Flat 3A (Reira)

[Matrim Gallagher]

"Keys... keys... why don't I ever know where my keys are..." Matrim said, patting down his jacket. He then saw them in the ignition and took them out, "There we are! I found you little keys!" He then tried to put the keys into the ignition, but couldn't figure out which way to put it in for a few moments, "Damnit.... are these the right keys?"

He finally got them in and started the bike, he wondered if he should put his helmet on, and he did. In fact, it was probably the smartest thing he had done so far aside from when he stopped drinking. So he started the motorcycle and made his way back home. As he drove he couldn't help but expect icy conditions, from all his time in Alaska where it was nearly suicidal to keep driving a motorcycle. But in the end, he remembered where he was, and after a few wrong turns made it to his building.

Stumbling into the place he pressed the call button on the elevator, paying no attention to the elevator. After about five minutes he kicked the elevator door in, the technician was on his way over and saw Matrim kicking it, "You again! Every week you do this! The reason it's always broken is because of you! I nearly had it fixed this time you piece of shit!"

"Uh-oh," Matrim said giggling and pointing at the guy, "Hey buddy don't make me get all bullet proof ahh shit I can't do that anymore... anywho you best watch out mister!" He said, and with a giggle he headed up the stairs. He nearly fell a few times, passing by a couple who were heading out to a party from the looks of it. The man shoved him to the side and Matrim hit the wall hard, laughing at how weak the guy really was. He then made his way up to room 2A, knocking on the door. An old Korean lady answered it, "I love you and I'm sorry Reira."

"Wrong room you drunk idiot!" The woman yelled, shutting the door in his face. Matrim took a step back and turned around towards room 2B. Knocking on it, and then it was answered.

"I love you and I'm sorry Reira," Matrim said to a large German man.

"Wrong room!" He yelled and shut the door.

"Heil!" Matrim yelled and laughed hard at the German mans accent. He then realized the 2, and headed up the stairs another floor, knocking on the door of room 3A, "I love you and I'm sorry Reira, this isn't the right room is it..." He would say and turn around beginning to stumble towards room 3B.

[Reira DeMorvick]

Reira stopped in front of Matrim’s apartment door and nearly collapsed after she coughed a lung out. The girl had run the whole way here, not once stopping. She didn’t know why she forced herself to do such a thing, but it felt good to run. Successfully unlocking the door, she entered the apartment and immediately jolted into the bedroom, slamming the door behind her. There was so much running through her mind right now. Anger, regret, confusion, the works. All she knew was that she couldn’t stay.

Not really thinking of the consequences, she began to re-pack her bag roughly, stuffing all the things she unpacked earlier into the thing in un-organized heaps. Reira was in a moment if hysteria. Everything wasn’t working. It wasn’t supposed to be like this. Trying to zip up her bag, her frustration got the best of her and she ended up hitting the thing to the floor, clothes spilling out everywhere. That was when she cracked.

Falling to her knees, she put her arms over her head and placed her head against the edge of the bed. There she cried…not just about what happened today, but about how much she had missed Matrim, how much she loved him and what she was about to do to him. Time passed. Reira failed to notice just how long she had been crying for, nor did she care, as long as no one saw her. What a mess she was in.

Eyes red and nose stuffed, she finally pushed herself off the bed and began looking for her cell phone. It took her a while, but she found it. Only a phone call away and she’d be out of here. Sitting on the floor, the apartment fairly dark since she didn’t turn on any lights, she began to dial Demetri’s number. Placing the phone to her ear, she could hear her heart beat at a fast pace. In truth, she was scared he would answer. Ring…ring…Reira couldn’t do it. She couldn’t leave!!

“Hel--”

Snap. Before Demetri could even say hello she had hung up on the man. And then she conveniently threw her cell phone against the wall, making the battery fall out of it. Good, now she didn’t have to listen to him call back. As she did this, she just so happened to see herself in the mirror. Ick. Stripping down, she decided to take a shower. The hot water would help her relax, calm down and clear that crying induced stuff nosed of hers.

By the time she was done, all the hot water was gone. A towel wrapped around her body, she left the bathroom, only to hear a loud knocking at the door. Her eyes widened. Could it be Matrim? Please god let it be him! She really hoped so. Rushing to the door, she opened it to find a pretty drunk Matrim. Well, at least he got home fine. Thank god.

"I love you and I'm sorry Reira, this isn't the right room is it..."

Before he could even fully turn around she grabbed at his shirt and hauled him into the apartment, all the while conveniently shutting the door. Of course she was doing this with one hand, the other was holding the towel up. Practically throwing herself at him, she hugged him the best she could with one arm.

“Don’t ever leave me again,” she said softly. “I love you Matrim. I’m sorry and I forgive you for everything, I don’t care…I just want to be with you.”

[Matrim Gallagher]

"You...." He stumbled his speech and hugged her back, "You broke your rule.... haha.... you.... wait what was the punishment for breaking the rule again? Oh yeah... the rule WAS the punishment... that's kind of daft don't you think?"

He laughed a little, but held her tightly because he was missing her so much, "Reira.... you missed so much! So much happened while you were gone! There's an eight foot tall man here! And that's not an exact-iration.... eggs at your eight shun... exaggeration. And... and then I was drugged! Like you were that one time! And it was bad... I was almost bad but I didn't do anything! It was amazing.... but I missed you too much. I did...."

He would break the hug and stumble into a kiss. She would probably be able to taste the booze on him. But it would just be a peck and then he would stumble back again, "And... and then I saw Riley touch you and it got baaaad....." He stumbled against the wall next to his door and slumped down, "Lina's gonna kill him... she killed a man once.... but I guess we all have haven't we?"

Matrim would be a little teary eyed, mostly it was the mixture of alcohol and built up time of loneliness, "It's bad here Reira.... I watched a man pull his own rib out of his body..... and it was just a fight... just to prove a point.. they didn't seem like they wanted to kill each other.. it was... it was... I need to get stronger.. I have to be strong. It's dangerous here..."

He looked up at her. His eyes no longer sad but determined, "These injuries are nothing. I have to be stronger...."

[Reira DeMorvick]

Reira tried so hard not to laugh at his drunkenness, but it was a little hard not to. Not wanting to upset him, she bit down on her lower lip and nodded, an amused look on her face. He was so cute when he slurred his words, almost like a little kid. She had never seen him this drunk before. Of course she didn’t mind now, it was understandable as to why he went and drank himself silly on this night. Laughing some as she clung to him, she hugged him even tighter.

“An eight foot tall man eh? I’d like to see him one day,” she said smiling, as she pulled away some. She was all grins and smiles. Until she heard about him getting drugged. Drugged just like she was the time with Andrew. Holy cow, that didn’t turn out well. Her face changing to one of confusions, she was happy to hear that he didn’t do anything. “I missed you too hun, but do you promise you didn’t do anything too bad with the said girl?” She trusted him, so she wasn’t too worried about it.

Before she got an answer she got a kiss. It was only a peck, but whew, was it ever an alcohol infested kiss. “I’m sorry about the Riley thing, I’m sorry about the rule thing..it was extremely selfish of me. I’m so excited to --eeeep!” Reira had an arm wrapped around Matrim, so when he stumbled backwards, she went with him. She giggled as this happened, still holding her towel up quite nicely. She landed on her knees, sitting in between his legs.

Then just like all people under the influence of alcohol, his mood changed rapidly. To one of excited babbling to what almost looked like tears? Oh dear. Reira smiled at him tenderly, listening to his every word. Gawd she loved him, even when he was like this.

“Don’t worry,” she said, running a hand though his hair and kissing him lovingly on the forehead. “You’ll get stronger Matrim. You always do.” Her words held confidence behind them. She sincerely believed this. Giving him a small smile, she resisted the urge to kiss him passionately. If only he wasn’t so drunk. “Maybe you should get cleaned up? And I could get changed. I promise to be quick, so I can get back to you as fast as I can…unless you like it better when I’m only in a towel,” she asked, grinning.

[Matrim Gallagher]

"Actually the towel's a good look for you... but yeah maybe.. maybe you should get dressed after all I need to go clean up too... I should shower...." He said, and he lifted up slowly. He used his back and the wall to slowly work his way up. Finally doing so he made his way to his bathroom, "I'm gonna just take a shower......"

He closed the door, bumped into the dirty clothes hamper, and the toilet before realizing he left the lights off. So he turned around and turned them on. He took his shoes and socks off, and then stepped into the shower, turning on the hot water. As his clothes got wet he suddenly realized this, "Oh yeah... I forgot...."

After getting properly cleaned he would dry off, now in a towel of his own he would leave the restroom and head into his room to get into some sweats and a t-shirt. It didn't matter of Reira was still in their by the time he got out or not. The simple fact was that he wanted to get comfy in some comfortable clothes, "So how was Point Hope after I left?" He asked, "What were you up to back there? I know about School Captain, but I mean, how is everyone?"

[Reira DeMorvick]

Agreeing with him, she contemplated whether or not he needed help with getting into the shower. Watching him shut the door, and after hearing a few bangs and various other noises, she finally heard the familiar sound of running water. Good boy. Hopefully there would be a enough hot water left. Hehehe. While Matrim was in the shower, Reira traveled to the only bedroom in the apartment…the one she made a mess of. Hey, at least she found her pjs easier.

Putting on some pajama shorts and a small t-shirt, she began cleaning up. First she started with all of her clothes that had fallen out of her bag. This didn’t take long to put away, because all she did was stuff the articles of clothing into her duffel bag without a second thought. Once that was done, she moved the bag to an appropriate spot and began searching for the pieces of her celly phone. Why she as so violent towards it was a mystery to her. The off button would've worked just as well. Sighing, she found her phone, and the battery and put it all back together. Yay, fixed.

Do I dare see how many times Demetri called back?…Yes!

Turning her phone on, she waited a few minutes and then BAM, twenty new texts and ten missed calls. Oh dear. Yeah, her Uncle was a little over protected at times. Sighing she began to text him back, right when Matrim walked into the room in search of clothes.

I’m fine. Accidentally called you thinking you were someone else. Sorry! Love you lots =D Talk soon.

By the time Matrim finished changing, she had just closed her cell. “Point Hope is definitely better after I took the title. Lina was a little careless when she had it, I like to think the place improved some,” she said with a smile. “Everyone’s doing pretty good I suppose…Aternity looks like he misses you! Mischa cried when I left…I wasn’t really doing much of anything after you suddenly disappeared. Well, I did continued my responsibilities as School Captain…but I couldn’t stop thinking about you...things got pretty bad and I lost my Qi. So I decided to track you down.” She laughed a little at this. “It’s a good thing I know Aternity so well.”

“So um..what sort of drug were you drugged with? How did it make you feel?….More importantly, will you get your drunk ass over here and cuddle with me? I’ve been dieing to be close to you for such a long time now!”

[Matrim Gallagher]

Matrim walked over to the bed and flopped down next to her. He was exhausted, "Cuddle?" He said, throwing his left arm over her body, "I suppose that doesn't count...." So he scooted closer. Not getting under any sheets or anything but just lying next to her, "It made me hungry... and then it made me kinda randy.... and it felt a little like whiskey going down, but there had to have been something in it... and I can tell you that it is addicting... I want it so bad right now I'm tempted to go find that eight foot tall man and buy some....."

His stomach growled and as his body was pressed next to hers he found himself feeling shaky, "I did nothing, but I wasn't the only one effected. There is this girl named Sara.... she was effected by it, and she kissed my neck but she had been on the stuff for quite some time. It's really a long story, but Sara and me are fighting buds. I'm trying to get her to discover her Qi. She never discovered hers... so I'm hoping that she might still be able to use Qi. Because I sure as hell can't."

He was drunk, and he didn't lie to her. The truth of the matter was exactly what he said. "And there was this one time me and her fought at the beach.... it looked kinda wrong... but had it been a guy the fight would have turned out the same way for the most part... but she's so short! She's like... tiny...."

Was Matrim digging a hole? Possibly...... but he was drunk... and he didn't cheat on her.....

[Reira DeMorvick]

So drunk Matrim didn’t really know how to cuddle in this state. That was okay, at least she was with him now, the feel of his arm around her was comforting and she missed that feeling greatly. If only he was sober, it would be must more pleasant, but he was talking, and being rather open, which was good. Although, she couldn’t say the things he was telling her was good at all.

“I won’t let you get more,” she finalized. If this drug was addictive and made girls kiss his neck and end up in awkward positions, then like hell she’d let him get more. Was she jealous, sure she was. But she had to remind herself that he didn’t do anything wrong, at least that’s what he told her. She would believe him. Besides, she was jealous sure, but not freaky bitch jealous. Reira wasn’t like that because she knew she was hot and could easily make guys flaunt over her, call it something to think about. Not like she would ever do this, because she was absolutely head over heel for Mat. Anyways, she trusted Matrim, so him and this Sara chick? She’d let it slide. For now. Hey, her and Riley were close.

“There’s only Sara right? No more?”

Sighing, Reira moved somewhat away from him. Which was a kind of impossible since it was a twin sized bed.

“I’ll sleep on the couch mmkay? It looks like you need some sleep to sober up..”

Rolling off the bed she tried to salvage a blanket or too. Why she chose to sleep on the couch instead of with Matrim…well it was for obvious reasons. She really wished he was just sober. Who knows if he’d remember anything in the morning.

[Matrim Gallagher]

"Wait... Wait... don't go..." He said, "You can take the WHOA!"

Matrim rolled off of the bed reaching out for her as she started to go, hitting the floor, "I'm starting to feel better...." He said with his face pressed against the floor, comfortable with his face being there like that, "I can.... I can take couch or we could squeeze together on the bed.... I don't want to do anything, I just want somebody to hold me...."

He then turned over onto his back and tried to get himself up but failed, "Come on, help me up Ra Ra!" He said coming up with nickname on the spot. He giggled a little about it before realizing that he was probably being annoying, "But all kidding aside, stay with me tonight.... pwetty pwease?" Matrim gave her puppy dog eyes as he held his hands out to be helped up.

[Reira DeMorvick]

Sighing in defeat, she couldn’t say no to those puppy dog eyes. Walking back towards the bed she let out a laugh at the position he landed himself in. In a way, she was actually glad he convinced her to stay…cause sleeping on the couch would suck and that would make one grumpy Reira in the morning. And in all honestly she really, really didn’t want to be apart from him.

With two hands she pulled him back up. The silly boy was so pathetic right now. A small grin on her lips, she hopped on the bed and sat on top of him, straddling him. “Tomorrow you’re not allowed to be drunk,” she said, giving him a peck on the lips. “Deal?” She would then get off of him and lay beside him, pulling the blankets over them and cuddling close to him. Yep, she was definitely glad she didn’t choose the couch over this.

“Let’s do something tomorrow. No fights, no arguments, no being drunk! Unless we get drunk together, its no fun when you’re drunk and I’m not,” she said smiling. She never thought about it before, but she didn’t think he saw her drunk. Probably a good thing considering she got a little wild at times. Pushing those thoughts aside, she took his hand and placed it on her hip and began playing footsies. She was prepared to go to sleep, well kinda. The bed was small, so she really hoped one of them wouldn’t wake up on the floor in the morning.

[Matrim Gallagher]

"Alrighty..." He said as they got into bed under the sheets. She brought his hand up to her hips, his head lying next to hers, she was moving around her feet a lot, but it just made him fall asleep faster, "Tomorrow we'll go do something, we won't drink most likely though... and I'll probably be wearing sunglasses all day.... light always bothers me the day after....."

He shifted a little to get more comfortable, his hand moving up and down her side to just sort of show affection. He fell asleep pretty quickly in the end, but woke up a few hours later when he landed hard on the ground, "UMPF!" He said, looking up to see Reira hogging the bed, "Man... why does my head hurt so.... ooooh yeah......."

Matrim wondered how much trouble he'd be in when morning came, so he grabbed a blanket and went to the sofa for the rest of the night. Most of the previous day was a blur, but he remembered getting angry and storming off, and him and Reira making up.

What the hell was I thinking.... I should go talk to Ri---- RILEY!

Matrim suddenly realized Riley was Guardian material, and he might have compromised that. But maybe if he could get him to remember visions, maybe it would all come back and he'd be able to talk him into it. In either case, he had to focus on fixing his relationships problems first, and worry about Riley later.