Painting

Chapter 1

Wasteland -Against the Current

Chapter 1

I don't drink alcohol. I don't see the point of it. One time, I tried to take two glasses of wine and it felt like I was drowning in my sofa. I felt like I wasn't controlling my environment. I went straight to bed and I slept for like 12 hours. I think I can't handle alcohol.

It's interesting, because when I was younger, I could not wait to be "18 or older" to have a beautiful wine glass in my hand. My mom and my dad both knew that, so during the week-end, they would give me my soda in a wine glass and teach me how to hold it. Though my favorite glass was the martini glass, I thought it was so fancy. When I tasted a real martini for the first time I was pretty disappointed, it wasn't as good as I thought it would be. I still love the glass though, I still think it's fancy. I don't understand why people take shots if it doesn't taste good. If you want to have fun, you may as well take something that doesn't taste like rubbing alcohol. I don't even like what the people my age are "suppose" to like. Parties, traveling with a back pack on, going to places you're not suppose to go at night. I like to be comfortable, have my own space and control it.

My friends try often to get me out of my home. Last night, they didn't even had to beg or "threaten" me. I decided that we were going out, at a party, in a cabin, two hours away. Don't get me wrong I still don't like to drink, but I needed something to help me forget about what happened that day and my parents were out of town, so they wouldn't worry. Especially since I don't live with them anymore, I bought the loft above their condo.

Last night was no exception. I didn't drink, but they did. A lot. We were actually the only ones awake at the end of that "cabin party". Them, Victor and Tyler, and me, June. We knew each other because, we went to middle school together. We had friends in common. Tyler had brown/red hair and green eyes. Victor had black hair and blue-green eyes. They were both kind of tall and had pretty large shoulders. Although they looked intimidating, there was something gentle and soothing in their eyes. They were actually kind of handsome. I was asking myself what the hell I was doing there and they seemed pretty interested in that too.

So I told them. That same day, my boyfriend, or should I say my ex-boyfriend, dumped me. I was looking for something to help me forget about it. They told me that drinking was going to help me tonight, but not tomorrow. I knew that but I didn't tell them. I was siting in a big couch in front of them. Before, I got to say anything, they got up and sat next to me. Victor began to play with my hair and Tyler took my hand. I wasn't sure if it was right, but it felt good, so I let them do their thing. Tyler's hand was warm and Victor's touch was comforting. They knew I was going to like it, because when we were in high school, our mutual friends would do that to me, whenever I was sad.

We sat there for a good 45 minutes. I told them about my ex-boyfriend, about how he dumped me. He broke up because he found a girl more adventurous, more "like him" and prettier than me. Obviously, he didn't say she was prettier than me but I saw picture. She looked like a fairy.

Victor told me that I should get over him, that he was a jerk and that I should find myself a better guy. It was pretty harsh, but I think it was what I needed to hear.

They told me they were the ones who organized that party and they were really tired. Tyler got up and I immediately realized that he was not going to make it to his room. The two boys were staggering. Big time. So I got up and I put their arms on my shoulders and I literally walked them to one of the rooms. I made Victor sit on the bed as I was laying Tyler down. He took off his tee-shirt. Victor got up and also took his tee-shirt off.
Then he asked me to tuck him to bed. So I did. Just as I was leaving, Tyler asked me to stay with them until they fell asleep. They made me some room between them. I knew I should not have done that, but I could not resist, it was, as if a force drew me to them. So I laid down on the bed and almost instantly the boys went to sleep. I quickly realized I did not have a ride home since my friends left without me. We were on the country side so I couldn't just walk home and it was way too late for any bus to pass. So I told myself I would go sleep on the couch and wake up early the next morning to leave.

Just as I tried to get up, Victor's arm found it's way under me and turned me over. I was facing Tyler when I felt that same arm finding it's way around my waist. Tyler took my hand and held it like a child would hold a teddy bear. That made me think about my ex-boyfriend, Teddy. He was kind and soft, at first, but then he became selfish and possessive, when we were alone that is. When we would go out, he would put me on display. I would end up calling a taxi and return home, alone. I don't know why I stayed with him that long. Maybe, that's because he wouldn't let me go. One time, I told him that I was leaving, that I couldn't deal with him anymore. He locked the front door of his apartment from the inside. So I couldn't leave. He locked me in his home for a couple of hours. Now that I was thinking about it. He was quite mean.

I tried to lift Victor's arm but he just held me tighter, I could feel his warm breath on my neck and Tyler took my hand even closer to his chest, I could feel his slow heartbeat. Mine had increased considerably. It was weird but I felt protected and I felt good. I was so tired, I think
I fell asleep at that moment. Thinking about what I just did, I was actually proud of myself, I was doing something more adventurous. My friends would be proud of me and my parents would be kind of shocked, but then again they'll never know. Because I won't talk about what happened last night, to anyone, ever.