1999 by Moxie Mezcal

Author:Moxie Mezcal [Moxie Mezcal]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Gay, Short Stories, Lesbian, Literary, Psychological, Romance
Publisher: Feedbooks
Published: 2009-09-18T04:00:00+00:00

When I woke up, I was still slumped over in the back seat of the Camry, but Adam was gone. So was Rio. I was alone with Maggy, who was pulling the car off the freeway just as a PJ Harvey song was starting up on the radio.

“Where is everyone?” I asked, groggy and disoriented.

“I dropped them off at the beach. I would've dropped you off, too, but we couldn't wake you up for anything.”

“So where are we going?”

“To score the crystal.”

“Oh.”

We sat in silence as the Camry winded through the back streets of a run-down residential area. I noticed with some relief that my headache was gone and my nausea had subsided to an endurable level. I guess the rest had been what I needed.

Maggy came to a stop in front of a one-story duplex and killed the engine. I started opening the door, but she stopped me. “No, you're waiting here.”

“It's freezing out here,” I complained. “Why can't I come in with you?”

“No,” she repeated, firmly. I was a little taken aback by the sternness in her voice. “Look, I'll leave the music on for you. Just stay in the car.”

I watched as she got out and circled around to the back of the duplex. When she disappeared from view, I laid back down and stretched out across the full length of the back seat, sulking a little. At times, I worried that even though she was only a year older than us, Maggy thought of me and Rio as kids. Sometimes it made me sick with myself to think about how much I worried about gaining her approval.

I decided to think about something else, so I tried to remember the dream I had while I was passed out. I was standing up on the top of a hill covered with dry yellow grass. Sometimes there were a bunch of people with me, like a party, and sometimes there weren't – you know how dreams can fluctuate that way. Mercurial is the word Rio had used to describe it before, and I liked that.

Everyone was gathered on the hill to look up at the sky, as if we were waiting to see something or expecting something to happen. I wasn't sure what, though.

At some point, a woman came over to talk to me. She looked about ten years older than me and dressed in a purple crushed-velvet jacket and black jeans. Her hair was cut in a chin-length bob and was a mousy brown color, like mine used to be before I started dying it. Also, she was wearing a black choker with a little silver spider hanging from it. It's funny the details that stay with you from dreams.

“What is everyone waiting for?” I asked her.

“The end of the world.”

When she spoke to me, I felt dizzy and started to fall. But instead of falling down the hill, I was falling up – falling into the sky.

“You should probably get that checked out,” the woman called to me as I disappeared among the stars.

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