Dreaming of Demons

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When Seth finally left the room, I quickly went to lock the door. Didn’t want that happening ever again.

I thought about calling Blue again, but… no.

No fucking way. I am not going through that again.

What the fuck was it with girls and gay men? Its creepy.

At least I could leave now, thank god.

But do I really want to? I mean, maybe I should stay and try to figure this thing out with Seth?

Oh, great, the Questions.

But seriously, what if he really did hear? I mean, I wasn’t exactly loud, but the walls are thin, you can hear just about anything.

And he did seem a little off when he looked at me.

And I think he was staring at my ass, though I can’t be sure, since I had my back to him.

Maybe I should take Blue’s advice, she’s never given me bad advice before…

But no, I couldn’t. It was too creepy. Besides, I’m probably just going through a rebellious phase.

Dad wasn’t exactly pro homo. I mean, one time he threw something at the TV when Blue was watching some show, I think it was Ellen Generes or something, and heard that she was getting married to another woman. He threw a huge fit after that.

But he can’t try and control me anymore. I don’t live in his house anymore.

I’m FREE!!!

Why the hell did it take me this long to figure this out?

Thank you, Seth.

Still, nothing, could, would ever happen, because I was leaving.

Besides, I had to get something in the city. It wasn’t too far away, but there was no way in hell I could walk or something.

I decided to go ahead and get my car, and got dressed, before walking out of the motel.

I looked around, and Seth was nowhere in sight, though I wasn’t sure if I was happy or sad about that.

I crossed the road, there were a few more people out here, though not a lot.

I only managed to trip once on my way to the auto shop.

Seth was right, they were done with my car. It was out, waiting for me. I just had to go in and pay.

When I had done everything that I needed, I walked out, went to my precious baby, and watched as a truck slammed into it from the front.

Nooooooooooo… I needed that…

I didn’t even watch as the man got out of his truck. I went straight to the nearest building, and slammed my head against the wall.

That fucking hurt…

Note to self, never do that again, unless attempting suicide.

Not something I’ll remember, but hey, I tried.

“Are you okay?” Someone said behind me, but I ignored him. Probably wasn’t even talking to me.

Whoever it was, walked away soon after. I think.

Yeah, he did, because when I turned around, there was no one behind me.

A lot of people had grouped around the person who had gotten out of the truck. It was some old drunk.

This is another reason why I’m anti alcohol. Now.

The guy was alright.

The guy’s truck was alright.

My car’s hood was leaning against the windshield, and the front was smashed in.

That son of a bitch.

And no I am not going to apologize. He doesn’t deserve it.

I noticed Seth walk up beside me.

Great, something else to distract me by.

“Bad luck, that.” He said, and I groaned.

“I can’t fucking believe this.” I said, not even expecting him to hear it. Maybe he didn’t? Maybe he’s deaf? And can only read lips?

“And you just got your car fixed, too,” the guy shook his head. Something was off by the way he said that… As if we was trying to make me think he actually cared or something.

Freak.

Or maybe I’m just looking to far into it, because I’m trying to see if I can figure out if he’s gay, that way we can go back to the motel and have unadulterated, hardcore sex.

“Are you okay?” I think he noticed my red face, because I can’t believe I just thought that. I need a shrink…

Weird. Every time I think or say the word shrink, I think of a shrunken monkey head with lots of wild hair. It’d be weird if they actually had that.

“Jay?” I like the way he says my name. Even if it is just to get my attention.

Fuck, I don’t think this is a phase.

“Hey? You in there?” Seth leaned down in front of my face, and I flinched.

That certainly got my attention. For a moment, I thought he was going to kiss me.

I kind of want him to.

“What?” I said, a little confused. Maybe I hit my head harder than I thought?

Nah, I’ve done harder before.

“Are you alright?” he asked, for probably the hundredth time today.

I answered him with a shake of my head.

“My car just got wrecked.” I moaned. The kind of moan you’d hear in public, and not in the bedroom. Couldn’t help but smirk at that. Seth just gave a look that I’m pretty sure called me crazy.

Stupid… perfect… eyebrows…

Don’t you ever let them get burned off in some kind of freak accident.

“What…?” Shit, I said that out loud, didn’t I?

“Never mind,” I told him, and looked back at my ruined car.

How was I going to get where I was going, if my car was in the shop?

“If you need a ride to somewhere close by, I’d be happy to give you one.” I looked at Seth, confused.

“Why the hell would you want to do that?” I asked, but Seth only shrugged, the fucker.

“Just trying to be nice.” He answered, but I didn’t believe him for a minute.

He had some sort of ulterior motive, I just knew it, like molesting my young, sexy body.

Self conceited, much?

Kidding, though. Would it be molesting if I enjoyed it?

Which makes me think, molest can also be taken for annoy, right?

So what if someone said that someone liked to molest animals?

“Do you want to or not?” I blanched, when I heard that, and it took me a minute to remember what Seth was asking.

“I don’t want to be a bother,” I told him truthfully. The only person I knew that it felt… right to bother, was Blue. She’s my sis, what can I say?

“You won’t. Where do you need to go?” Apparently he had already assumed that I had somewhere. Well, it’s never good to assume something, because it makes an ass out of you and me.

Get it? Too bad.

Except that I actually had somewhere I needed to go. I needed to buy some provisions in the city.

Wow, it makes it sound like I’m on some big nomadic journey or something.

I’m not though, I’m just crossing the country. Florida to Washington state.

Of course, I’m still in Florida.

At the rate I’m going, it might take me a year or more to get to Washington.

The agony.

The pain.

The I-really-don’t-care-when-I-get-there-because-I-really-don’t-want-to-go.

I just like to say I’m traveling with no destination in mind, when, in fact, I’m just going to go see my aunt. Haven’t seen her in years.

And it was also a good excuse to give my dad for getting out of the house. It took a while for him to let me drive there though, and I kind of wished he had tried a little harder to make me go by airplane.

But then I wouldn’t ever find out that I was gay, and begin to wonder if I was asexual.

I mean, never really got a hard on thinking about girls. Never really even thought about it.

It made me a freak of nature at school, because all the guys couldn’t believe I had a nonexistent sex life, as they said.

Wasn’t really any of their business.

I mean, I haven’t even talked to them after we graduated.

God I’m lonely.

My teachers absolutely hated me. Never managed to get my attention. Made dad pissed cause I got detention a lot.

“Where did you want to go?” Seth broke me out of my thoughts, and I looked at him.

“Where the fuck am I?” I asked, when I noticed that I wasn’t outside anymore. Seth raised an eyebrow before answering.

“My car?” He gave me a ‘duh’ look.

“When I did I get in here?” I seriously don’t even remember looking away from my car, and I’ve never been one to walk when I zoned out.

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but I seriously think you need to see a doctor,” The guy said modestly. I want to rip each and every little hair of his eyebrows off.

“Thanks, a lot.” I told him, rolling my eyes. “Where’re we going?”

“I thought you were wanting to go somewhere…” Seth trailed, off, and I looked at him.

“Did I say?” I didn’t mean for it to sound rude. Besides, this might be a good time to initiate my plan to lure him into having hot, gay butt sex.

Look, I just figured out my sexual orientation, and I’m a little bit of a late bloomer, it seems, so I have a right to be sexually frustrated. Don’t I? I think so, anyway.

“Well no. You just walked to my car, I just thought you were wanting to go somewhere.” Well this is just wonderful. How the hell did I even know which car was his?

Maybe I really am psychic? Probably not. It’s a great dream though. Or not really, since I’d rather have dreams that could actually be accomplished. Like getting a good sexing.

Fuck, gotta stop thinking about that.

New rule, no acting gay until I figure out if the object of my wet dreams is gay as well. I don’t want to lose my chance.

“Mind taking me to the city?” I hoped he said yes, because I still had to go. I was just happy that I didn’t forget my wallet today.

That reminds me, I had a time limit for how long I was going to stay in the motel. I needed to extend it.

If I really was psychic, I would’ve known that I was going to be staying here for a little bit longer.

I’ll talk to the people in the auto shop after we get back.

I really wish I had the notebook that Blue gave me to right notes in that way I could remember what the fuck I was doing anymore.

“You ready to go?” Seth broke me out of my thoughts once again. I turned to him, a little confused, then nodded.

“Yeah.” And with that, we were leaving the little town whose name I had no idea. I’ll figure it out when we get back.