June 12, 2011
Vincent blew a puff of smoke out of his nose and watched as the smoke swirled and dispersed around him. The day was warm and enlightening to all the young children and adolescents getting out of school for their summer vocation adventures. Teenagers will start partying while their parents trust them to keep the house in good condition as they leave to party themselves. Children will get into all sorts of trouble trying to be like their older influences by trashing the house alongside the teens or just simply being kids. Vincent couldn't care less about what time of the year it was. If you wanted to party just do it! That was his piece of advice to all the younglings he found himself befriending awhile back. They seemed to understand, but he doubted that.
He ran a hand through his light brown hair and raised the other holding the cigarette to his mouth. He took a long drawl from the cancer stick and slouched against the wall he leaned against. The sounds of frisky activity inside caused him to grit his teeth. One of his closest friends was in there. For the life of him he could never understand why that girl couldn't keep her legs closed.
"How long have you been standing there?"
Vincent nearly dropped his cigarette at the sudden question. He looked to his right and smiled slyly at his dear friend Minnie. She lived up to her name when it came to size. She was short, skinny, and adorably innocent. Vincent could see a bright halo around her every time he saw her. But, as she stood before him, he could see that she was pissed.
"I just got here actually," he replied coolly.
Minnie crossed her arms and looked towards the motel room's window with squinted eyes. "I wonder how long she's been here."
"I'm going to guess an hour or so."
"What makes you think that?"
Vincent took another long drawl from his cigarette and shrugged. "You know how she is, Min. Just think about it for a minute."
Gumi could stay with a man for the whole night if she really desired said person. Once during the earlier months of winter, Vincent and Minnie found her with some bloke at a Super 8 with cigars hanging from their mouths. Minnie, being the sweetest out of the three of them, didn't go off on them like Vincent did. Gumi didn't talk to either of them for two whole weeks. But she soon came to realize that she needed to tone down a bit. Well, maybe a lot. There was no getting through to her.
A loud scream elicited from inside. "I wonder what they're doing in there."
"Oh, my innocent friend," Vincent chuckled. "You're too pure for this world."
"What do you mean?" Minnie cocked her head to the side like a little bird. See? Too innocent and pure for the world they lived in.
"Have you ever heard of a threesome?"
"Of course I have."
"That's what I think's going on in there." Vincent dropped the death stick and extinguished it with his foot. More noises could be heard from inside, but no one seemed to hear but the two friend's outside the door.
"Gumi wouldn't…would she?"
The concern in her voice made his heart ache. Gumi would. He's seen her do it before a few months back with a guy from her school and an older man who shouldn't have been there. He almost killed both of them if it weren't for Gumi stopping him from doing so. That was the first time Vincent lost his temper with her. That day she had stepped over the line and into very dangerous territory.
And he didn't want Minnie to worry about their friend's stupidity. "She's only doing it for attention, Minnie."
"But look at how much money she has. Can't she just be happy with what she has instead of what she doesn't?"
Vincent smiled fondly at her. "If only everyone could be like you, Minnie."
Suddenly, the motel room door opened and two guys exited the room. Sweat dripped from each of them and they both had smug smiles as they walked by. Just like Vincent had suspected. Minnie looked at the guys like she was going to kill them. Inside the room came a low groan that was undoubtedly Gumi. Vincent went in first, Minnie following close behind him. The room was dark and the smell of their activities was overwhelming. Minnie looked pale from what he could tell in the dark room. Vincent looked over to the bed and sighed loudly at what he saw. Gumi lay there, naked as the day she was born, with a content look on her face. This disgusted Vincent. To see his friend in such a state was sickening.
Gumi looked up at them and smiled. "They left already, Vincent. You won't be able to kill them like you want to."
"Abstinence, Gumi," Minnie sighed and sat down on the bed. "I live by it and so should you."
"Fuck that. This is way more fun."
Vincent sat her up forcefully and looked into her bright green eyes. "Are you high or something?! Do you not care anymore?"
"For your information I am high. And no, I don't care anymore about what happens to me. Guys can do whatever they want with my body and it won't faze me."
"I don't understand. Your life isn't bad, Gumi." Minnie began to search for Gumi's clothes while Vincent held her up on the bed.
"There's something seriously wrong with you, Gumi. You have to stop this."
Vincent was determined. He was going to get his friend to come to her senses somehow. But, looking at her current state, he knew that wasn't going to be an easy task.
"What's wrong with me?" Vincent looked at Gumi when she suddenly spoke with sincere sadness in her tone. Minnie stopped searching and looked at her as well. He brought her closer and stroked her golden hair with fond gentleness.
Minnie grinned and lifted up a dirty sock. "Like I told you before, you need to learn what abstinence means."
Gumi grumbled and snuggled closer to Vincent. He took a deep breath in, noticing how she smelled of alcohol and smoke.
The smell of the world...