Solid State
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Category:
Individual Celebrities › Vin Diesel
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
28
Views:
2,693
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. I do not know Vin Diesel. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Caught
Sean's POV
The light coming through a crease in the curtain is piercing my head "˜Shit why can't I have blinds like everyone else' I look around and down at myself and see I'm still dressed. The smell of alcohol is disturbing. "˜What the fuck happened?' I'm still alive so I'm guessing it must have gone all right. Slowly I pull my self in a sitting position. "˜How did I get home last night?' "“ "˜Did I drive?' No, there is no way I could have made it by myself. "˜Naomi!' The thought of something happening to her gives me a headache. I get up and walk to my front door "“ I see my car in my driveway and it's in one piece. When I turn to go and use the phone to call Naomi "“ there she is, fast asleep on my couch. I guess I owe her for saving my ass and bringing me home. She's all right sometimes. My eye catches a glimpse of a cream paper in her hands, I move closer to see what it is "“ SHIT! Nosy kid! I sit directly in front of her staring at the paper in her hand - So many things must be going through her head right now. There are a lot if things that I've been keeping from her and I keep telling myself it's for her own good, but truth is I'd rather she didn't know that part of my life "“ for MY own good. Well she knows half the story, but I'm gonna make sure she knows the truth. I walk up to her and cover her with the throw on the couch, pushing her red hair out of her face and make my way to the kitchen.
Naomi's POV
The whole night I dreamed of my dad. Oddly enough Sean was also in my dream with Reese. I can't remember most of it but I feel like I've been crying all night, my heart even hurts a little. I remain with my eyes closed for a couple of more minutes, daydreaming about the night before - Sean and Reese, his mother abandoning him and Dante. I catch the smell of something in the air, I stretch and yawn and get the strangest feeling I'm not alone. I open my eyes cautiously and there he is, just staring at me, stuffing his face with eggs, bacon and waffles that smell heavenly. I feel something in my hand and look down "“ Damn, caught red handed. What to say? Oh, well I was bored and decided to snoop around your stuff. Shit! He has this bemused look on his face. "“ Is he pissed? I can't tell. I can sense an argument brewing. There's no way I'm gonna lose it either. I have a right to now what's going on, whether it be his personal life or not "“ this is OUR bust, in case he forgot. Yup, that's my case, if he's not going to tell me, I have to find out on my own, right? After all I'm a detective too. I slide up and sit, placing the letter on the coffee table. He keeps looking from his plate to me to the paper on the table. My mouth feels dry and I'm hungry as hell. For some reason I feel like a small woodland creature in front of a beast "“ "˜No sudden moves' I tell myself.
To be continued.............................
R&R PLEASE!
The light coming through a crease in the curtain is piercing my head "˜Shit why can't I have blinds like everyone else' I look around and down at myself and see I'm still dressed. The smell of alcohol is disturbing. "˜What the fuck happened?' I'm still alive so I'm guessing it must have gone all right. Slowly I pull my self in a sitting position. "˜How did I get home last night?' "“ "˜Did I drive?' No, there is no way I could have made it by myself. "˜Naomi!' The thought of something happening to her gives me a headache. I get up and walk to my front door "“ I see my car in my driveway and it's in one piece. When I turn to go and use the phone to call Naomi "“ there she is, fast asleep on my couch. I guess I owe her for saving my ass and bringing me home. She's all right sometimes. My eye catches a glimpse of a cream paper in her hands, I move closer to see what it is "“ SHIT! Nosy kid! I sit directly in front of her staring at the paper in her hand - So many things must be going through her head right now. There are a lot if things that I've been keeping from her and I keep telling myself it's for her own good, but truth is I'd rather she didn't know that part of my life "“ for MY own good. Well she knows half the story, but I'm gonna make sure she knows the truth. I walk up to her and cover her with the throw on the couch, pushing her red hair out of her face and make my way to the kitchen.
Naomi's POV
The whole night I dreamed of my dad. Oddly enough Sean was also in my dream with Reese. I can't remember most of it but I feel like I've been crying all night, my heart even hurts a little. I remain with my eyes closed for a couple of more minutes, daydreaming about the night before - Sean and Reese, his mother abandoning him and Dante. I catch the smell of something in the air, I stretch and yawn and get the strangest feeling I'm not alone. I open my eyes cautiously and there he is, just staring at me, stuffing his face with eggs, bacon and waffles that smell heavenly. I feel something in my hand and look down "“ Damn, caught red handed. What to say? Oh, well I was bored and decided to snoop around your stuff. Shit! He has this bemused look on his face. "“ Is he pissed? I can't tell. I can sense an argument brewing. There's no way I'm gonna lose it either. I have a right to now what's going on, whether it be his personal life or not "“ this is OUR bust, in case he forgot. Yup, that's my case, if he's not going to tell me, I have to find out on my own, right? After all I'm a detective too. I slide up and sit, placing the letter on the coffee table. He keeps looking from his plate to me to the paper on the table. My mouth feels dry and I'm hungry as hell. For some reason I feel like a small woodland creature in front of a beast "“ "˜No sudden moves' I tell myself.
To be continued.............................
R&R PLEASE!