I knew something was wrong as soon as my lips touched the edge of the glass. The drink - it smelled different and looked a bit lighter. But the intoxicating boy with the bright blue eyes in front of me was enough to distract me from a hurricane. So I sipped the drink fervently and leaned further into the conversation.
Before I knew it, the room was spinning and I was falling into the lap of my conversing companion. He immediately wrapped his arm around me and began to walk me out of the bar. Though fuzzy, I could hear him tell the bartender that I just "couldn't handle" my drinks.
Once I was in his car, the boy smiled and sighed loudly, looking over at me from the driver's seat. His eyes told me a story I didn't want to hear. He put the car in drive and that was that. I was too drugged to resist him yet the more I laid silent in the passenger seat, the more I let my mind wander about this wonderful man.
Would he lead to darkness? Or would he be the answer to all my questions?
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DIRTY WATER: June 1, 2017
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dirty water : phan
Fanfictiona love that's expressed in paint brushes, cigarette smoke, and gentle touches - that's their love. it's not anything to brag about; it's messy and wrong but it works and it's good. it's good for them and that's all they can see.
