05-03-2020, 11:11 PM
The tricks worked. Five things he could see. Her not so subtle hint drew his gaze back to the wall, reminding him of the price of losing control. Then again, as far as shit ugly wallpaper went, it was rather cheerful. In a poison yourself kind of way. Even now there was a hint on the air of ash. Maybe melted glue and mold mixed in. He tried not to think of smells, since the last scent set off the chain of thought that led him to curling up in a ball on the floor. The other senses were a little settling, even if for their distraction.
Sometime later, Jay was sitting exhausted against the door, just staring at the ceiling, feeling like he’d been dragged through the hell and back. Fitting, since the diner was actually somewhere he was looking forward to going. Four more things were easy enough to find. Natalie’s eyes he avoided among their number, if only to dodge the reflection of himself in her pupils. The idea that she was seeing him compromised like this made him want to go back to being walked in on with Anna Marie. At least he was getting laid at the time. Didn’t exactly finish. And he wanted to vomit as much as come, but still preferable to current circumstances.
Eventually, he nodded like some silent gesture that the worst was passed. A tired smile worked to soothe the tension slung through the air like the diner smoke that sent him here. “You know, this was really just an elaborate ploy to get you to pay for the food,” he said. Fog smudged the inside of his head as he snatched the keys.
“Maybe we’ll pass a taco truck on the way to the border,” he said. There wasn’t much to pack except what was on their backs. Besides, he was ready to get the hell out of there.
Sometime later, Jay was sitting exhausted against the door, just staring at the ceiling, feeling like he’d been dragged through the hell and back. Fitting, since the diner was actually somewhere he was looking forward to going. Four more things were easy enough to find. Natalie’s eyes he avoided among their number, if only to dodge the reflection of himself in her pupils. The idea that she was seeing him compromised like this made him want to go back to being walked in on with Anna Marie. At least he was getting laid at the time. Didn’t exactly finish. And he wanted to vomit as much as come, but still preferable to current circumstances.
Eventually, he nodded like some silent gesture that the worst was passed. A tired smile worked to soothe the tension slung through the air like the diner smoke that sent him here. “You know, this was really just an elaborate ploy to get you to pay for the food,” he said. Fog smudged the inside of his head as he snatched the keys.
“Maybe we’ll pass a taco truck on the way to the border,” he said. There wasn’t much to pack except what was on their backs. Besides, he was ready to get the hell out of there.
Only darkness shows you the light.