Dead Outside (Book 1) Read Online Free

world’s
worst karaoke singer."
    “When
are you going to let me live that down?” she asked with a frustrated laugh
    Her
laughter made me smile. It always had.
    “Never.”
I replied with a smirk that she couldn’t see, but could hear in my voice.
    “Fine,
I have to go. We’ll finish this discussion when I see you when you get back
from Ohio!” she said with excitement in her voice.
    “Alright,
see you then!” I replied, returning the excitement.
    “When
are you just going to tell her you love her already?” Nick asked as I hung up.
“I mean come on. You guys have been beating around the bush for years. Just ask
her out.”
    “It’s
not that simple.” I argued. I’d been holding a torch for Sarah since I first
met her, but something always managed to keep me from taking the next step,
either her constant stream of boyfriends beating me to the punch, or simply
being too nervous to say the words out loud.
    “Yeah,
it is,” he countered. “All you have to say is, ‘Sarah, will you go out on a
date with me?’ and then she says yes, and you guys can finally have that sex
you’ve been dreaming about.”
    I
shook my head, “Why is everything about sex with you?”
    “Isn’t
it with everyone?” he quipped as he took a bite of his pizza. “Wasn’t it Freud
who said ninety-nine percent of our actions are influenced by our penises?”
    I
laughed, almost spitting bits of pizza out of my nose, “I don’t think he said
it quite like that, but you’re close enough.”
    “So
what are we doing today?” he asked as he finished a slice of pizza.
    “Oh
yeah, we are having a get together at the bar tonight, one last hangout before
I go to my grandfathers cabin in Ohio.” I answered, finishing my own slice.
    “Thanks
for asking me,” he said sarcastically.
    “Your
welcome,” I responded. “Now go put some pants on. You’re embarrassing
yourself.”
     
    We
pulled up to the local bar in Nick’s Mustang. Roxie had called saying she needed
to work a few more hours, and that she'd meet us at the bar. When he got out of
the car he puffed out his chest and had the usual goofy cocky look on his face.
He loved that car.
    “Would
you lose the goofy ass face?” I laughed. “We passed six other mustangs on the
way here.”
    “Shut
the hell up,” he came back with, “Its better then your shitty ass truck.”
    “You
were singing a different tune when we needed to move something bigger than a
few bags of groceries.” I shot back, patting him on the shoulder, “Calm down
dude, it’s a cool car. You’re making all the other middle aged men jealous.”
    He
just shook his head and smirked a little. “Alright come on, and let’s get
inside so you can lose all your money to me at pool.”
    “Sounds
like a plan,” I replied accepting the challenge.
    The
bar had a misty appearance to it from the combination of low lighting and cigarette
smoke. There were the usual bar patrons, old drunks, middle aged singles trying
to find partners, and quite a few college aged kids who had just reached the
legal drinking age.
    "How's
it going boys?" Our waitress greeted us.
    “So
Jenny how busy has it been tonight?” Nick inquired.
    “Not
too bad, we had to deal with a couple of rowdy guys a few hours ago, but other
than that it’s the same old same old.” She said with a smile.
    “Well,
we’re meeting Roxie here in about a half hour we just figured we’d play some
pool till then,” I explained. “Could you send her over there when she get
here?”
    “Sure
Sam, no problem,” She agreed. “Have fun losing your money to Nick.”
    As
we walked away I turned to Nick. “Am I that bad?”
    He
laughed. “Let’s just say you’re about to make my next car payment.”
    The
building is split between the main Bar and a gaming section, with pool tables,
dart boards, and quite a few old arcade games. Most of the tables were empty,
but it was a little early. They would fill up rather quickly in the next hour
or so.
    We
walked