The door popped open and Ricky picked up
the end granite table carrying it though the doorway. Chris held the other end and they set it down closing the door. I watched as they threw their jackets on the chair and picked the table back up. They took it into the back and downstairs.

They wandered back up to the kitchen and started digging through the cabinets. "I take it she usually does the shopping?" Chris joked. "fuck you" they laughed. Chris walked over and snapped a few times in front of me. "Is she even still there?" He asked "I wonder sometimes." "Is she conscious?" "I'm not sure she might be sleeping like that. " Rick said taking a bite out of a sandwich. "should we um move her?" "I don't know, I honestly don't even know what to do. I love her but I can't watch her wither her life away and she won't get help." "yeah, I'm sorry you keep getting mixed up with girls like this." " I just thought she would maybe be the one Yano?"

I rubbed my tired eyes and sat up grabbing my phone from the bed side. '10:32' it's bright screen displayed. I slid it through the pocket and took a few ibuprofen. walking out of the bedroom I walked through to the kitchen and grabbed a juice from the fridge. Chris occasionally glanced up from the tv screen giving a saddened look. "have you already eaten?" I asked "not yet." Chris answered.

"Fettuccine with shrimp sound okay?" "Yeah thanks." I stared the pot and cooked the shrimp adding in everything to make the sauce. I took out two plates and nicely plated the meals bringing it over to the two. "thanks" Chris smiled. I returned it and put away all of the clean dishes. "You need anything else?" I asked. "Na I'm all good." I made the guest bed and our bed.

I took a steamy shower and lit a few incense through out the house. Then changed into a pair of spandex undies and Ricks old As I Lay Dying shirt. The cold covers against my smooth silky legs was the best feeling. I plugged my phone in and sunk into the heavy blankets. Rick came through stripping down and putting on a pair of sleep pants. Before crawling in the opposite side and plugging his phone in. He turned his lamp of and faced toward the center of the bed. I did the same "I love you Ricky" I whispered. I herd him breath as though he were about to say something but stopped.