The Angry Emo Boys and that sound and that smell.
If you guys read my earlier posts you would know that I made a new friend named Chaz and I made an ass of myself. Well I went to a local bar and we hung out. He is a really cool and genuine person and seems to be interested in alot of the stuff I do. Unfortunately I had to explain to him why I hate his brother but he just shrugged his shoulders and said that he too hates his brother sometimes.
So we're having a good time sharing some laughs when a couple of extremly beautiful boys walk up to us. "Is your name Green?" one of them says. I was a little drunk at this point so I blurted out in a very old mean lady voice, "yeah what d'ya want?"
"Well we just wanted to let you know that we like your stories," The other beautiful boy adds. I'm like oh shiznits I have to find a way to leave they know who I am.
"What stories?" asks my new friends Chaz. "Do you write?"
So now I have to be greatful to these extremely beautiful boys and I have to explain to the very attractive straight Friend Chaz how these boys know me. So after a few modest comments on my part and a quick explanation to Chaz, the Emo boys show their true intentions.
"Well we're kind of mad that you are ending Mr. Black. We live by this story and James here, is a former run away," they keep on like this for awhile. Chaz is looking at me like I need to explain some more.
So after he's done speaking I tell them this, "Guys I'm just ending part one." The Emo's faces light up. They start hugging me and the image of two dark haired cherubs crosses my mind. Chaz is still waiting for more explanation when my bf walks in and gives me an incredulous look.
For some reason or another my bf is drunk and he walks straight towards us. "Get off my boyfriend girls," he says, with his drunken spanish accent. I swear to what ever created me I expected the emo boys that due in fact look like girls to start beating the crap out of my boyfriend. To my surprise they dont they just get angry and say the f word a few times before one of them starts to cry for some reason unbeknownst to me. At this point I feel like grabbing Chaz and running away while appologizing and giving him I'm sorry cards.
"Listen bish! You don speek to me thaat way okey'," says my Boyfriend in his best impersonation of one of my aunts that speaks with a very thick hispanic accent. Meanwhile Chaz is downing two shots and I feel like the world is closing in on me. I really should have been taking my bf away but I was frozen in place. The Emo boys leave and I give them an I'm sorry look the one that isn't crying just smiles. When I hear the last sound I ever want to hear from my bf and I smell the last sound I ever want to smell and feel the last thing I ever want to feel on my legs.
"Oh my god dude," Chaz says in slow motion.
"Get him out of here," says the bartender in slow motion. "Joe come clean this mess up."
"That's gross," says the lady to my left who I quickly give the death stare to.
"I'm sorry Green," says my bf.
You can imagine what I said. You can Imagine who is sleeping on the couch. And to those Emo boys if you are reading this can you please explain to me why you were crying? You know it ruins your mascara.
My name is Green this is my story and I'm sticking to it.
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