Unknown Destiny

10

I wake up and a part of me expected Anne to be by my side. Somehow reassuring me that everything will get better, because right now I'm not believing it. I failed to say that this time, and unlike the others I remembered my vision. I remembered the feelings and I'm burdened by the memory of the emotionless face, screaming sorrow and death into my soul. It's something I'm not so sure I can come back from. Because life is like that, it's unstable, at one point it can be beautiful and at another it can be hell. But it all seems to come back to the middle.

Honestly I just wanted Anne. Maybe I shouldn't have kissed her. Maybe I should have just kept my hormones in check. But she was kissing back. What am I supposed to make of that.

God I'm so confused.

So I throw myself out of bed and lazily wipe my eyes. Had I been crying in my sleep?

I yawn and stretch my arms. From after I can hear my phone vibrate. I run to it thinking that it's Anne, that she's apologising about her sudden leave or that she wants to talk me about a serious matter. But it's not.

Rachel: Hey Cameron. Wanna go out for a drink? If you're free of course.

I audibly groan. Does she really want to 'hang out'? Oh wait, I know what that means. It means sex. I am well aware that as a rebellious teen I was all about the sex. I was actually considered a whore back in my day. Well, back in my day was three years ago but you don't realise how fast the time flies.

Should I go to get drinks?

Maybe I should. But no sex or kissing. Nothing sexual at all. I don't like Rachel that way. That one night stand was a mistake, I'm not even sure why I did it. I hadn't been admired in so long that I forgot what it felt like.

So I shake my head and text Rachel back.

Me: Yeah sure, why not? Where should I meet you?

She responds quickly.

Rachel: Hangars down on fifth street. See you there 😘

I chuckle silently, she really thinks she's gonna get somewhere doesn't she?

•••

I've downed a couple of shots and two pints of beer. Most of the girls that are drinking here are drinking Cruisers and Bailey's. Pussies, they're weak if they get drunk off that stuff.

Me? I'm not even remotely close to getting drunk, but Rachel? She's pretty dazed, she's got her hands around some girl and she seems to be enjoying it.

I shoot the pool stick and get the eight ball in. I win.

The guy I'm versing just drinks his drink and smiles at me, "You're pretty good for a girl."

I return the smile with one of my own, "You're pretty shit for a guy."

He laughs to that and throws his bottle in agreement, "Too right."

"Too right."

He comes around to be beside me and hangs his arm over my two shoulders, "Wanna come to a party? My friend is hosting it."

I just look at him and back to Rachel. She's smiling and leaning into her new friend, "Can my friend and her friend come?" I ask pointing towards them.

"Yeah sure, it's hot having lesbians around." He says in a rough voice and I can't help but to cringe a bit.

What harm can a little party do? "Sure we'll come. Where is it at?"

"Come with me, I'll drive you." He says leaning down to me to talk in my ear. It's pretty loud in here right now.

Hmmm... Trust a drunk driver? "Sure."

I'm not quite sure I'm thinking this through properly, it must be the alcohol. It might be getting to me. I approach Rachel and the stranger and say we're going to a party tonight.

I walk back to the guy and he grabs hold of my hand leading me out towards what I'm guessing is his car, I turn back briefly to see Rachel whispering into the other girl's ear, and then they turn around and walk happily back to the pub. I have a feeling it's a pretty far way since I can't see the lights anymore.

I turn to the guy. I can't leave them behind. I know I shouldn't, but I do. A part of me wants to stay, wants to go to this so called 'party', and the other part wants to go back. Either he's got a really tight grip on my arm, or he's persuading me somehow, because I really want to leave.

"You're not leaving sweetheart." He says smiling evilly at me.

"Let me go."

"You said you wanted to go to a party, let's go to a party." And with that he lets go of me and just stares. I turn and run, but not before a cloth comes over to meet my mouth, "Just shh, we'll be there soon."

I mumble something I don't even understand myself. And he just laughs, suddenly everything turns black. Like my whole body just shut down.