Amor Vicissitudine

"You can EXPLAIN?!" I snapped at Tony, my temper spiking to an all time high, "What the fuck are you going to try to explain?!" I was shouting more loudly than I had realized and Tony looked like his head was spinning, "What the fuck are you doing with her?!" I pointed to Stephanie angrily without breaking my gaze with Tony. He tried to look so innocent like a little kid and then I felt a hand on my arm, pulling me roughly back,

"He didn't do anything! I tried to get him to go home but he- he passed out! Okay?!" Oh no. There was no way he just fell asleep on his ex-girlfriend's couch.

"You stay out of this!" I snapped at her, putting my hand up in her face, "Tony! Come on!" I stomped back over to him and grabbed his arm, trying to pull him to his feet.

He pulled his arm out of my grip, "Sicily, please just let me explain!" He started to come to his senses but tat didn't make me any less angry,

"Make it fast." I spoke sharply through gritted teeth and crossed my arms over my chest.

"I-I went to a club with Jaime a-and I had a few shots and then I wandered over here- hic" He blinked and one of his eyes was having a little trouble opening again. He was telling the truth.

I didn't want to admit that I was wrong. That was just stupid.

"Why did you come back here?" I tried not to make it seem like I was less angry than I really was,

"He was confused!" Stephanie tried to chime back into our argument,

"Stay OUT of this!" I shouted back at her, snapping my head in her direction,

"Don't talk to me like that you fucking bitch!" She took a step closer to me, her bleached blonde hair ruffling behind her. She got her hand on my arm, squeezing it sharply.

I swatted her hand away and glared at her,

"Touch me again slut," I stepped forward so I was as close as Alex was going to let me, "I fucking DARE you." I didn't shout at her, but instead spoke through slightly gritted teeth.

She pursed her lips and looked like she was about to swing before Austin stepped in and pried us apart,

"Hey, ladies." He pushed us so we were both his arms' length away from each other, "This isn't cool."

Stephanie continued to glare at me as Austin held us apart. I pushed his hand away from me and as I started to step toward her again something grabbed my hand,

"Ci. Please." It was Tony.

I looked down at him; he looked like a lost puppy. God it was so hard to stay angry at him. But I had to.

He went out and got drunk! He has a kid coming! He shouldn't still be doing this!

"Tony, you just stop trying to make shit better. You're the reason I'm here! You made me come all the fucking way out here just so I can drag your ass back to the house! Don't try to get me to fucking stop!" I snapped at him and jerked my hand away, glaring at him,

"Sicily I came here looking for YOU! I went out and got drunk because I felt like I screwed up your life! I went out with Jaime because I felt like I hit a low point! Okay?!" He was staring at me looking like a combination of 'I'm gonna kill you' and 'I'm sorry I hurt you', "Sicily, I'm sorry!" He cracked, "I-I didn't know. I-I'm sorry! I-I just tried to come see you."

I hadn't seen Tony like this in a while. Not since him and Jaime got into that fight so long ago.

I sighed and rubbed my forehead, looking from Tony to Austin and back to Stephanie. They all seemed like they were waiting for something, besides Tony who was sniffing and swaying on his feet.

I looked at him and shook my head,

"You're coming home with me. And you are not going out with Jaime again." I grabbed his and Austin's hands and dragged them outside,

"Austin I'll drive you and Tony to his car you and I'll drive him home in the truck. You can take his car, just don't break anything. Please." I walked down the stairs with Tony half hanging off my body and Austin trailing quietly behind us,

"Yeah. I'll meet you back at Hime's place?"

"Yeah." I walked with Tony around to the back of the truck, "Tony, baby you're gonna have to get in the bed of the truck, okay?" I was talking to him like he was five but that's only because he was a little too incoherent to understand me otherwise.

He mumbled something and started to fumble onto the side of the bed and then flop into the back.

Thank god there weren't any pieces of the set in there.