Ten Days of Perfect (November Blue) by Randall Andrea

Author:Randall, Andrea [Randall, Andrea]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2012-09-20T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

One finds themselves at Lost Dog in only the direst of situations. It’s dark and more than a little dingy, but the liquor is cheap and flowing; exactly what Monica and I needed.

I was mad. Mad at Bo for our pseudo star-crossed situation, mad at Adrian for showing up; really I was mad at Adrian for being involved at all. I was mad at Josh for breaking Monica’s heart, mad that Monica made me think about what feelings I might have for Adrian, and mad that I wanted to run away with Bo and play the guitar on every beach in America.

“Do you think they’ll follow us?” Monica sounded breathless, as if we were in an action movie.

“Who the hell cares? We’ve had a century’s worth of shitty days between the two of us this week.” We took my car to get there faster and we were at LD, as we called it, in less than two minutes.

The pounding wails of Lil Jon were the only rewards for muscling through the sweaty belligerence of the entryway. We tore up to the liquor buffet with purpose.

“Two shots please!” I shouted into the bartender’s pierced ear.

“What do you want?” He leaned in to hear my answer.

“Does it look like it matters?” Monica shouted in to his other ear.

With a knowing grin, the bartender set up two shot glasses and urgently filled them.

“Here’s to us. We love each other unconditionally and would never screw each other over!” Monica shouted.

“Truth!” I tipped my head back, and let the burning liquid coat my throat with indifference.

Monica and I rarely went out with inebriation in our sights. That was a pastime typically left in college. However, the past week had beaten the hell out of me, and I’d had enough. I fully intended to take it out on whatever the bartender was pouring.

After our third shot Monica got a text message.

“What fresh hell is that?” I asked in a surly voice.

“Christ. It’s Josh. His first text to me in two days and he tells me that he, Adrian, and Bo are on their way here. Evidently they’re concerned.” Monica put air-quotes around the last word and I hooted loudly.

“Concerned are they? Hey, Blake, another round please!” Blake the bartender poured us each another shot.

“Monica, this is bullshit. I’m in loooove with Bo.” The fourth shot was finding its way in to my speech.

“Yea?”

“Bitch-of-it-is, I can’t jump all over him when he gets in here because Adrian mother-fucking Turner is with him. And Josh is a dick, Monica - a total dickless dick,” I garbled.

“Ha ha ha. Yea.” Monica’s eyes started to gloss over and she was swaying to the beat of a song in her head. “And, don’t forget, Adrian still loooooves you!” She pointed at me and giggled before her eyes shot to the door.

“Super, the three musketeers are here!” I mocked. “Come on, screw them.” I dragged Monica to Lost Dog’s excuse of a dance floor.

I positioned myself so I could see Josh,

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