"I cannot freaking believe you. Why in the name of all that is holy would you ask me to do that? God, I thought you had some sense."
"Oh, terribly sorry, how dare I do my cousin a favour. I'm asking you to show up and be civil, not marry her yourself and make friends again. Please Skye, for me."
I stare into Paisley's eyes, which are glittering in the low light of the evening lamps. She seems genuine, not that she ever doesn't, and that hurts me. Why can't she just understand how hard this is for me? "Would you want to go to Jack's wedding, or James'? I know this is important to you, it's just... hard. I need some time to think about it, okay?" I murmur, as I stand up from the couch in my bedroom and storm out.
I glance down at my outfit and realise with a start just how un-suitable for my intentions it is. At the next nearest boutique-looking store I pull into the car park with a screech of my tires. I suspect that my anger is making me drive so recklessly but throw the car into park and slam the door shut behind me. The small sign above the door reads Madame Mimi's Evenglory Boutique. The outside is a mixture of pink and green pastels and I find myself almost transfixed as I stare at the brickwork.
I stride purposefully into the store and find myself greeted by a short, white-haired fairy woman. She smiles, saying, "Hello. And welcome to Madame Mimi's Evenglory Boutique, how may we help- M-Miss Everard? Amy, it's Skye Everard!" Normally I would have been happy to meet one of my fans, but today I am too annoyed to even consider being a nice person.
I've never really drunk anywhere in this town and so I'm not entirely sure where I'm supposed to be going, but thankfully it's only a few minutes down the road that I find a small dance club. I park up in one of the few remaining spaces and head into the bustling main room. Inside, there is a long bar and a flight of stairs, at the end of which I can hear music. I approach the bar where a brown haired man is draped over a stool and leaning on the bar top. I slide in next to him and gesture to the bartender to give us another of whatever he has been drinking and she seems more than happy to comply.
"So. What are you in for?" I ask him in my most sultry tone of voice, leaning over to give him a better view of my dress.Or lack thereof. He chuckles dryly, "Well look at that. She's got a sense of humour too. I was just lookin' for a friend in this little town o' yours. And does the lady have a name?" he replies in a strong southern accent.
"Hi there Zeke. Call me... Faith." I shoot him a smile before glancing upstairs. I'm almost certain that on the second floor there's going to be a little more room for us to move around, and the source of the music is there so I figure it's a good bet. Zeke follows my gaze and smiles slyly. He takes my hand and follows me up the stairs to the small dance floor we find.
He stops off at a liquor store and grabs a few bottles while I wait in my underwear in the car, then we drive off and end up at the beach. We stay there for hours as we drink ourselves silly and get to know one another intimately. Then we return to my home where we fall into my bed and spend our time split between napping between our bouts of activity. And not once during those hours of drink-induced blurs does it occur to me that we have not used protection.
I had a great time; you sure got some stamina don’t you? My no. is on the back, call me if you’re ever lonely again.
But before I can get much farther into my day I am struck with a wave of nausea which sends me barreling to the bathroom. Quickly I dismiss it as the aftereffects of last night, since I've not drunk so much since my last night out with Hadley, over a year ago now. That's not the only way I'm feeling the aftereffects either, under the low buzz of pleasure which remains is the aching of every single muscle. Ugh. Right now I could really go for an hour or two in the sauna.
I glance at the clock and realise with a start that it is four in the afternoon. I was lucky that Willow had been picked up by Loki and his daughter for a playdate at their house (most likely he just wanted a baby to look after again) because otherwise I would have been screwed. I have no idea what time Zeke eft, but I'm hoping that it was AFTER the kids left for school. As I lean my head against the bedroom door I hear the telltale moan of the engine of the school bus. Everyone is home now and I'm naked. Great job. I run into my bathroom and grab some of my clothes from the hamper, only to have to turn around and vomit again.
I leave the bathroom after brushing my teeth and head out to meet my kids. They jump up and nown excited for their upcoming birthday party. I had promised them that they could move out tonight and I was not about to go back on my word.
Castiel grows up into a reserved and quiet music lover. He's gotten a job as a librarian but is working on opening his own music/book hybrid store. He has most of his father's facial features but a lot of my personality and worldview. Cas also has an unnatural love of cats and took Lilith with him when he left home.
Natalia is very quiet until you get to know her, but only because she is deciding whether to trust you or not. She reminds me a lot of her mother and I am hoping that she will excel at whatever branch of SHIELD she becomes involved in.
Natasha is the opposite of her sister. Though the two share a childlike mischievousness Natasha is far more looks orientated and rarely does anything which could damage her perfectly styled hair.
Cael is the most easy-going of all my children at present, and he wants to be a dog breeder once he leaves. I have given him a little money to start him off and he's already bought a small plot of land.