Goth Boy (on hold?)

Like a Slap in the Face

A sharp sting ignited across his cheek sending him falling into consciousness. Above him a rainbow haired girl with a dangling silver band hanging from her neck looked down at him with concern.

"What the hell happened Coal?" She held out a hand, confused he took it, using her to pull himself up.

"I don't know. The room..." The room what? Changed? He looked around finding himself in the same dusty trailer. With out the broken office chair, with out the bullet holes, and with out the... Coal felt himself getting dizzy again and headed for the door.

"Hey! Coal, What about the room?" She followed.

"Nothing. I just... Let's get home it's late." He pulled his keys out of his pocket.

She caught up with him and grabbed his arm. "Is it really ok for you to drive? You really bit it when you fell. What if you black out again?"

"Then are you gonna drive?" Coal bit his lip and looked at the rusted Camaro. It's faded and chipped red paint looked brown in the setting sun.

"I can't drive! We could, oh I don't know, call someone?" Hazzel started to check her pockets. "Shit." She ran to the car and opened her side. "Fuck!"

"What?" Coal opened the driver side.

"I forgot my phone at the feed store." Despite saying this she continued to open the many compartments, and looked under the seat for a second time. "Damn it!"

"Well fuck." Coal sat in the driver seat and rested his head against the steering wheel. It was too fucking hot, and his head hasn't stopped spinning.

"What about yours?" She sat, leaving her door open to allow the breeze.

Coal's grey eyes met hers. "I don't have mine. It was left back home. With my mom."

"Well that's just great." Angry she pinned her feet against the dash board. And then proceeded to not sit still. She started digging through the glove compartment. And then after closing it she clambered into the back seat.

"What are you doing?" Coal sat back in the seat, but didn't move passed that. His head had finally stilled and he didn't want to bring the spinning back.

"Checking out your car. It's not that bad. I have an uncle who could help you redo the leather." She climbed back into the front seat. And looked at him.

Coal felt her stare and opened his eyes. "What?"

"You know once you get it fixed up, this will actually be a pretty sexy car. I over heard my dad talking, saying that if he had known it had been sitting at the junk yard this whole time he would of bought it. Said 'it's a classic'." She looked from his lips to his lap. Coal squirmed.

"Oh." He looked at the steering wheel.

"Coal."

He looked up and strawberry lips met his. This time he didn't pause, didn't hesitate. His left hand met the side of her face, her skin soft, her hair softer his fingers trailing through strands of pale blonde and faded pink.

And then she pulled away, biting her lip. Coals gray eyes met her hazel ones and she was just as breathless as him. She looked down then bit her lip. Coal closed his door, and she did the same. He rolled down his window and then leaned over and rolled down hers.

"We don't have to leave yet." She whispered. Coal looked at her. She was still biting her lip. He watched her get into the back and looking at him, slid her shirt over her head. Coal swallowed before getting into the back seat with her. He took off his own shirt and then kissed her again, this time only for a second. Her hands were at his jeans, undoing them. She couldn't get the stiff denim passed the copper button. Coal covered her hands with his and then unbuttoned them himself. She reached behind her and unclasped her bra. It landed soundlessly on the floor. Coal met her lips with more force. She leaned back her hands playing with the hem of his jeans as his tangled in her hair and pressed against her breast. Again he couldn't believe how soft she felt under him.

A hand grabbed his arm, and Hazzel screamed 'Dad'. His head clipped the door frame as he was yanked from the vehicle. When did the door open? He stumbled then came to face a man with brunet hair and a grizzled beard. He got a good look at his brown eyes before the mans fist collided with the side of his jaw. Coal saw black before he hit the ground.