20 Year Old

Friday night, Saturday morning

So there I was, laying on the ground with blood streaming from my left nostril and a busted lip. Now, you're probably wondering how I got so fucked up? It's honestly the most bullshit story you'll ever hear. It began when..

"Hey, there you are Ben," A familiar voice said, "You totally ditched me back there."

I turned my head and gave her a half-assed smile while a cigarette burned between my lips. "Yeah, sorry Jane, But you know that I hate Matt, right?" I took a drag and pointed at her with the hand that held the cancer stick. "Yet you insisted that we stay and talk to him!" She tossed her head back and let out a loud groan.

"You are such a baby, Ben!" 

"Yeah, okay," I said sarcastically while turning my back to her and taking another long drag.

Now, I know smoking is bad for you but if you give me a lecture I swear to god you'll be the one on the ground with a bloody nose and busted lip. F**k off.

"Will you please not leave me alone with Matt and his gross friends next time? I don't trust him and I definitely don't trust being alone with him," Jane leaned on her left leg and crossed her arms. I took one last drag of my cigarette and flicked it away. "Yeah yeah, I got it. Let's go."

Inside. It was misty inside the house. Music was low but there was a constant, noticeable beat in the background. Empty, red cups laid crumpled on the floor. The clock on the coffee table flashed 12:00 over and over. They party had died down and there were only a good handful of people left; including Matt and his douchebag face and friends. 

When the two of us came back inside, Matt came up right away, cup half empty in his hand, and spoke far louder than he really should've.

"Where'd ya guys go?" the drunkard said.

"Out to smoke, we're back now," Jane answered since she knew I wouldn't.

"I di'n't know ya smoked, Janey!" He was so drunk it pissed me off. A dancing couple moved their way past us, bumping into my shoulder which pissed me off even more. I hate parties.

"Yeah, I know, it's so very bad for you. Right Ben?" She gave me a smirk and I nearly committed a mass homicide. "Next thing ya know Ben, Jane'll have you going to the gym to work out! Ya'know, you should totally come work out with ol' Matty once in a while!" You could tell he was getting whirled up. "I'm serious! Two hot dudes just workin' out together! We would roll in that f****n' p***y dude!" He gave Jane a nudge and you could tell she didn't like what she heard. I gave Matt the most fake laugh I could muster up and pointed at the keg with my thumb. "I need a drink guys, enjoy yourself-" Jane elbowed me in the chest and I wheezed as she pulled me over to the keg.

"How DARE you try to leave me alone with him again!" She angrily whispered. I grinned and leaned close to her ear, "You're pretty hot when you're mad, 'Janey'"

I don't think I was ever socked so hard before in my life. Now that I think about it, my chest does hurt a lot too...

I sat down on the black couch with my drink in hand. Jane sat down next to me, legs crossed and sitting forward. 

"Y'know, you really are pretty cute, Jane," She rolled her eyes, "No, no Jane I'm serious. You're cute." Jane socked my leg and I let out a quiet laugh.

"Whatever Ben," She told me.

I think I passed out after that. The beat thumping through my body, the 1/3 full cup in between my thighs, the booze warm inside me and filling my dreams.

I was in a field. There was a constant cool breeze that pushed through the long grass back and forth. There were trees far off in the distance that looked like they went on for miles. On the other side was a vast ocean. The place was just peaceful to be in and I actually felt calm. 

But then there was a loud engine like sound that changed the vibe of the place. The sky turned dark and cloudy and there were headlights in the distance; getting closer. I couldn't move. I wanted to run but I was frozen in place. The engine got louder and the lights got brighter. I looked down and saw hands had come out of the ground and grabbed my ankles. That's when I began to panic.