted you’re a Reeves: we’re good looking, wealthy and selfish as fuck so this isn’t goodbye this is… I’ll see you later. Same time tomorrow Lenny.” Auggie got up slowly and dusted himself off and put back on his shades and opened the fly of his pants and peed on the tombstone next to Lennon’s gravestone — Carina’s. “Drink my piss you stupid bitch, better stay on your side of hell if you know what’s good for you.”
It's rather shitty -- this tradition of getting drunk and climbing into people's windows uninvited but AT Reeves does what he wants and some people think it's funny? At least the only guy who has tolerated him for years besides Lennon thinks so. Separated by the miles between the higher learning AT was forced to do the first thing he did after he threw his cap into the air was pull the flask out from the breast pocket of his blazer and drank all of the contents right there in front of the university president (how he managed to graduate from college is a mystery to everyone including himself but he thanks his lucky stars nightly.) Leaving his family's yay AT hasn't fucked up or shamed the family name in four years party still raging on he ducked out quietly (as quiet as a drunk guy can be which is actually really quiet if he tries hard enough) and made his way over to his friend's house. With scaling skills to rival Peter Parker's he makes his way up the house, putting his upper body strength to use to hold himself up on the gutter drain while he pushes the window up high enough to pull himself inside and ---- oh, there's a naked girl. Dusting himself off he sways on unsteady feet, "This is a nice surprise..."
Rebekah didn’t even know she wanted that relationship with Auggie, never in a million years she thought it be possible. But part of her simply just doesn’t want to admit it, to protect her own pride. Crossing her arms, at first she said nothing, but then she just gave in, “No, you were never just that, Auggie, surprisingly, I enjoy your presence. As a friend and as a— well, you know the world,” She shrugged, turning her attention back at the male, “That’s a very good question that I don’t know the answer too. I just want you all to myself, I don’t want another girl in the picture. I want you to look at me as if I’m the only girl you ever want, seeing you with someone else just makes it seem like you don’t care, I will not be treated like some backwash side slut. I’m always the first— and only.”
Auggie started to laugh but quickly sobered up, Rebekah was unpredictable when she got into one of her moods and he didn't want to die. "So you're saying you want the perks of being my girl -- my only girl without the title of girlfriend? Correct me if I'm wrong but I know I'm not."
She huffs and curls up tighter under the blankets, shivering and snuggling up as close as she can get. “You are not helping by laughing at me,” Vegas pouts, frowning at him. “And I’m still really cold. And this sucks. I should probably take something,” she groans pathetically, “Medicine, or something. Have you got anything?”
"Some drugs might help you, yes. Or do you want some of my spiked tea? It'll help and you liked it before, I probably have some cold stuff around here, I mix it with my soda sometimes, Lil Wayne taught me. Gotta have some sizzurp to start the day," he crawls up the bed. "I'd totally cuddle you but I don't want to get sick..." More laughter.
Growling, Rebekah wanted to strangle him, anything that would release her anger towards the male. But she couldn’t find the energy to do so, and for once, she practically gave in, “I don’t know why I’m standing here, I just am. I’ll admit it, I like being around you. You’re funny, and stupid at times, but you’re the first person that I actually don’t mind being around with, maybe I’m pissed that you don’t want me as much as you say you do, maybe I’m fucking jealous. I don’t know, I’m battling the urge to either kill you or just give up,” She spoke softly, turning away as if she was about to pull up the white flag, “Whatever, you do what you want with your life, I’m not going to control it or tell you who to be with— just know that you’ll never find someone like me in those girls, never.”
"Why are you talking when I'm trying to seduce you?" Auggie rolled his eyes and took a step back. Time to regroup, he didn't fuck around with her for emotionally honest conversations but fine, the ball was at a toss up and he didn't know who's court it was in now. Exhaling through his nose, Auggie stood at his full height and rubbed his face tiredly. "I like being around you too, Bekah -- a lot. I didn't think you wanted that type of thing from me though? I was just blood to drink and a live action dildo -- which was fine with me but do you want more or something?"
"It's like breathing so... no. I'm not even mean? I just say whatever I want and most of the time no one likes it, not my fault they can't handle the truth."
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