White Elephant

When I first saw her, my hand became immediately clammy. I couldn't help but stare. She was the vision of beauty. And when I say that its not a cliche, well ,maybe it can be. I didn't know what I would say first if I ever muster up the confidence to speak to her. Yet here I was, the bus boy handing out drinks and taking dirty dishes thinking this goddess would ever notice me. I might as well be compared to a stalker. But what if she already has one? I bet she does, some guy already with 20 pictures pined up in his room. He believes she is already his, as he jerks off to the pictures he's taken while she wasn't looking. Something about her when she smiles it was actually obsessive. She was like the warm sun you get on a really cool day and when you feel her warmth, you smile and put your head back to enjoy every moment of it. But back to reality... I ended up going back into the kitchen. I ended up staring at her for far too long and I'm sure the others around me were starting to notice. Although, my quality of character isn't all that great to begin with. Being me is like picking up a don't do drugs movie and doing drugs while watching it. My life Isn't easy to explain. And I ain't gonna explain it to you either. Picking up more glasses of champagne; so those politically correct swines out there could fill up on their fake polite conversations and their LSD binged laughter that makes you wanna shoot yourself in the head. These kinds of people are delusional and at any moment of chaos they really come to life. The most delicate kind of human known to man. It was obnoxious to me how many people could act like that in one room.

Money is one hell of a drug I tell you that. I sneaked my way into the bathroom before going back into that hell hole. Something about me being here didn't seem right. so I needed that one thing that could make it seem like it was all a dream. Cocaine. Or any drug for that matter but you see cocaine is very convenient, just one sniff and your on top of the world. I went into my jacket pocket to pull out a short vile. It was half filled with my magic power. I hid myself in a stall and did a few lines. Besides, if I wasn't high I wouldn't know how I'd get past this night without getting fired. After a few minutes I fixed myself up and walked out of the stall. But not before making sure I was still alone in here. With the restroom cleared, I looked into the mirror and could see the seams of my face slightly showing my drug habits. Washing my face with some water as if it was powered makeup covering all the holes and lines I don't want them to see. This is just another night of something I did for the past 2 months. Not like I was gonna stay here much longer, but for what it was worth, I had to get out of here.

Walking out of the bathroom, my mind swirled with images of that girl. What I thought was my own drug filled mind, was actually that girl walking right towards me. My mouth went dry. Was it from her or from that booger sugar I just partook a few minutes ago? I tried not to look paranoid and smiled asking politely if she needed anything. The only words that came from those perfect pink lips of hers was

"Do you have any cocaine."

I looked at her and behind her. Was this a trap? It had to be. They found me out. My first thought was run but this girls eyes had trapped me in place.

"Come on I know you gotta have some I can see it in your eyes please I'll pay you."

No I shouldn't get involved walk away Alex.

"I'm sorry I don't..."

She smiled again and put her hand on my collar now getting closer to me her lips pressed against mine. She kissed me and I kissed her back. When she let go she licked her plump pink lips and smiled again

"Too bad."

She sighed and started to walk away. My heart was pounding out my chest I couldn't move everything in me was trying to grab her and pull her back in my arms and kiss her so hard, but no. Frozen, I just watched her walk away. There she went and there I was dumb founded.

fuck my life