TKLD- Chapter 3- A Drunken Mishap

 Chapter Three, excuse me for the long wait, if anybody actually reads this >.>
It may be confusing but I turned it to first-person so if that confuses you please tell me so I can go change in Chapters 1-2.'
Theodore now is in a pickle, what is it and what did he do now?

   By the time the cab brought us to Violet's house along the mountain side almost was almost dusk. We paid the driver and grabbed our things from the trunk, Violet stumbled up her way to the front door. Just a couple swigs of wine and she goes all head over heels.

  "Violet, hand me the keys." I asked turning towards her, She was stumbling over the words I just said, trying to make them out.She took hold of the purse and trusted it towards me in a hastily manner. She gave me a stern,confused look and me and smiled like I had two heads. Casual drinker, my ass. I sighed heavily turning the key opening into her beautiful manor.

  Before us, a elderly man hands grasping to his wooden cane with a pouty look on his face. His robe looked tattered as he threw them on as soon as he heard us come in. He shook his head in disbelief and began mumbling words to us.

  "Violet, out late on prom? I'm ashamed of you, your'e grounded." His hands shaking towards Violet who was giggling probably at the back of my shirt, she was acting like a complete child. This must have been her father, Frankie, who does seem scattered-brained at some times. I went along with what he was saying. He then cocked his head towards me with a confused look.

   "Violet never told me she got a date, you must be Theodore." He pointed his wooden cane at me smiling widely. "Oh goodness me," He took a glance at his wristwatch "I have to go." I watched him hobbled down the hallway to the two bedrooms that Violet explained in her drunken language in the cab.

  "I'm sorry Mr. Nash. Traffic was rough again." I replied softly, I didn't feel like lying to him, but to him it wasn't lying.

   I had a stupid smile stuck on my face listening to Frankie talk to himself as he walked down the hall. Violet was awful quieter than in the cab, behind me she looked as if she was plotting her revenge at her father for grounding her. I spun around as soon Frankie stopped ranting to see Violet holding onto my shirt, her glaze met mine and for a brief moment I felt a connection--Drunken connection or a real connection, I couldn't put the pieces together so soon. She broke the glance by taking hold of my hand and pulled me down the same hallway Frankie just went down.

  She took a great leap to her bed with a perfect, toothy grin plastered on her face. She encourage me to join me on the bed, giggles erupted from her. I settled myself next to her watching her cling to me by the torso, She had the same smile now when the first time I met her. Her eyes closed tightly as if she was trying to stay awake.

   I hovered myself over her trying to keep her awake, I had slept when drunk and it didn't work out well. One hand on her neck keeping her face at me and one hand holding myself up. Short, unsteady moans slipped their way out of her mouth, her eyes fluttered opened giving me a stern look and she pushed at my chest.

"Theo, get off me!" She hissed rolling out from my lingering state, she sat up, no emotion came from her face.

   "If you want this Theo," She put her hand up in my face "You got to do better than that."

   It was wearing off slowly, making her snap in and out of reality.  Her turquoise eyes digging their way into mine, overpowering. I laughed how she was thinking what we were doing, Hell no. Instead I brought my hand up to her face and stroked it gently, her a nice woman she could be so feisty. It was getting late from the rolling around in her covers to ranting to me, it was almost midnight.

   "Shut up and go get dressed for bed." I said with a shove to her back, She mumbled words I couldn't understand and went to her dresser. For courtesy I blocked my eyes as she undressed in front of me.

    She came over and gave me a hug surprising me, I haven't had a real hug from someone I know for awhile now.  I embraced her hug with great passion clasping my hands around Violet's neck.

   "I love you Theodore, don't you forget that." Violet breathed in my ear making me awe, just like the hug. My mouth was dry like I was chewing on a piece of cotton, no one spoke in that brief moment in time. Time passed and Violet fell asleep beside me, having a little whistle when she breaths and soon I joined her.

   I awoke next to Violet and propped myself up admiring her facial features, Soft and delicate were the two words that described her. The sun peeked the ocean outside calling me to get out of bed and go get some coffee. I opened the door quietly and sneaked down the hallway passing Frankie's bedroom door, he was still asleep. Good.

  As I emerged from the hallway leading into the kitchen, Frankie sat at the table enjoying the view before him. I didn't want to disrupted him so I made some coffee to go back to bed. Frankie stopped eating and cocked his head to the side listening to me brew my coffee, not being rude I joined him. We started talking, learning about each other.

  "Theodore, Yes? I'm Frankie nice meeting you," He smiled brightly towards me, the same perfect smile like Violet, "How'd you meet?".

  Stunned by the question, I wasn't going to say 'in a facility that held me captive for accusing me for murdering my parents', That would be horrible for learning a person.

  "At dinner at the bistro, nice gal Violet." I lied to him though my teeth, we did go to the Bistro yesterday. Frankie gave me an eagle eye stare before taking a sip of his orange juice.

   "Didn't your mother ever tell you not to lie? I know your'e from a facility, I always listened to you a Violet laugh and joke around. Think I'm stupid?"  Before I answered he burst out laughing. Feeling unconformable I sipped my coffee with a fake grin.

    The conversation went on till the clock striked eleven, I heard Violet waking up by the slam on her door to the bathroom. Hangover is a bitch.

   "Casual drinker my ass." Frankie sneered at his daughters antics, I smiled on what he remarked. I was starting to like this crazy old coot for who he really is, 

"Theo!" I heard Violet shout, I excused my self from the table and jogged to the bathroom were Violet stood there with a scared look on her face.