“You know Destin, I know what it's like right now. I get it. I lost him too.” Uncomfortable by the words I shift in my seat. “There's this weird...void on the inside, you don't quite understand. This little piece of you that's just waiting to be filled again, but you know it never will be. You hear his laugh at dirty words or words that possibly sound that way. You see a blonde chick and first thing you do is the Daniel triple B check list because-”
“A Triple D should never settle for anything less than a triple B.”
Beautiful. Blonde. B Cup. She can be more than a B Cup but never less.
Drew chuckles a little, “Exactly. Without him, it feels like there's a giant gaping black hole waiting to suck you in, so you compensate for his absence by doing things he would've. You try to recreate parts of him to keep him here. The porn. The drinking. The attempts at random one night stands.”
Did you know I hate one night stands? I haven't had any recently either.
He leans in closer to me. “You're not the only one hurting, Destin. I watched him die. ” The fact brings tears to both our eyes. “ I watched him take his last breath. You are not the only one who is suffering with this, but you know what? I wake up every morning to the most beautiful woman in the world who reminds me that I'm not alone. I still have another triplet brother. Truth is, if you keep this shit up I'm gonna end up without either of you. I miss Daniel as much as you do, but not enough to give you up in exchange. Stop trying to become him and be you . You're still here. You're still alive. Let's try to make the most of that....”
Drew extends his fist across the table for me to bump. I do.
This ladies, is the level headed triplet. Daniel was the wild one. Drew the reasonable one. I'm obviously the dashing one....Did you smile? Good. I did too.
“One more thing,” Drew starts almost immediately smiling. “You were a douche last night.”
Not surprised, I rub the side of my head. “To?”
“Azura.”
My shoulders slump.
Look, Azura is not only the world's most gorgeous bartender in the history of human existence, she's also the kindest person I've ever met. I swear, if Daniel hadn't already slept with her...I...I am totally not finishing that sentence.
“Yeah. You um, said she only wanted to bone you cause you look like Daniel.”
I grit my teeth. “I said that out loud?”
He nods. “Yeah.”
“To her?”
“Yeah.”
“Out loud to her?”
“No matter how many times you break down the sentence, the answer is yes.”
Vomit jerks back up my throat.
“You need to call and apologize.”
“I don't have her number.”
Drew tilts his head at me. “You're gonna tell me that's an issue for you? How did you make sure you were in Mary Ann's English class again? It was really random luck of the draw your classes got scheduled that way?”
“Point proven.”
“And you should know something else.”
“What's that?”
“You're wrong.”
“About?”
“Her.” Still confused I wave a hand around. “It's not Daniel, she wanted to sleep with you. It's you bro.”
Immediately I deny, “Nah...”
“Trust me.” Drew smirks again. “I know a thing or two about chicks.”
“Just 'cause you're practically married now doesn't mean you know shit about chicks.”
He lightly laughs and stands. “To teach you just how much I indeed know about them, I'm gonna go fuck my girl rotten. Take notes.”
“Ugh,” I groan and let my head fall forward.
Before he leaves the room he gives me a strong pat on the shoulder and informs, “There's HS in the drawer.”
Thank fuck. Hangover Serum is this little mixture Mel, his girlfriend, created that wipes the thing away. Man, it could make her billions if she sold it, but that's not possible...before you ask me why not, that's not my story