wasn’t the only one. The entire front and back yard of my father’s home was filled with belligerent adults, wasted beyond repair, talking quite loudly about nothing important; all except Brad, who looked as somber as I felt on the inside. I think he actually noticed that I also wasn’t having as good of a time as everyone else. Now and then our sad eyes would meet, and his would wink and smile. He was trying to bring me out of my funk. Honestly, a man of his caliber smiling at me for any reason should have been a ray of sunshine on a cloudy day. Yet, I couldn’t shake the feeling of being ridiculously stupid.
There I was shying away from my own boyfriend, who was finally acting like he saw me, just because of this imaginary guy that wouldn’t even talk to me. I actually felt like I was cheating on Justin with Tyler that day. My intimacy had been committed and faithful to Justin for so long. Being anything more than dry and vulgar with Tyler made me feel like a whore, which was totally ridiculous because Justin and his inbox were over me.
“We’re not even supposed to be drinking,” I muttered through gritted teeth as Sabrina hid the keys behind her back with a wicked smile. “Did you forget that my father is a cop? He is going to kill you if he sees you. Get in the car.”
I was taking her home. If she stayed any longer, my father would have my ass and hers. Insufficient funds didn’t allow him to help with my tuition, but I respected the man enough not to threaten his job by underage drinking in front of him and his cop friends.
“I can drive myself!”
Sabrina’s loud mouth got the attention of others in the front yard. I gave in, realizing that no matter who drove, I just wanted her the hell away from my father’s house.
“Fine. Whatever,” I muttered.
I was so over everything. I was actually looking forward to getting her home so that I could drive myself to the Pink Rhino. Getting away from them all and escaping to that smoke filled lust dungeon was actually a relief.
After climbing into the car and pulling off, Sabrina looked at me reluctantly. “I’m sorry, Stahl.”
“You’re always apologizing,” I said staring out of the window.
I just wanted to get her home, not hear an empty apology.
“Because you always look like I ruin everything when I’m like this.”
“Watch the road…”
“If you only knew…” She stopped herself and chose other words. “You don’t know everything about me, but you envy me, when I envy you. Your father; he’s good to you, and so is your mother. They can’t afford to help you, but money…Money isn’t everything.”
I don’t even think she was talking to me. She was rambling. Yet, she was definitely looking at me, like directly at me as if she wasn’t operating a moving vehicle.
“Watch the road, Sabrina,” I insisted as she flew through a yellow light.
She ignored me. “Stahl, you just don’t understand. You never will. Some things I can’t say.” She was rambling and forcing back tears. “You don’t know how it is to have a mother that doesn’t teach you how to be strong. That’s too busy kissing your father’s ass to realize how much of a monster he is…”
I looked at her oddly, wondering what those words meant, wondering what made him such a monster that she was literally trembling. We literally stared at one another, her mouth telling me nothing, but her eyes telling me everything.
The crashing sound was deafening. Both of us jumped in shock and fear as we braced ourselves. But it was too late. The car in front of us was quickly becoming the Benz’s hood ornament. Sabrina’s face flew into the steering wheel. I screamed right as mine hit the dash and everything went dark.
* * * *
Again, I thought I was dreaming. I could hear the sirens above my head. I felt myself moving. I even felt someone holding my hand. My eyes fluttered open and Brad Miller appeared next me, holding my hand and looking into my eyes. Oddly, I
There I was shying away from my own boyfriend, who was finally acting like he saw me, just because of this imaginary guy that wouldn’t even talk to me. I actually felt like I was cheating on Justin with Tyler that day. My intimacy had been committed and faithful to Justin for so long. Being anything more than dry and vulgar with Tyler made me feel like a whore, which was totally ridiculous because Justin and his inbox were over me.
“We’re not even supposed to be drinking,” I muttered through gritted teeth as Sabrina hid the keys behind her back with a wicked smile. “Did you forget that my father is a cop? He is going to kill you if he sees you. Get in the car.”
I was taking her home. If she stayed any longer, my father would have my ass and hers. Insufficient funds didn’t allow him to help with my tuition, but I respected the man enough not to threaten his job by underage drinking in front of him and his cop friends.
“I can drive myself!”
Sabrina’s loud mouth got the attention of others in the front yard. I gave in, realizing that no matter who drove, I just wanted her the hell away from my father’s house.
“Fine. Whatever,” I muttered.
I was so over everything. I was actually looking forward to getting her home so that I could drive myself to the Pink Rhino. Getting away from them all and escaping to that smoke filled lust dungeon was actually a relief.
After climbing into the car and pulling off, Sabrina looked at me reluctantly. “I’m sorry, Stahl.”
“You’re always apologizing,” I said staring out of the window.
I just wanted to get her home, not hear an empty apology.
“Because you always look like I ruin everything when I’m like this.”
“Watch the road…”
“If you only knew…” She stopped herself and chose other words. “You don’t know everything about me, but you envy me, when I envy you. Your father; he’s good to you, and so is your mother. They can’t afford to help you, but money…Money isn’t everything.”
I don’t even think she was talking to me. She was rambling. Yet, she was definitely looking at me, like directly at me as if she wasn’t operating a moving vehicle.
“Watch the road, Sabrina,” I insisted as she flew through a yellow light.
She ignored me. “Stahl, you just don’t understand. You never will. Some things I can’t say.” She was rambling and forcing back tears. “You don’t know how it is to have a mother that doesn’t teach you how to be strong. That’s too busy kissing your father’s ass to realize how much of a monster he is…”
I looked at her oddly, wondering what those words meant, wondering what made him such a monster that she was literally trembling. We literally stared at one another, her mouth telling me nothing, but her eyes telling me everything.
The crashing sound was deafening. Both of us jumped in shock and fear as we braced ourselves. But it was too late. The car in front of us was quickly becoming the Benz’s hood ornament. Sabrina’s face flew into the steering wheel. I screamed right as mine hit the dash and everything went dark.
* * * *
Again, I thought I was dreaming. I could hear the sirens above my head. I felt myself moving. I even felt someone holding my hand. My eyes fluttered open and Brad Miller appeared next me, holding my hand and looking into my eyes. Oddly, I
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