Chasing Leah (Journey #1)

Speaking of tits those ones look pretty familiar, it’s pretty hard not to recognize them when she’s always trying to rub them in my face. But I’ve never seen ‘em uncovered before and why the fuck was she sending me a picture like that? She might look alright but she’s not Leah and I wouldn’t touch anyone other than her with a ten foot pole.

Now I know why Leahs pissed, I’d be fuckin’ hot too if I found shit like this on Leahs phone. I grab my keys from the usual spot by the front door. No clue how I got home last night, I hope I didn’t drive but somehow my trucks here and I know the place I need to go and find out exactly what happened.

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“Teddy! Come on man I know you’re in there, open up.” I pound my fist on the door and try to peer through the little side window on the front porch. I’ve been banging away for the past five minutes but still no answer, his cars parked in the driveway so I’m guessing he’s trying to avoid me. Not gonna happen. “C’mon douchebag, open it up or I’ll kick the fucker open.” I bend my leg back to do just that even though I know it’s gonna hurt like hell when the door swings open and Teddy stands there with a towel around his waist.

“Dude you’re up already? I figured you’d be out of it all day after last night, you were smashed.”

I push my way past him with my shoulder and he slams the door shut behind us. “What the fuck did you let me do last night Teddy?” He points a finger at his tattoo covered body with a smirk on his face. “Me? I’m pretty sure you should be thanking me right now Chase. So you’re welcome,” he says with a fist out to me which I promptly ignore. “I’m gonna go throw some clothes on and you can explain to me what your bitchy attitude is all about.”

I plop down onto the only couch in their living room that I’m pretty sure him and Mark found on the side of the road and it still reeks even with all the febreeze they sprayed all over it. They have the ultimate bachelor pad with a keg set up on the kitchen counter, various band and Bob Marley posters plastered all over the walls and dirty clothes over almost every surface, a lot of which look like souvenirs left behind by all of Teddys women he brings home. I know why Mark refuses to bring Remy back here, she’d probably catch herpes just by looking at the toilet.

“So,” Teddy says as he runs a hand through his shaggy blonde hair. The girls seem to go crazy over that look. “Whats wrong, Leah finally get sick of your ass and decide she wants a real man?” He blinks back at my stony expression and my fist twitches with the need to nail him in his smug looking face.

“Dude you know I’m just messing with you when I say that shit, c’mon spill lets have girl talk.” I explain everything that happened with Leah and everything that I found in my room and show him the messages on my phone. He sends the pictures to his own phone before he hands it back to me. “I need those for research.”

“Whatever dude, just tell me why those are there.”

“Well you’re in luck Mr. O’Neil,” he says with a wink. “Everyone was buying you shots last night after you told us about that teaching job you scored. So me being the awesome friend that I am stepped up as your DD. You’re welcome again by the way.”

He continues on after he finally figures out he’s not getting a thanks from me. “That Missy chic was all over you, doing that ‘accidental’ bump thing that women think they’re so sneaky about. I tried to take her off your hands but she wanted nothing to do with me, I think that was a first.” He pauses as he rubs a finger over his lip ring likes he’s contemplating how something like that could happen, women don’t usually say no to Teddy.

“She ended up with your phone number. I think you thought maybe if you gave it to her she would leave you alone. Even with all of your drunken babble about how fuckin’ amazing and beautiful and smart and blah blah blah about Leah. She still hung around, she’s resilient I’ll give her that.”

Well that explains a lot I guess and I can instantly feel the tension release out of my shoulders. I knew I wouldn’t have anything to do with another girl and if I did I know Leah wouldn’t put up with an excuse of ‘the liquor did it to me baby.’

“What about these?” I reach into my pocket and throw the scrap of material I found in my bed this morning into Teddys face. “Thanks bud, I’ll add these to the collection. Never thought I’d get a pair of Leahs.”