Rumspringa

Chapter 2: Busted

As the night went on, the air got colder, the music louder and the conversations a lot more incomprehensible. People were literally slurring their words. The drugs I took were really starting to affect my judgement as I could barely stand up anymore. I was losing my balance and started to fall. Half way down, I suddenly stopped. I could feel some strong arms around my waist as I was being lifted back up. "Are you alright?" I recognized that voice. It was Eli. His voice was very unique.

"I think so. The world is spinning. How is it not spinning for you?" Not sure why I was asking him. "You have some very strong arms." I squeezed his bicep. Those were some pretty big muscles. He was pretty strong for being that skinny.

"I quit drinking an hour ago, right after I threw up." Eli wrapped one arm around my head as he was leading me toward the old shed.  I'm not sure why we were headed there, but I just went with it.

"What time is it?" I was started to shiver a little as we were getting farther away from the fire.

"It's almost midnight." Eli was quick to respond. I stumbled a little almost falling again. "Falling for me?" His humor made me laugh. It was a typical cliche, but still cute.

"I never knew you could be such a jokester. Have we really been out here that long?" What had seemed like a few minutes had really been four hours. We got out of work at eight. Time was just flying by.

"Yes we have. I started checking the time when I vomited. Someone said the alcohol would be out of my system in a couple hours and that I'd feel better." I knew that was a lie, I should have just paced myself. The two of us took a seat behind the shed and out of sight. We could hear the sound of the party in the distance. I laid my head on his lap as he slowly stroked my hair. I was holding back my vomit as I lay there.

"I'm not sure if this comes off as weird, but I like you. Your cute, funny and don't care what anyone else thinks." At this point, I was just blurting out words. I had no idea what I was saying and most of it was slurred.

"That's really sweet of you. You aren't to bad yourself. Your friend Emily told me that you had a crush on me. I wasn't really sure what to think. I'm new to this whole dating thing. Back at the church, the marriages are arranged and we quart the other person, along with the family." He pulled my hair back and pulled up the hood on my sweatshirt to hold it in place.

"I've heard a little about it, but don't know much. My family is your typical American family. My dad works for the city, mom is a lawyer and my younger brother is the Vice President of marketing at some toy company." I was rambling on. When I drink I become talkative.

"So you do the physical labor stuff? It sounds like they all do paperwork and sit behind a desk." He knew more about our ways than what I had thought.

"Pretty much. Except my dad. He goes out and fixes power lines and city property. My parents aren't exactly thrilled, but they support me. They are glad that I have a job and support myself." I could see my breath in the air as I lay there. He had some incredible body heat. "May I ask what else you and Emily talked about?" I didn't want to overstep, but curiosity got the best of me.

"She told me that you had a crush on me and that you were hoping that the bottle would land on you when I spun it. She also told me a little about you, what you like and what you don't like. She also said that she hasn't seen you this happy in a long time. She's pretty sure it's because I'm here." This was the first real conversation that we have had outside of work. I hate that it was under these circumstances.

"She's not wrong. I haven't been on a date in years and my ex is set to get married. I mean they started dating right after him and I broke up, but it's whatever really. I like you." That last part wasn't supposed to come out like it did. "I just came to the realisation that I haven't been on a date in a year."

"I like you to." He didn't hesitate. "That's quite alright. Take all the time you need." Laying on his lap, I could feel the hardness in his pants. I could tell he was just a little embarrassed. I didn't say a word because I think I already embarrassed him enough for one night. I slowly lifted my head up. My hands made their way up to the top of his pants I unbuttoned them and you could hear the zipper come down. "What are you.." I put a finger to his lips and shushed him before he could finish the sentence. My eyes got huge as his pants opened up. In the dark it was a little blurry but I was in complete shock. I had never seen anything so big. I moved my head just the right way as to cover it with my mouth. I'm not sure if it was the alcohol talking or the fact that I haven't had any in a year. He was the biggest I've ever had and certainly much bigger than my ex.

Fifteen minutes later, he finally finished. I swallowed it all to avoid making a noticeable mess. It felt like he came forever. I guess that was to be expected of a virgin. After, Eli and I walked back to the party. I was still a little dizzy, but was able to walk by myself. I grab Eli's hand, partially to let people know that he was with me and partially to make sure I don't fall again. I wasn't a hundred percent just yet. Upon returning to the party, I had noticed that the place had quieted down a bit. The fire was still going strong. People were starting to head home. Once Emily noticed us, she came running our direction, with a beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other. "There you are, I thought you guys left." Her voice was louder than usual, probably due to the amount of alcohol she had. As she ran up, she didn't stop and wrapped me up in a hug causing Eli to let go of my hand. She then look closely at my hair. She leaned in my ear and whispered "you might want to fix your hair." I pulled out my phone and looked at my reflection through the front camera. A white, sticky spot was clearly noticeable on the top of my head. "Have fun?" She laughed. How did I not feel that?

"A little bit." I wiped it out of my hair and onto my jeans. "You got any water?" Emily handed me a water bottle from the cooler that was nearly empty by now. There was no way I was drinking anymore tonight. I joined the rest of the group by the fire. A few minutes later, sirens were blaring and blue lights were flashing. Three cop cars pulled up at and stopped on a dime. Busted.

"Party's over. Go home." The microphone was louder than the music.Police started coming up as we shut the music off. One police officer in particular came up to us with a breathalyzer in hand. "I'm gonna need you to blow into this before I let you in the drivers seat." He stood about six foot tall and was real skinny. Emily blew a one point four while I blew a point zero six. Somehow, Eli blew all zeros. "Can you drive these ladies home?"

"Yes sir." I handed Eli my keys. He had never driven a day in his life. "Go on."

"What do I do?" Eli panicked, which was very rare for him. "And what was that thing?"

"That was a breathalyzer. It tells how much alcohol you've had. If you blow numbers, anything but zero, your not legally allowed to drive. The gas is the right petal and the brake is the left. The numbers on the dash tell how fast your going. I'll help you shift." I tried to say it as quietly as possible to avoid a cop hearing. Eli hopped in the drivers seat and Emily hopped in the back.

"Do you know what you're doing?" Emily put her sat belt on and grabbed the handle up top. I started the car and helped shift.

"Not one bit." Eli gripped the steering wheel so tight you could see his arms shake.

"Relax. You got this." Surprisingly, he was able to back out and get on the road without hitting anything. The last thing we needed was to hit a cop car. A half hour later, we made it home, the car untouched and all of us in one piece. "You guys can crash here. Emily, we'll get your car in the morning. "Emily, if you want, the couch is yours. Eli, there is plenty of room in my bed." I winked at him hoping he would get the hint. Emily already knew what I was planning. It's not like I wanted to sleep with him on our first night out, but emotions and a little bit of leftover alcohol in my system took over. My head was screaming no, but my vagina was screaming yes. I caved. What could it hurt, I'd already blown the guy.

"Alright. I don't want to overstep." Eli was polite as he stood there awkwardly.

   "No. Your not overstepping, I'm initiating it. Let's go." I was starting to get bossy, which was out of character for me. He smiled as he followed.

"I hear you. Get it girl." Emily was snuggled up on the couch and could hear the bed hitting the wall. She could hear my screams in between thumps. I felt bad for not letting her sleep. It's not like this was the first time she had heard me have sex.