No ifs, ands, or buts. Pack your things. You need to drive over there before dark. Her mother said defiantly. Haley let out a frustrated shriek befor...e stomping up the stairs to her bedroom. Her parents had been planning a 3 month tour of Greece for their 20 year anniversary. They had originally invited Haley but she had declined knowing all to well that her presence was really not wanted. Haley rolled her eyes staring at a picture of her and her parents at one of her volleyball games. She was. I haven't been able to block it out. The events of it play in the back of my head like a movie that won't be turned off. All the drama and trauma. Not knowing if we would receive good news or bad news. That night however did have some good effects. We all were a family brought together. In those moments we were there. Bound by that single event that took all of our lives into a twist. Sure I was suffering, but looking back my grandmother had to be suffering even more. He might have been my. "You here with friends?" "Supposed to be," I related. "They're late. Or I'm way early." "Mm hmm." She took another, longer sip. I finished mine, and motioned for another, slipping another bill on top of my change. "What about you?" I asked. "You here with anyone?" I motioned casually to the group of men and women near her, trying to appear clever and intuitive. "Some friends," she acknowledged. "I've never seen you here before." "I've never been here before. You a regular?" "Somewhat," I. I can tell you're worried you made a mistake."I really like you. I want you to be happy. I don't want you to need to get drunk, it's not healthy," I say as I pull you up onto the bed, where you sit next to me."I...like you too," you mumble, looking at me. I lean forward, resting a hand on your cheek as I kiss you, my lips against yours, with a calm sense of urgency. You kiss me back after a little hesitation, and your right hand finds my hip, slowly creeping to the curve of my waist.I pull.