Bleed Like Me
“I asked Brooks, taking another drag off my cigarette.
“I gotta take care of something.”
“You inviting me into your crap salad?” My phone buzzed in my pocket. Text from Mom. I ignored it and turned back to Brooks.
He lifted his shoulder. “Can’t be helped. I didn’t think I’d be seeing you today, and I gotta do something.”
“That’s helpful.” I didn’t want to be a bitch, but if I was going to have to take heat from my parents, I hoped for a bit of a game plan.
“You called me, right?”
I blew out a st...ream of smoke. “I didn’t tell you to come get me.”
He peered at me from behind his blue hair. “Then why did you call?”
I swallowed once. Twice. “What happened to your back?”
He veered his car to the side of the road, eliciting several honks and one particularly vehement hand gesture. He snatched the cigarette from my fingers and took a drag. Then he rolled down the window and spit. “Frickin’ menthol.”
I grinned. “Leaves your breath minty fresh. Sort of like Junior Mints.”MoreLess
“I gotta take care of something.”
“You inviting me into your crap salad?” My phone buzzed in my pocket. Text from Mom. I ignored it and turned back to Brooks.
He lifted his shoulder. “Can’t be helped. I didn’t think I’d be seeing you today, and I gotta do something.”
“That’s helpful.” I didn’t want to be a bitch, but if I was going to have to take heat from my parents, I hoped for a bit of a game plan.
“You called me, right?”
I blew out a st...ream of smoke. “I didn’t tell you to come get me.”
He peered at me from behind his blue hair. “Then why did you call?”
I swallowed once. Twice. “What happened to your back?”
He veered his car to the side of the road, eliciting several honks and one particularly vehement hand gesture. He snatched the cigarette from my fingers and took a drag. Then he rolled down the window and spit. “Frickin’ menthol.”
I grinned. “Leaves your breath minty fresh. Sort of like Junior Mints.”MoreLess
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