Running Forever

*Party Poison's POV*

---Three Days After The Funeral---

The crash queens left and Dr.D had given us the next two days off. Normally Crash and I would go for a walk...Buy that's not going to happen anytime soon. So I sat on the couch drawing. Jet was making lunch and Ghoul was trying to steel it from him. Crash had taken the Trans Am to Dark Horse's hideout to see if she would take the kids. My sketch pad was full of drawings of her. I flipped until I got to a blank page and started to draw. I drew Whiskey's grave with a bottle of Jack Daniels sitting in front of the flag. As soon as I got up to grab my colored pencils Crash walked in. Alone. That's weird, I didn't even hear the garage door open.

"I'm home!" She called out.

"Hey Crash, can I talk to you for a minute?" I said while heading to my room. She nodded and followed me. She flopped down on my bed and put her arm under her head. I sat down on the chair and said, "Crash, I'm really, really, fucking sorry." tears lined the bottom of my eyes. "I fucked up, I miss you... Please... Forgive me..." She stood up and walked over to me. I kept my eyes on the floor until she gently grabbed my chin and made me look up at her. She didn't look angry, which was a good sign. I felt her hands on my cheeks and her lips on mine. God I missed this feeling. My hands tailed down her sides, staying at her waist. She was pulling me closer to the bed. She turned us around and pushed me down so I was lying on my back. She straddled my waist and lent down to kiss me again. "They'll hear us." I breathed out.

"Let them." She growelled

Notes

It's been like 4 days. I'm sorry. Annnyyyywhoooo, I'm not writing smut... But... yea... This chapter was sort of a filler, I'll make a longer one next time, I promise. Feedback blah blah blah. Until next time.