Amori

Chapter 4: Roman

So what happened to you Roman? Why were you drunk that time?

I seriously can't remember shit that went down that night. I was at this afterparty of the V. Cornell Spring/Summer Collection Show. It was really, really early into the party and they had to like take me out for a breather.

What did you do there? Why were you there?

I'm a model for the Coveted Agency, they had me booked for that show. That was my second time on it...last year I was in it for the uhh... why should I be telling you this again? And what is that recorder for?

As I've told Violet hours ago, this will serve as a reference for me to evaluate your situation. Honestly, if I'm going to ask you about the significant events in your relationship, I think a lot of times there will be an undeniable amount of discrepancies and contradictions in your story so, I hope you understand that this will remain...

yeah..yeah, yeah whatever. Just get on with it.

... yeah..so where was I? okay... Roman, how did you end driving if you were too drunk? And that was just before 6PM right?

I don't really know to this day what went on. All I can remember was just I was depressed that time but you know... I was just doing my job and I was trying to be social, meet new people to get my mind of things. Then, after a few drinks I can't really count, I was seeing... things, you know what I mean? I have a strong feeling someone spiked my drink. Cause if I can really recall stuff, there was this old man wearing that white tux and he had this disgusting lisp when he talks, he was being over...friendly... and touchy, I was just...I can't even keep my feet up so my agent and that old man took me out of the premises but they told me I was screaming shit, 'leave me alone!'. They did leave me for a while since they were being called back inside, while I was able to walk myself back to my car and yeah... lucky enough to be alive on my way back home.

H-how is that... okay, you're saying you were able to drive yourself miles back home and the only time you crashed was when you're back in this small town, at the coffeeshop ad?

Beats me as well. I mean, if you wanted me die in my story even before I reach the coffeeshop, it's really fine with me. Cause that only means you're talking to a fucking ghost right now.

That's not what I meant. It's just a bit... unbelievable but... you should be a bit sober that time.

The show was just right near the edge of city, it's not really that far from here and the drive's pretty safe, you know the roads here aren't as used so I was technically driving into a fucking ghost town, all by myself.

Yeah, I get it. So...what do you remember when you crashed?

... I was driving a bit slower that time when I got into the town proper... I swear there were these lights that were moving by my side, I had to really slow down so that I can take a look at what they are on my side window and then boom! Next thing I know, Jeff Brady, the guy from the coffeeshop, Violet probably mentioned him... she talks about him.. a lot, right? Yeah..him. He was carrying me over to the other side and then everything's moving again. It's like a fucking roller coaster. I'm not really sure if that's still the effects or if it was this girl's... intense driving skills.

So... do you remember anything that might have happened that night?

Honestly, no. I-I really don't know.

How was your first... meeting with Violet?

It was the morning after, I woke up probably past ten, the weather was still the same. If you look at the sky everything's just white, blue wasn't standing out, it's like a sheet of thin white blanket enveloped the whole view and the sun is just nowhere to be found yet its light was everywhere, you know what I mean? At some parts though it does look like rain is building up and I was just standing by this large clear glass window in my house. My head leaned on it while my hand was brushing of the curtains to let more light in. I swear if the sunlight was on full, my eyes will be shrinking itself into my skull. Everything just hurts, I don't know why or what happened, I must've been stumbling all over before I even got back to my house. My head felt like it was constantly getting scrambled by a group of dwarves. Then I realized, wait a minute... how did I get back here? All the blood suddenly rushed back into my head and I felt so alert, I was just scanning the place like a fucking Terminator. Left, right, left right, my eyes went wiping the view clear. No one was there. There was this pain on my knee, I had to pull the hem of my jeans up and there it was, a glorious dark bruise on my left knee and it hurt like hell. I took of my top cause it felt like dried sweat everywhere then I limped my way out of the living room.