party girl

I sat in the front seat of pocho's 1981 oldsmobile cutlass and took the gun when he handed it to me. it was heavy in my hands. my heart beat rapidly, thumping inside my chest as the car pulled away from the curb. Judd was Sitting on his front porch under the yellow beam of the porch light. he looked up as we rolled by. I pointed the gun at him. "pow" I whispered. he went white with fear, and I liked the feel of power the gun gave me uneasy in control now. #copyright