Chapter Four: Charmer:
I can’t get Violet out of my head. Why did I run away like that? I rubbed my forehead. What is wrong with me? I looked up when my phone rang.
“Hello?” I asked.
“Plumcake!” Grandpa said. “Good morning.” I made myself smile.
“Morning,” I said.
“Have a good night last night?”
I sat back in my chair, nodding. “Yeah. It was really something.”
“Are you feeling okay?”
I froze at his question. Damn, nothing can get past him, can it? I sat up in my chair. I pushed my bangs from my forehead.
“Actually…” I said. How was I going to say this? My eyes glanced up at the ceiling.
“I’m a bit frustrated,” I said. I paused. “I don’t think I can make it clearer than that.”
“Do you want to talk about it?” Grandpa asked. I shrugged and shook my head.
“I don’t think I know how,” I said.
“Take your time if you need to.”
“Thanks. How are you doing?”
“I’m good. A bit sore, but I’m good. Your mother is the same as ever.”
“I see. Is she working again today?”
“How did you know?”
I shrugged. “Lucky guess.” I chuckled at bit. “So what are you up to today?”
“Not much,” Grandpa said. “You?” I looked out my window.
“Not much here,” I said. Already, I began to miss home. This was my last year at school. Then what? I didn’t want to spend the rest of my life living off of Mama’s money. Sure, I would get everything but still…
“Hey grandpa,” I said.
“Hm?” he asked. I paused. My eyes shifted back and forth.
“Never mind,” I said.
“Are you sure?” Grandpa asked.
“Yeah,” I said. I looked up the ceiling.
“Are you trying to rush me off?” he asked.
“No! Why would you think that?” I asked. My grandfather laughed.
“I understand,” he said. “I’m going to let you go now.”
“Okay,” I said. “I love you.”
“I love you too,” Grandpa said. We both hung up. Something about his voice soothed me. I didn’t even need to talk about my problem to feel better again. Still, I had to go out and look for that girl I met last night. I looked out my apartment window. How many more days until break again?
The night couldn’t come fast enough. I had to try and preoccupy myself. My housemates weren’t home at the time. Jen stayed with her boyfriend on the weekends. Kendra was at a club meeting until later this evening. I already finished my homework and didn’t have much to do.
But now, here I was. I stood at the doors of that club. I could hear the music from outside. The bouncer stood outside looking like a Marilyn Manson clone. I walked up to him after following the line snaking from across the street. I didn’t go all fancy tonight. But I still looked good. I stepped up to the bouncer. Discount Marilyn Manson looked me up and down.
“In you go,” he said. I nodded my head and walked inside. The pounding music made my ears ring. I couldn’t focus on that. How many people were there? I tried to see if I could see the bar from my vantage point. Now where would I be if I were going to look for a beautiful girl like her?
I began pushing my way through the dancing crowd.
“Excuse me. Excuse me. Coming through,” I said the whole time. I can never get used to walking through a crowd. It took my own not to fall over flat on my face. I gritted my teeth. Still, I couldn’t give up.
I finally made it over to the bar. To my surprise, there she was. But Violet was with another guy. But it wasn’t Charlie. I want to go over and say something. Nothing was coming to my brain. I have never been tripped up like this before. My mind couldn’t piece together what I was thinking.
Suddenly, I noticed her staring at me.
Oh shit… What do I do? What do I do?
Violet seemed to be whispering something to the guy in front of her. Oh no. Oh no! I turned and fled towards the bathroom. I raced into a random stall and locked the door behind me. I sank to the floor trembling.
Why did I do that? Why am I freaking out like this? I rubbed my forehead. Damn it. What’s wrong with me? I drew my knees to my chest as I trembled.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the stall door.
“Occupied,” I said.
“I’m sorry,” a girl’s voice said. “Are you okay?” I froze as my heart jumped up into my throat. I turned and opened the door. There she was. Oh, she looked so beautiful close up. Violet had a concerned look on her face. I struggled to speak at first.
“Uh… yeah, yeah,” I said. “I’m okay.” Violet gave me a strange look.
“What are you doing here?” she asked. Something about her voice calmed me down in a way that I couldn’t understand. I stood up a bit straighter.
“I came here to find you,” I said. I quickly put up my hands after the words left my mouth. “I wasn’t being creepy or anything!”
“But why?” Violet asked.
“Honestly,” I said. “I don’t really know.” We stood silent for a long moment. The music could be heard pounding from outside. I didn’t know how or what to do next.
“What do you want?” Violet asked.
“Huh?” I asked.
“What do you want from me?” she asked again. I tried to speak. Nothing was coming out. Violet looked me straight in the eye. Was she… smiling at me? She took a step forward.
“Come here,” she said in a low voice. Violet stepped forward and kissed her on the lips. My heart started pounding against my chest. I couldn’t put my thoughts together. But I didn’t pull away. It felt… Rather…
I reached up and took her into my arms. I could taste strawberries. Strawberries and beer to be exact. Somehow, I didn’t mind the ashtray taste on her lips either. I felt so cold when Violet pulled away. We didn’t speak at first. My lower lip trembled.
“Can you…?” I began to ask. She leaned in a kissed me again. Violet pushed me up against the wall. This wasn’t my first kiss but this was the first one I actually enjoyed. Time could’ve stopped and I wouldn’t care. I don’t know how we kissed against that wall. I didn’t want the moment to end.
Violet finally pulled away. She looked deep into my eyes. This will sound lame, but she took my breath away.
“I will see you later,” she whispered. The soft smell of her shampoo teased my nose as she walked away. Before I knew it, she was gone. I stood there and waved with a dazed, goofy smile on my face.
I had the feeling that I would see her again and more often.