I finally reached her and suddenly my tongue felt too big for my mouth asI tried to speak, “I’m sorry about what happened in there.”I said, focusing on not staring too intensly into her turqouise eyes.
She shook her head, “Why’d you do that? That was stupid and reckless!” she fiercely replied.
“I guess it was just instinct to try and protect you because you looked upset. I’m sorryI won’t do it again,”I replied, turning around to walk away.
I felt a warm hand on my forearm and my head turned around to fastI heard my neck click, “No, I… I’m sorry and thanks for trying to protect me but I’m a big girl,I can look after myself.” she said firmly, her eyes much softer though.
I nodded, “I guess those high heels,”I gestured to her feet, “aren’t only for looking good, they’re also for self defense. I should get myself a pair.”I said with a smile.
“Wearing them for hours will make you feel like your walking on lava, trust me.” she giggled,I laughed too then winced whenI felt a sharp pain in my side.
Her eyes became concerned, “Are you okay?” she asked. I smiled and nodded.
“I should probably get going home though,”I replied.
“CanI give you a ride?” she offered.
“Sure, thanks,”I smiled. We went to her car which was a blue mustang.
“It’s actually my dad’s car,” she giggled. I opened the passenger door but whenI satI felt something hard under my butt.
“Ow, what the?”I pulled a large bottle of Whiskey from beneath me.
She laughed, a sweet musical sound, “Woah that’s a great talent, being able to pull out a whisky bottle from your butt!” she laughed andI scowled, “I’m just kidding,” she said gently touching my arm again which felt like electric shockwaves were flowing through my blood, “it’s my dad’s. He has a licqour store,I guess he forgot this...” she said smiling as she took the bottle out of my hands and pulling off the cap. To my utter surprise she began eagerly sipping the contents.
I laughed, “I didn’t know you were a fan of whisky.”I smiled.
She giggled and burped then suddenly blushed, “Not really, it’s just tonight has probably been one of the worst night of my life andI wanna just forget it happened and this-” she lifted the bottle, “is gonna help me do that!”
I laughed and watched her as she fumbled with the stereo in the car. She found a station that was playing soft slow jams and she began singing along softly with the voice of an angel.
“Wow, i never knew you could sing.”I said smiling at her as she abruptly stopped and took another swig of whiskey. She handed me the bottle andI also too a sip. It set fire to my throat andI resisted the urge to cotch, yet when it settled it made me feel… more confident.
She giggled, “I can’t sing! My gosh,I sing so badI make crows sound like Celine Dion!” she laughed and hiccoughed. Uh-oh… someone was getting drunk. She took the bottle from my hand and took another long Irish-style sip.
“You know what...?” she slurred, “I hate my life so much. I mean I really really thought David Johnson liked me! My oh my wasI stupid! I really thought i had been clear about howI feel about the whole… you know, sex thing… he PRETENDED like he agreed with me, that we should wait until we’re closer and we’ve been dating for a while. I was so happy… then a few minutes later he’s tryna get in my pants! Son of a-”
“But what did you think would happen by going into the room with him?”I asked.
“I dunno. I thought he just wanted to talk somewhere quieter. I’m sure you think I’m a stupid skank.” she replied with a sniff and took another large sip. She was halfway through the bottle already.
“No noI don’t… really. Not even close. I actually think your… amazing and really really hot.”I said with a smile. My voice shook. I can’t believeI just said that. Three years of fantasizing about Clover Parker and dreaming of making love to her on the beach and her telling me I’m the man of her dreams and nowI finally had come out in the open and said howI feel. I must be dreaming…
Her face suddenly became very stern, “You men are all the dam same!” she shouted, “HereI am pouring my heart and all you can do is just try and get in my fuc`king pants!” she slurred and suddenly her eyes grew wide and she put her hand over her mouth, her body began trembling.
I leaned back in my seat, she looked like she was about to hurl. She quickly opened her door and leaned her head out. I heard the disgusting sound of her vomit hit the ground, then she began to sob. “This is the worst night of my life...” she mumbled between sobs, “I can’t believeI was starting to trust you…I never want to speak to you again!”
WHAT?!?! NO no no no no! This isn’t how it’s supposed to happening! She’s supposed to suddenly be in my arms and making out with me until our tongues ache! She isn’t supposed to be reeking of puke and saying she doesn’t want to speak to me! C’mon man think think think… LIE said a voice in my head. And that’s exactly whatI did.
“I wasn't hitting on you CloverI promise… because, I’m gay.”
