Antipodes

Thirteen

They couldn't decide what movie to watch, so they decided to go out instead. They first went on the roof top where they smoked and drank some more. They were soon out of alcohol so they decided to go and get some more. Sam was twenty two so he went and brought two bottles of vodka. They roamed in the streets of Brooklyn, singing and dancing. Kacey had some ecstasy on her, she gave one to each of them and they lowered it down with a mouthful of vodka.

"Salute !" they said laughing.

"We should do that more often", said Roxy spinning around in her white embroidered dress.

"You never want to do anything, you're such pussies !", exclaimed Kacey laughing at nothing in particular.

A friend called them around midnight and invited them to join him at his house. He had received some good dope, he said. They took a taxi and went to his place. He lived on Columbus avenue, in Manhattan and his parents had left him the entire house for all summer. He thus took advantage of it to organize some "small" parties here and there. Small parties where half of New York was present.

Tonight, he had boasted to have organized the biggest and the most delirious party ever and he invited it everyone, like always. They were already all tipsy before even arriving, all except Kacey, she was tireless.

As soon as they arrived, she went dancing with some guy she just met, he was in his mid-twenties and she was only seventeen. They ended up hooking up in the master bedroom. Then she went back to the living room and danced with another one. People said that Kacey had a 'bad reputation', some would have called her a 'slut'. And she was a little bit crazy but Roxy liked her still. She found her funny and entertaining. Not to mention that she was a good friend too.

Sam and Roxy found themselves a quite corner in the living room as everyone was on the terrace dancing. They sat there in their own little bubble, talking and singing silly songs.

"We won't remember this tomorrow, so let's do something crazy!", she screamed over the loud music. 

"Something like what?", asked Sam screaming.

"Come !", she said taking his hand and leading him to a bedroom upstairs.

It was practically the only empty bedroom left. It was small and decorated in such a bad taste with satin bedding and flowers. It was funny how money really didn't buy you taste nor elegance. She looked around and smiled knowing they were here all alone. She took off her shoes. Then she took off her dress and began dancing. She got up on the king sized bed and swirled around over and over and over again. He was staring at her smiling then laughing. She stopped swirling and fell on the bed.

"What are you trying to do?", he asked her.

"I love you", she said.

"I love you too", he said joining her on the bed and kissing her.

"I want you so bad", she whispered.

He then started running his fingers down her collarbone. He continued to kiss her sliding running his skinny fingers on her pale skin. Her neck tasted salty. His hand on her thigh slowly going up made her feel like she was drowning in an ocean of pleasure. Her skin was on fire while his was cool. She let go a small noise of pleasure. He stuck his hand in her panties and her face flushed. She wasn't ready, she didn't want it anymore. Her head started spinning, she wanted to throw up.

"Stop it !", she screamed and he stopped right away.

"Babe what is it?", he asked her.

"What is this... noise?". She was going crazy, she thought. Is this how it is supposed to make me feel?

"What noise?", he asked her. "There's no noise, we're alone honey", he reassured her kissing her belly button.

"No, Sam, we're not !", she told him firmly.

"Baby, there is nobody here. Just you and me", he insisted.

"What?", she said. "I can't hear you?"

"What?", he asked her dazed. "Baby, are you okay?"

She started crying even though she didn't want to. She just couldn't stop, then she started laughing. She tried to calm herself down but she felt like something about her was wrong. Her hands were shaking and she felt dizzy. She lost her mind, he thought.

"Roxy", he screamed drawing her attention. "Look at me !"

She looked at him, her eyes were red and ... empty. He couldn't tell if it was from tears or from the drugs. He took her dress and put it back on her, he helped her put her shoes on. She was crying again.

"Why are you crying?", he asked her exceeded. "Roxy, answer me!", he said shaking her.

"Can't you hear that?", she asked him again.

"Okay, let's go home", he told her helping her up.

"No !", she shouted.

"Look, babe we need to get you home. Okay?", he tried reasoning with her.

"I feel sick. I can't move... I can't feel my heart, it's beating so fast", she said shaking. She was in a bad trip.

"I'm gonna get Kacey. Stay right here okay? Don't you move !", he told her.

She put her head between her knees and tried to breath and not to think about the voices in her head. Who were they? What did they want from her?