too late. The burning sludge had already traveled its way past my esophagus. Whatever was in the tea was working its path through my blood stream.
“You see? I’m fine.” I said, trying to retain a big smile. It didn’t matter anyway; in the pitch black we couldn’t see a thing.
“Fuck…” Avery whispered. “It smells like shit.”
“Just take it like a shot. It goes down easier than you think.” That wasn’t true, obviously. If anything, it went down harsher than anything I had tried before. But if we had any chance of getting out of the messy situation we found ourselves in, it was by getting Avery to drink the damn tea.
“Okay, okay. Give me a second, will ya?” I heard him take three deep breaths and say, “Here goes nothing. Bottoms up, baby.” He gulped it down. “What the hell! I thought you said this went down easy!”
“I was lying.” I said.
“What? I can’t believe you. If this turns out to be poison, I swear I’ll … well, I’ll do something. I promise you that.”
“Avery?” I asked amidst the growing silence and darkness around us.
“What is it?” he angrily replied.
“I don’t feel so good. Will you hold me?” My stomach was turning and I started to feel the affects of the tea start to build. All around me were bright and complex shapes of all kinds. My mother and father were above my body as my sister screamed in the corner. It was like a nightmare, only I was living it. My God…I thought, what have I done?
I held onto Avery with everything I had. “Is this the end?” he asked, feeling the effects of the tea just as much as I was. “My whole life … it’s right in front of my eyes.”
“Hold onto the light…” I whispered, falling hard against the concrete floor. “Just hold on…”
We fell into a deep trance together, arms around each other’s warm body. There was nothing left but to ride this out. If we were to die, then we died. But I had to hope we weren’t going to. I had to keep thinking about the positive. Avery, on the other hand, was screaming bloody murder. There were clearly some memories he had to deal with before moving on.
This was torture. This was pure torture. But as time passed and the tea’s effects had faded, Avery’s grip never faltered. “I love you…” he whispered after some time. I love you too, I thought. Was all this a dream? Would I wake up in my house with my career in tact? I know it sounds crazy, but a big part of me hoped I wouldn’t.
13
Avery
I woke up on the cold cement with a raging hard on and what felt like a broken back. My hand was firmly placed against Hope’s round and full ass and I just had to squeeze it for good measure. “Am I alive?” she asked me. Who knew at this point, but all answers seemed to point to the positive.
“Don’t worry. I kept you safe.” I said. I didn’t have a damn clue what had happened last night. I remember the lights going out, drinking that disgusting tea, and falling into a black hole of endless thoughts. It was horrendous, really. Nothing I recommend, but I had been through worse of course.
She was draped across the cold ground, legs spread ever so slightly. She was so damn sexy, I wanted her now. But I knew I had to wait. Business always came before pleasure. And if you were in our crew, business was a constant stream of bullshit. She looked at me with bedroom eyes and smiled. But her smile quickly faded into an annoyed frown. Women. They were never satisfied with your noble efforts.
“You kept me safe?!” she cried, picking herself up off the ground. “That’s a laugh. You were crying like a little girl last night.”
She may have been hot as hell, but she sure was a ball breaker. “Whatever. We survived. And I’m proud of you, I guess.”
She laughed, still annoyed with me. She’d get over it, presumably. “Thanks. I guess. Although, I’m pretty sure I was the one who got you to drink the tea in the first place.” she sighed loudly.
I looked at the
“You see? I’m fine.” I said, trying to retain a big smile. It didn’t matter anyway; in the pitch black we couldn’t see a thing.
“Fuck…” Avery whispered. “It smells like shit.”
“Just take it like a shot. It goes down easier than you think.” That wasn’t true, obviously. If anything, it went down harsher than anything I had tried before. But if we had any chance of getting out of the messy situation we found ourselves in, it was by getting Avery to drink the damn tea.
“Okay, okay. Give me a second, will ya?” I heard him take three deep breaths and say, “Here goes nothing. Bottoms up, baby.” He gulped it down. “What the hell! I thought you said this went down easy!”
“I was lying.” I said.
“What? I can’t believe you. If this turns out to be poison, I swear I’ll … well, I’ll do something. I promise you that.”
“Avery?” I asked amidst the growing silence and darkness around us.
“What is it?” he angrily replied.
“I don’t feel so good. Will you hold me?” My stomach was turning and I started to feel the affects of the tea start to build. All around me were bright and complex shapes of all kinds. My mother and father were above my body as my sister screamed in the corner. It was like a nightmare, only I was living it. My God…I thought, what have I done?
I held onto Avery with everything I had. “Is this the end?” he asked, feeling the effects of the tea just as much as I was. “My whole life … it’s right in front of my eyes.”
“Hold onto the light…” I whispered, falling hard against the concrete floor. “Just hold on…”
We fell into a deep trance together, arms around each other’s warm body. There was nothing left but to ride this out. If we were to die, then we died. But I had to hope we weren’t going to. I had to keep thinking about the positive. Avery, on the other hand, was screaming bloody murder. There were clearly some memories he had to deal with before moving on.
This was torture. This was pure torture. But as time passed and the tea’s effects had faded, Avery’s grip never faltered. “I love you…” he whispered after some time. I love you too, I thought. Was all this a dream? Would I wake up in my house with my career in tact? I know it sounds crazy, but a big part of me hoped I wouldn’t.
13
Avery
I woke up on the cold cement with a raging hard on and what felt like a broken back. My hand was firmly placed against Hope’s round and full ass and I just had to squeeze it for good measure. “Am I alive?” she asked me. Who knew at this point, but all answers seemed to point to the positive.
“Don’t worry. I kept you safe.” I said. I didn’t have a damn clue what had happened last night. I remember the lights going out, drinking that disgusting tea, and falling into a black hole of endless thoughts. It was horrendous, really. Nothing I recommend, but I had been through worse of course.
She was draped across the cold ground, legs spread ever so slightly. She was so damn sexy, I wanted her now. But I knew I had to wait. Business always came before pleasure. And if you were in our crew, business was a constant stream of bullshit. She looked at me with bedroom eyes and smiled. But her smile quickly faded into an annoyed frown. Women. They were never satisfied with your noble efforts.
“You kept me safe?!” she cried, picking herself up off the ground. “That’s a laugh. You were crying like a little girl last night.”
She may have been hot as hell, but she sure was a ball breaker. “Whatever. We survived. And I’m proud of you, I guess.”
She laughed, still annoyed with me. She’d get over it, presumably. “Thanks. I guess. Although, I’m pretty sure I was the one who got you to drink the tea in the first place.” she sighed loudly.
I looked at the
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