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"He's very…high right now, Gibs," Dad explained. "Don’t take any notice of what he's saying."
"Is that right?" Gibsie chuckled. "Hey, buddy. How's it going?"
"They fixed my dick, Gibs." With a great deal of effort, I managed to hold a thumb up and wave my hand around aimlessly. "Happy days."
"Woohoo," Gibsie cheered, catching ahold of my hand. "Best news I've heard all year." He squeezed my hand. "You know what that means, don’t ya?"
"Shifting jackets," I slurred.
"Exactly," Gibsie chuckled. "Soon as you're back on your feet, I'll have you out on the tiles."
"Boys," Mam chastised. "Gerard, don’t encourage him."
"You get it, Gibs," I slurred happily. "You get me."
"I get you, buddy," he coaxed, squeezing my hand. "Shouldn’t he be out still?"
"He should," my father replied, sounding amused. "But the lad is as strong as an ox."
"I'm a bull," I slurred.
Gibsie snickered. "You're a bull?"
I nodded. "With big balls."
Gibsie laughed. "Big working balls."
"I'm go
"I'm right here," he told me, patting my head. "And I'll buy you a big basket of it once we're home."
"You're my best friend," I told him, but he looked like a pillow. "I love your big, rugby ball head."
Mam groaned. "Oh, Joh
"Listen," Gibsie said in a serious tone. "I brought a friend to see him."
"You're my friend," I replied with a sigh. "My favorite, fucked-up friend."
"I know I am, bud," Gibsie coaxed, squeezing my hand. "And you're mine."
"A friend?" Mam questioned.
"Yeah, uh, she's right outside."
"You found her, Gibs!" I exclaimed. "Thank fuck. I thought I lost her."
"I did, buddy," Gibsie chuckled softly. "I brought Sha
"Sha
"Sha
"Oh, yeah," Gibsie mused.
"What happened to being friends, Joh
"I lied," I snickered. "I've been lying all along."
"Oh, Joh
"She's mine," I grumbled. "You can't have her."
Gibsie laughed loudly. "Everyone knows that, Cap."
Twisting my head, I tried to find my father. "Da?"
"I'm still right here," Dad assured me, squeezing my right hand.
"She's the one," I whispered, trying to eyeball him in the darkness. "With the perfect tits."
"You saw her tits?" Gibsie asked.
I nodded happily. "Yep."
"When?"
"When she was playing with my calculator," I slurred. "I love her, Gibs. So much. Balls much."
"I know you do," Gibsie mused, patting my shoulder. "Bulldozer."
I shrugged. "And I'm not even sorry."
"Gerard, maybe you shouldn’t bring Sha
"No, no, no," I grumbled, not feeling happy now. "I wa
"Joh
"Sha
"Let the girl in, Edel," Dad mused. "He's going to scream the place down like a toddler otherwise."
"Sha
"Oh Jesus, fine!" Mam muttered. "You better behave yourself, Johnathon."
The sound of high heels clicking on tiles filled my ears, and then I was blinded in light.
A few moments passed by in hushed whispers.
And then I heard those two words.
"Hi, Joh
"Boom, boom, fucking boom, Da," I groaned, slapping a hand against my chest. "I'm done for."