The Poison Of Your Love (Sweet Pea love story)

You again

I turn off my car and sit in the cold. It's cold for spring. But it honestly feels nice.

I look around. It's dead on this side of town. A few hooded figures come and go between building and parking lots.
I pull out my pack of spliffs and light one up.

Man oh man. How do I get outta this one, if I'm being honest I never really get myself outta shit. Mostly accidental or blind luck.
I miss Sweet Pea. He's so sweet.

I cough and choke. Damn messed up my throat real good. I look around for water or something to wash my throat. But nothing.

I out my spliff and get out of my car. I stretch and huff. I feel amazing, almost laughable.
I smile at my confusing and awful humour. I walk my cute flat booty to the door and pull the door open. It's heavy, so it almost takes me down when it pulls back. I pull with all my weigh and the door gives.
My arms struggle keeping it open while I go inside.
I look at the cashier and it's the same cute guy from when I first came here.
I give a quick smile but turn away and quickly look for what I came for.
Rum, absinthe or beer?
Though I already know what I want, I look through all the options.
Just some rum and vodka. I'm not into beer. Just hard liquor for the everything.

I bring the bottles to the counter and give the cashier a smile.

"Damn. You must know how to drink?" -the guy

"Sure. But it's more for a one night thing. Kinda of like a party." -me

"Nice. So where is this kinda party?" -the guy

"It's very private and the location is very undisclosed. So..." -me

"Oh...I get it. My names Calvin by the way." -Calvin

"Cool. My names Mikayla." -me
I paid for my alcohol and left the store.

It was straight up awkward but and I'm sure I was cool the whole time. I was so afraid of making a fool outta myself because I almost messed up my words.

I laughed to myself.

I brought my purchase to my car and set it down on the passengers seat.

Now all I have to do is find some wood from the forest and build a fire. Kinda like recreate the first night I hung out with Toni, Sweet Pea and Fangs.

It's really scary to drink at night alone.
It's no longer fun...unless.

I take a long swig from my bottle and set it down, careful not to knock it over.
I dig into my pocket for my treats. When my fingers feel the plastic, my stomach fills with butterflies and I get a burst of excitement. A smile even crept its way to my mouth.
I look at the small baggie in between my fingers.
The end to this thought

I take one bar and swish it down with a gulp of rum. It sends chills down my spine.
I put the rum down and pickup my Gatorade bottle. It's mixed with a capful of vodka.

Xannies puts everything on pause. Which isn't always good because it's pauses your life but not the world.
It's easy to get carried away and disappear within yourself.

I look at my hands and feel calm. But I know not nothings wrong.

I get up and reach for another log. But my legs feel weak and shake.
I pretend it's all in my head and take a log and throw it a little too violently into the fire.

I realize I'm on the ground and not standing. That's weird. I don't remember falling down. I look over to my seat where I left my bottle.
I look at my hands and force myself into my knees. I crawl slowly over.
I take my rum bottle and take another sip. But it's not what I wanted. I put it down on the ground beside me. And reached for my other bottle.

"Well" -

I already don't know who it is. I abort my mission and turn myself around.

"Well what?" -me

I see Joaquin standing close to the fire.

"This is what you do, when your not getting into trouble?" -Joaquin

"What do you mean, this is me getting in trouble?" -I say with a grin and taking a sip from my bottle of rum.

I shudder and remember I was trying to get my bottle of vodka.

I offer my bottle to him and he takes it with caution.

"It's not poisoned if that's what your thinking" -me

"Well from what I've heard you can never be too sure" -Joaquin

I furrowed my eyebrows and gave him a questioning look.

"So people are talking about me?" -me

He lifted his eyebrows and gave me a look that said 'you really just asked me that'.

"Yeah. Well, where are those yapping mouths tonight?" -I said ever so rudely

"Careful. Those people are my people." -Joaquin

"Right. My bad I meant those slippery snakes" -I laughed

Maybe that was a little too rude but if the shoe fits right.
I could also blame it on the xannie and liquor.