Little feet

“You know, Ace, we’re going to be on this boat for a while so I wanna get something off my chest.” Viper says sitting down on the edge of the boat. As we cost along the east coast.

“What is it?”

He sighs, and I see a side of viper that is new to me, a more venerable side.

“That night that I... I tried to do things with Heather. That was fucked up of me, and I was a shitty person, and on top of that, stupid drunk, and high off of so many different kinds of drugs. It wasn’t until I fell in love that I realize how fucked up that was. And I’m sorry.”

I’m not going to lie, I don’t regret breaking his nose that night, and smashing his car windows a few days later.

“You will need to apologize to Heather about that Viper, but I appreciate it.”

“That’s not all. I’m also sorry for getting you involved with the gang in high school, you needed a family and I introduced you to the worse kind. Now look where we are. It was fucked up of me.”

I nod.