twist of time (18+)

Thirty-four

Whistling, Alec walked in ease as he stepped up the concrete whitewash stairs beside a hangul street mark to the singular room on the third story building. That floor has an access to the hill road at the back of it, made somehow add to the privacy of whoever rented the place. Moreover, the raised road at the back made anyone climb a shorter flight of stairs, weathered and unsheltered stairs that is.

Arriving in front of the door, he lifted his hand, ready to knock, when he noticed someone already out there, sat on the plastic stool on the open floor facing the city behind the building. Wet clothes hanging on threads just beside him, catching the smoke that he puffed from his cigarette, and as he looked at Alec, he flicked the ash to the flooring that cracked and mossed under his feet.

"Yo," The young white man said, as he took another drag.

Alec stopped. "You looked like a scrub"

Blake raked his hair and chuckled. "Who would not look like a mess with a messy mind like me," He said to his black best friend.

"What happened man," Alec took another plastic stool and sat beside him. Blake's pale pinkish face expressionless over his stubbles, while his tanned chiseled face friend showed nothing too but both men know each other too well that they even didn't need to read each other expression to understand.

For a few minutes, Blake didn't say anything, he just blew another smoke rings and left Alec to wonder, and watched the shimmering polluted air moved like water above those Koreatown building that scattered from up and under the hill from that old borderless flat platform.

A slight smell of barbecue and boiled seaweed wafted from a small joint of Korean Diner down the road, while hangul street marks scattered everywhere. Mumbles of  Hanguk words mixed with broken English, or fluent English flew from the alley just below their feet.

"You know, I never sign up for this," He said then he took another drag and blew it.

Alec took his own cigarettes, lighted it and put the thing between his thick lips, and sent another ring of smokes to the air.

Blake raked his head and said "It's a hell lotta fucking mess that girl"

Alec leaned to the concrete wall and puffed some of his smoke too, wait for another sentence. Yet after a while, lest for a lot of smoke rings that floats on the air, his best friend kept silent.

"You okay?" Alec said after a while, his green eyes teemed with worry.

His friend answered with a chuckle and blew some smoke rings to the air, then pored the horizon that started to went yellow and pink over the so many roofs. They became invested at a teen went down the downhill street, chased his friend, but stumbled at something and went tumbling down the street while the friend laughing his head off. After the silly pair gone, and several minutes of silence, his male partner coughed and scratch his two days unshaved chin.

"Well," Blake said. "I just want to have some fun at first, and she well, up to it." He huffed another breath tinted with minty smoke. "Never thought about a long-term relationship or even the word love. I just want some adventure and good sex. That's what our youth all bout rite?" He puffed another smoke rings and sniffed as the smoke-choked to his nose.

"True," Alec said, pulling his beanies aside and raked his sweaty black curly hair.

"Those nice and comforting words or that money to spend for her, at first just a thing a guy would do to get to her panties, and that's what I usually do" Blake flicked the ash a bit from his cigarettes, to slow down the burn. "Females love those things, to be heard, to be comforted, and that's what I love to do too, without an ounce of care. They are women, I am a man, what else? I satisfy them, they satisfy me, and that's it." He took a deep drag and blew a vapor of smoke that flies over an array of wet clothes.

"The thing is, sometimes my alpha male side need ownership. So that's how our fight was. Just a thrilling fight over a mate." He took another drag and sighed. "Cos you know, pretty gal, fun, sexy bod, super hot at the bed, both couldn't take our hands off of ourselves, what else? Nice possession." The ember licked to the filter, so he pushed the stub to the moss covered floor and lighted another one.

Inhaling another smoky vapor he continued. "I still want to own her, as the matter of fact, somehow I attached to her." Looking at Alec, his sharp indigo blue eyes aflame with something else than lust, maybe passion or simply a yearning for possession.

Then he leaned his short brown haired head to the wall, set his sight to the heaven as he took a deep breath, his cigarette abandoned to the floor.  "It just, when she said she just used my body to get what she wants, that my face just a decoration, that she could fuck a homeless without caring, and that she fucks with me cos handsome dudes easy to get. I felt so pissed." He sighed.

"Man, that was my line! I used to use girls to get what I want, not the other way around!" Blake threw his hand to the air in anger. His necklace fell between his knee as he passionately moved his head and arm.  "And then these problems, about her switching personality. At first, it was fun, to see her changed, and fuck whatever personality that emerged. Then when I aware that one of them is a psycho that often tried to kill us, one of them raped herself on us, and only one of them sane enough to have a decent sex, I just said to myself, damn, this is not what I sign up for."

Turning to his side, silently Alec stifled a smile, as in his mind, he felt his friend rant just tell him that sometimes his mind no more, no less a fuckboy somehow.

"And then the other men, I don't know how many more between me and her, which I don't know how much the real May aware or even like," Blake said, drawing another deep breath. "Man, this is too much for me."

Alec managed to straighten up his face and smiled in understanding. "Yeah, I know."

"Yea we're in this together, but I starting to think, I have to quit," Blake said, straightened his arm.

"Understandable, but I mean, I know how many men May have encountered, and wouldn't you think, it would be fun, investigating this?" Alec lifted up his brown brow and smiled.

"How?" The white dude put off his cigarette.

"My dear baby sis give me a long list. And she's too dependable to ignore." He lifted his brow.

Blake nodded. "Just one more time, one more time bro. This whole thing is too gnarly for me."

"Sure"