come back, Cash is gone. Oh, shit. I look all around and don’t see him. The waitress that gave Cash the Jack Daniels points outside.
I run toward the door. He’s too drunk to be out there by himself. He’s so drunk he could walk into the street and get hit by a car. I push the door open, look down the sidewalk and then turn my head the other direction. No Cash. I see campus security standing around someone in the middle of the street.
I rush over to them. Cash is curled up like a baby in the middle of the road. I see one of the security guys lean over and tap him on the shoulder. “Come on, Mr. Bryant.”
I push my way through them and reach for Cash’s hand. I’ve got to get him home before he gets in trouble. They help me get Cash to his feet and we start walking back toward the dorm. Cash is stumbling all over the place. He’s heavy as hell.
“I’m hot.”
I laugh, “Yes, Cash. You are. Come on, let’s get you to bed.
October 20, 2013
“There’s a spider. Can I get in your bed?” Cash asks.
“Ugh, kill it first and then you can get in bed with me, you big baby.”
He rustles around with the covers, “I’m not killing it. It’s big enough to eat me.”
I roll my eyes as Cash elbows his way into my bed with me.
It’s quiet for all of five minutes and I think he may have fallen asleep or so I thought. He rolls and his heavy arm flops across my chest momentarily leaving me breathless. I shove it off. “What now?”
He groans, “I have to pee.”
I roll over top of Cash so he can get out of bed. “So go pee.”
I lie facing the wall not wanting to look at Cash’s ass because I’m afraid my mind will start to wander when suddenly I hear a stream of water. I quickly turn toward the sound and all I see is Cash’s white ass. “Cash!” I yell.
He turns still peeing and turns toward me now peeing all over my floor.
“You couldn’t make it the two steps to the bathroom?” I say. My eyes wander down to his penis. I shouldn’t look but I do anyway. Who wouldn’t when it’s right there?
Cash looks around confused. “I thought this was the bathroom?” He sways and leans against the wall. “Your plant looked dry. Needed water.”
I lie back down and shake my head throwing my arms over my face. There is no use talking to him and it’s too late to get him to the bathroom. I grumble to myself, “You owe me a new plant.”
When Cash turns around his pants are around his ankles. He’s naked. He tries to jump in my bed commando but that shit isn’t flying. I’ve already seen his penis and if anyone walks in and sees that he’s naked it’s going to start a shit storm. My mind drifts to Landon. He’d be fucking murderous if he saw this scene right now.
“You aren’t getting in my bed naked, Cash.” I push on his leg to keep him off the bed.
He struggles with pulling his boxer briefs up. I’ve always wondered if Cash was a boxer or briefs kind of guy. Guess he’s both. Finally, he gets them up and flops down in bed nearly head butting me.
We just get comfortable and not even a second later he’s snoring loudly against my cheek. Heather opens the bathroom door that connects our rooms. I know it’s Heather without even seeing her. She’s the only one who ever just walks in.
She walks around the side of my bed and slips in Cash’s pee almost falling on top of me. I reach an arm out to steady her.
“What the fuck?” she says and then slaps a hand over her mouth when she notices Cash.
I try to move but Cash rolls. The covers bunch between us exposing his bare legs.
Heather’s eyes go wide and she whispers, “You’re in bed with a naked Cash?”
I slap my forehead with the hand that was steadying Heather.
“Let me peek?” Heather says taking a step closer. “Just one tiny peek. I won’t tell.”
I roll my eyes and push Cash so I can sit up.
“You want to tell me why Cash Bryant is in your bed?”
I laugh because she’s never going to believe me. “He’s afraid of the dark and he saw a spider.”
A look comes over Heather’s face; nothing good can come from that.