Pretty Vacant

Kyle

When they entered the factory, Kaya gasped.
It was huge and quite dark, only the red lamps on the walls and the green ones at the bar lightened up the room a bit.
She was surrounded by crazy people, people who looked like her.
She must have looked really funny because Johnny started laughing.
She shrugged apologizing.
"It's my first punk party"
"Obviously", Johnny chuckled.

The hours passed quickly and Kaya and him had a lot of fun talking to many people and drinking way too much.
Johnny knew a lot of people and everybody seemed to respect him in a way.
It impressed her but she understood those people.
Johnny was a calm and fair guy with an awesome sense of humor.
He could be really silly but on the other hand really serious when it was necessary.
He was a great guy and Kaya liked to be around him.
Right now she was walking around a bit while Johnny stood on the bar and talked to some friends of his.
Suddenly she felt someone push her to the ground.
It all happened so fast she didn't know what was happening until she layed on the ground and an alcohol like smelling guy leaned over her and tried to pull her shirt up.
She tried to fight him but his hands pushed down her arms and she wasn't able to move.
Disgust rised in her chest but noone seemed to notice as it was really dark.
His hands pressed her down to the floor and she stopped breathing.
"C'mon get off her", a voice said.
The stranger was pulled off her by someone.
Shining blue eyes looked at her and a hand pulled her up.
Kaya could fully see her rescuer.
He had brown hair to his shoulders, crystal blue eyes, a black ear ring in one ear and wore the same ripped punk stuff as everyone else.
"Hey", he smiled, "I'm Kyle".
"K-Kaya"
"Thats a lovely name", he grinned.
She blushed.
"Thankyou."

Kyle walked her back to the bar.
Johnny looked at her surprised.
"Some douche was trying to force himself on me", she was still slightly shocked.
"What?! Who?!", Johnny looked angry.
"It's okay he went away" Kyle tried to calm him.
"I'm Kyle by the way".
He smirked at Johnny.
Johnny forced a smile.
"Johnny."
Kaya didn't know what was going on.
Normally Johnny was really open and friendly with other people.
But right now he seemed really distant and not fully sure what to think about her longhaired rescuer.
He seemed to criticize him with his eyes.
But maybe she was just making that up in her mind.
Afterall, she had drunken a little over her limit.

•

Kaya woke up the next morning half naked in her room.
She heard snoring next to her qnd turned around.
A man with brown longish hair lied next to her, his eyes closed, his lips a little parted and half naked aswell.
Kaya facepalmed herself.
What had happened last night?
Who was this guy?
She got up and went to the bathroom.

When she got out of the shower she finally remembered a part of the night.
She remembered how he saved her from that disgusting guy and how they later went home.
She almost dropped her toothbrush.
Fuck.
She hadn't slept with him, had she?
Her head ached and her throat burned.
If only she hadn't drunken so much last night.
Ugh.

When she returned to her room he had sat up on her bed and looked around sleepy.
As he noticed her, he smiled brightly.
Kaya almost had a heartattack.
Goddammit.
She grinned idiotically.
But then she frowned.
"Uhm...", what was  his name again?, "...Kyle. What...uhm...did we do last night...?"
"We had unprotected sex and then you wanted to do cocaine so we did and then you told me about how beautiful the pink elephant in your room is until you fell asleep", he chuckled.
She dropped her jaw and stared at him shocked.
"I'm kidding", he bursted out in laughter, "I brought you home and we went to bed straightly. You fell asleep after 5 minutes".
Kaya could feel all her muscles relax in relief.
She sat down next to him.
"Where's your clothes?"
"I dont kn-"
She interrupted him by kissing him passionately.
She didn't even know why but she felt the urge to.
Maybe it was his eyes.
They had a kind of glowing inside them that made her crazy.

•

When Sid entered the living room
he found Johnny sitting on the table semi-dead.
He sat down next to him.
"What's up with you, John?"
"I guess too much beer isn't good for me", he tried to keep his eyes open but failed.
Sid chuckled.
"Shut up man", Johnny swallowed an aspirin with a huge sip of black tea.
They stayed quiet for a while.
"I wonder how Kaya's doing."
"What do you mean?"Sid pulled his eyebrows up.
"She went to the party with me and she took this guy with her when she was pretty drunk", he scratched his head, "I don't know what to think of him really. Something about him disturbs me..."
Sid looked at him in shock.
He swallowed.
He felt like someone stabbed a knife through his heart.
But then again, he pulled himself together.
This was good for her, wasn't it?
Johnny noticed his reaction and looked down.
"I'm so sorry, Simon."
"Don't call me Simon", Sid stood up and went into his room.

He had been sitting on the floor for what felt like ages and the horrible feeling in his heart got worse.
He couldn't even listen his favorite Stones vinyl properly because he had to concentrate on not crying but the pain rising in his chest got too bad.
He stood up and went to his drawer.
It felt like he was walking in slow motion until he finally reached it.
He pulled out the old cigarette box from his grandpa shaking and opened it slowly.
He stared at the needle, then the spoon and finally at the little bag and let out a bitter little smile.
He stared at his enemies, yet his only way out.

The rush in his blood hit him hard and black surrounded him.

The sun threw it's beams through the window, the posters on the wall smiled at each other, an old man smiled from the picture on the desk and on the carpet of the little room, a 20 year old man lied passed out next to a spoon, an empty little bag and a needle.

And Mick Jagger sang.
Mick Jagger sang Angie.

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I have nothing to say because I don't wanna destroy the atmosphere except the guy in the photo is supposed to be Kyle.