Chapter 13

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Saturday 16th December


The sun cast an orange glow across the ground. The late night breeze was cool against the nape of my neck and my thin flannel shirt didn't provide me with much warmth. A road sweep moves slowly down the road behind me with veronica by my side we walk in silence. We hadn't spoken A lot really. The majority of the day had consisted of walking around new York with small talk making a rare aperence. The road sweep meets up with us an the man controlling the noisy beast gives us nod.


"So, he told you then" v says her hands cupped in front of her.


"Yeah" I say mentally drained.


We return back to silence, it wasn't awkward in fact it was comfortable like me and v had some kind of unspoken connection. We make our way slowly down town towards our destination. We were going to a party but that was all the information I had honestly I had started to get used to have information with held from me. veronica had come to collect me early this morning and we had just walked around all day until the party started. My mind was all over the place and staying caged up in the hotel room just wasn't option for me.


I pull my jeans back up my waist for the hundredth time today I should of really put a belt on after all every time I wear my dark blue acid washed jeans with the rips in the calfs I spend the majority of the day preventing them from falling down my ankles.


Finally we reach the building a tall apartment building with perhaps ten floors. Long steps stretched out in front of us leading up to the front door.


"Ladies first" I say my arm gliding through the air in a gesture. She flashes me a quick smile and begins up the stone stairs holding her long purple dress down just encase a gust of wind cane along and exposed her under region's. It wasn't as high profile as the party we had attended the day I arrived but something about this event seemed more secluded more secret. Small beams of red and green light flicker out of the room at the fat end of the hall as we walk down the dim lit hallway.


The door swings open before we have chance to Nock.


"Welcome welcome" a drunken blonde haired girl cries stumbling past us. Me and v share a giggle and step inside one at a time. From the door way the place appeared empty, but as we turn the corner the bodies spear. An ocean of people jumping up and down to the beat of the electronic base of the music. I scan the sea of people for any sign of Kie and Tyler but I don't see them, they were either in the other room or they were yet to arrive. I follow v through a group of boys who at first were reluctant to move. From behind one of the body's whistles and v turns around with a scowl on her face warning them to stop and they do


"Two shimmy shakers" she asks for when we get to the improvised bar.


"Beer" the girl behind the bar asks clearly perfectly sober and seemingly frustrated about it. V nods and the girl turns around to get the drinks and a second later she turns back around placing two glass bottle of beer on the table and two vile shaped shot glasses containing a bright orange liquid. I through my head back letting the orange liquid slide down the back of my throat feeling it tingle as it goes down.


"What was that" I ask her. The liquid was sour and warmed by stomach.


"Truth be told no one actually knows, Todd's own creation" a few hours passed people dancing until they couldn't possibly dance anymore there was still no sign of Kie and it worried me a little he said he was coming what if something had happened to him and yet again I was not there to help him.


"Oh give me a moment" v says placing her hand on my arm before dashing away to talk to a girl her bright pink hair in pig tails.


Taking a sip of my beer I glance over at her talking to her friend. Glancing past her my eyes fall upon the group if boys we had walked through when we first arrived. Two of the boy split off heading for the door leaving a lone boy sipping idoly from a plastic cup filled with why u expect to be beer. Staring at veronica over the rim of his cup.

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