When the Uber driver drops Chyette and myself off at the Frat House on Elms street the party is in full effect and the full moon is out.
Detective Sheen has followed us, but has parked somewhere on the sidewalk between the mess of cars, slipping out of sight for the night, and thankfully, out of mind.
Music thunders from the open garage door where people meander, talk, and play mutiple games of beer pong. Even on the front lawn there are groups of people scattered around drinking and talking.
Bash's motorcycle has been moved from it's normal spot, as well as the bus from the driveway. When we reach the front door my annoyance builds inside when Bash may not even be here for all I know.
I've yet to hear from him.
It's not like I want to hold an entire long conversation with the fucker all day long through text but I at least want to know what he's up to or maybe I want him to ask me what I'm up to.
I know this is fall out from losing Foxy and not hearing from her for that prolonged period of time really did a number on me. So, I try to ignore the building annoyance that is completely uncalled for towards Bash due to the lack of texting.
At least, I hope it's uncalled for...
The inside of the large house swarms with young people, the air is thick of cigarette smoke mixing with weed and bad ideas.
Chy and I wind our way through heading towards the kitchen. I spot several girls I remember from The Falls and keep my eyes peeled for Giselle knowing she was coming tonight as well.
"Oh yes, we've found the goods." Chy let's out a dramatic moan and snatches a vodka bottle from the hands of a red head who glares then looks him up and down full of judgment. Chyette begins mixing a vodka drink while I grab an empty red cup from a cup tower and fill it with the hose of a beer keg set beside the fridge.
Hi, Pen!" Giselle circles in and gives me a tight hug, lifting up to her toes, then she smiles wide at Chyette.
"Hi, Giselle, this is Chyette. My roommate," I say.
"Awe, you're so cute. I just want to stuff you in my pocket." Chy grins and makes it a point to take in her pink bodycon dress and approves.
She giggles and fluffs her hair, "there are so many people here! I came with Charity...she's disapeared."
Giselle begins to fix herself a new mixed drink and I go to the beer keg close by, "Have you seen Bash yet?"
"Yes I did! He was in the garage with a bunch of people."
"Aspen?" I hear my name over the buzz of music and slurred voices. Both Chyette and I turn towards it, "Right?"
Travis
Oh great.
Travis is dressed nicely with a white t-shirt and beige pants. He's tall and good looking, like a Ken doll but with a five o'clock shadow, hazel eyes and sandy brown hair hidden beneath a black hat.
YOU ARE READING
The Body In The Bayou
HorrorSebastian 'Bash' Walker is a partying Good-Time bloke who landed a full ride scholarship from out of The Bush of the outback in Australia to Magnolia Falls University. Magnolia Falls is located in Cajun Country, Louisiana USA where the food is hot...