The line begins to blur PT 7

CH 12

 Lovely as a split lip… soulful as the city Move and skip, swivel it Sink my fingers in your hair, the sweat and the smell of our liquid affair In a gasoline burn our bodies will churn, with a flick of the switch you’re plugged into the itch

I went for a ride. I wanted trouble, I wanted to hurt someone. I wanted to hurt myself.  I cruised around Bakersfield at 105 mph, everything streaking and blurring….nothing was popping though. I parked at The Roadhouse it’s where Slayer X would go to have fun and make trouble. I pull into the parking lot and see Lazlo, Christy and Curt all outside. They were ripped. They all greeted me with hey’s and pats on the back.

“You know McCutheon you’re just like your dad. He loved the ladies and driving fast and so do you….” I looked at him like whatever…. “Ah don’t take it that way it’s a good thing…how’s my girl?” he drooled.

“Good Curt, good.”

“Wow that’s a hell of a nick you have there kiddo…your lady take good care of you?”

“Yeah, she alright.”

“Great when do I get to meet her?”

“Well she is kinda pissed at me…it’s why I am here.”

“ So you gonna hook up with someone?”

“I don’t know Curt, hey look thanks for the new burner… got it on me now…”

“Ah Shane it’s thee least I could do……….. Hey what did Havoc tell you when he licked you, that muthafucka…?”

“He said I tasted like sugar.”

He puts his arm around me and says.” You know one dayyy whereee gonna get that fuck!!”

“Yeah I know….” I thought, not before he gets you.

“Where’s my boy…”

“He’s at home with a sexy blonde…”

“Good for hmmm.”

“I’ll see you later boss…”

He just turns to Christy.

I walk into The Roadhouse. It was a dive bar. Saw dust mechanical bull, hill Billy rock blaring from the jukebox

I ordered a bottle of Patron, told sweetness behind the bar to leave the bottle and put it on my tab. I sat there drinking and thinking. I felt a tap on my shoulder and wished it was Carmen. Instead it was Alice.