Wild Night

The door to the bus flew open. I couldn't hold it in anymore. Puke splattered on the grass. It stung my nostrils. I stepped off and used the bus for support. It was all booze. No chunks of food present.

Mich: what the fuck is wrong with you! Go vomit somewhere else!!

I looked up at her for a second before up chucking again.

Val: she's sick Michelle.

Mich: she's not sick! She fucking hung over!

Val: the yelling doesn't help.

Mich: why didn't you go behind the bus!?! Or by that trash can!?!

I leaned against the bus and closed my eyes briefly.

Val: are you alright?

Melly: I'll be sure to ask you that next time you finish puking Val.

Val: right sorry.

Mich: you don't have to be so rude.

I just looked at her blankly. She waited for a response. I puked on her shoes.

Mich: WHAT THE FUCK!

More came up and she jumped away. She pushed me once I finished.

Mich: you did that on purpose.

Val: stop Michelle. That's just stupid.

She pushed me into the bus this time. Lucky I didn't feel so hot otherwise I would have beat the shit out of her.

Val: back off Michelle.

Mich: no she did that on purpose. I know you did bitch.

Melly: not now harpie.

I took some deep breaths to ease my stomach. She was livid. Her jaw was clenched. I let my head rest against the cool metal of the bus.

Val: Michelle just go on the bus.

I heard her walk away.

Melly: you can go Val. I don't need a babysitter.

Val: Melly you're sick.

Melly: its nothing I haven't dealt with before.

The sun warmed my chest a bit.

Melly: move.

She quickly did as more shit came. I coughed the rest up.

Val: where's Jenn?

Melly: I don't know. I actually made it to the bus this time.

I said quietly.

Brian: what is that smell?

Melly: vomit.

He frowned. Val told him while I rested against the bus a bit.

Brian: let's get you on the bus Melly.

Melly: I just got off the bus.

Brian: why?

Melly: to puke dumbass. I wasn't going to do it on there.

Brian: how curtious of you.

Melly: I've got my days.

I sighed.

Melly: I just want to sit out here for a bit.

I slid to the floor.

Val: Melly you're sitting in your throw up.

I fell away from it. Scooting over slightly. She scrunched her pretty little nose a bit.

Val: I'm going to check on Michelle.

Brian: why?

Val: Melly accidentally got a little puke on her shoes.

Brian gave me a glance. She walked onto the bus.

Brian: accidentally?

Melly: it was.

He crossed his arms.

Melly: when you're puking up exorcist style try not to get it everywhere. Look at my shirt.

I closed my eyes.

Melly: where is Jenn?

Brian: why would I know?

He said to quickly. I opened one eye and looked at him.

Melly: just thought you might know. No need to get ass hurt about it.

Brian: didn't mean to snap.

Melly: its cool.

Brian: you look horrible.

Melly: I know.

I started to stand but just fell back on my butt.

Brian: let me help you.

Melly: naw. I'll just stay out here a little longer. You got a smoke?

Brian: yes.

He handed me a lit smoke.

Melly: better go check on your bitch. I'm sure she'll want to tell you about how I puked on her shoes and leave out the part where she pushed me against the bus. Not to worry though. I'll just smoke this cig and not care. Cause I don't.

He went on to the bus. The cigarette sat perfectly still between my fingers. My eyes closed as I let the outside make me feel better. The cool chill of morning fought with the hot sun of the day to be.

Matt: you've got puke on your chin.

Thank goodness I woke to something so delicious.

Melly: thanks.

I wiped the half dried nasty shit off on the back of my hand.

Matt: you smokin' that or just letting it burn?

Melly: little bit of both love.

Matt: rough night?

He smiled a bit.

Melly: not really.

I smiled weakly back. I licked my dry lips and sucked on my cig. Exhaling slowly.

Matt: you sure?

Melly: don't sit there I puked there.

Matt: thanks.

He sat on my opposite side.

Melly: welcome babe.

My eyes closed again.

Melly: I puked on Michelle's shoes.

He laughed.

Melly: she didn't find it so funny.

Matt: I bet she didn't.

Melly: where are you coming from?

Matt: the party.

Melly: huh Melly made it to the bus and Matt didn't.

Matt: isn't that a miracle.

Melly: seriously.

Matt: where did you go last night?

Melly: fuck if I know I woke up on the floor of the bus.

Matt: oh.

He looked at his hands.

Melly: Val should go to the parties.

Matt: she doesn't want to, I'm not sure why.

Melly: bad things could happen to you.

Matt: like what?

Melly: girls.

Matt: you don't care.

Melly: that's not true. I care for you very much.

I said dozing off a bit.

Matt: sleepy?

Melly: a little.

Matt: you care only for me?

Melly: pretty much.

Matt: why?

I looked at him.

Melly: I do care for the rest of the guys and Jenn.

Matt: I figured but...

Melly: but nothing.

He smiled and pushed some hair behind my ear.

Matt: you're dirty.

Melly: you love me anyway.

Matt: yeah I do.

I smiled.

Matt: is Val here?

Melly: ofcourse.

Matt: she ask for me?

Melly: no.

My cigarette had burned out. I just stared at it.

Melly: what are you staring at Matthew.

Matt: you.

Melly: what exactly?

Matt: you. Just you.

I side glanced at him.

Melly: you're kinda freakin' me out.

He smiled again.

Matt: I remember the first time I met you.

Melly: ah wasn't that just a horrorifying moment.

I grinned.

Matt: no. I didn't know you. And you were a kid.

I frowned. He thought for a moment.

Matt: you were a freshman. I mean I'd seen you at Brian's and when we'd run into each other at the mall and shit. But we never talked.

Melly: a freshman isn't a child Matthew.

Matt: you were still a kid.

I gave him a look.

Matt: fine still innocent...enough anyways.

Melly: I remember seeing you a lot. You thought you were so badass with your little rock band and shitty hair.

I shook my head.

Melly: I recall Brian wanting nothing to do with your band too.

I smirked.

Melly: he is better than you. Was anyway.

Matt: was?

Melly: he's not the same.

I sighed quietly.

Melly: go on.

Matt: he brought you over one day. When he said he would come and jam. He introduced us. That's it.

Melly: simple enough. I'm not one for big introductions.

Matt: you were so this or that. Like me or hate me. Black or white. No inbetween. We can always count on you for honest feed back.

Melly: you know it.

Matt: the first thing you told me. You need to scream from the bottom of your lungs not your stomach. What are you a singer or an animal?

I shrugged and flicked the cig on the floor.

Melly: somebody had to tell you.

Matt: I guess.

I stood up. Then took off my shirt. I threw it on the ground.

Melly: that's unsaveable.

Matt: you've got a bruise.

Melly: I like it rough.

I shrugged and walked onto the bus.

Brian: where is your shirt?

Melly: on the grass by Matthew. I've got a bra on.

Val shot me a look. I went to the bunks.

Melly: don't mind me boys.

I rummaged for a clean shirt.

Johnny: here.

I stood up and looked at him, taking whatever he was handing me.

Melly: thanks. I needed a drink.

I took a swig of the glass bottle.

Johnny: you look like you need it.

Melly: you are a fast learner sweetheart.

Johnny: want to go for a walk when you get a shirt on?

Melly: I've got a shirt. Let's go walk.

I grabbed his hand and led the way out.

Johnny: want to put the shirt on before we go any further.

Melly: doesn't matter much to me.

Johnny: put it on. Matt you finally made it.

Matt: yeah man.

He was on his feet.

Johnny: it smells like shit out here.

Matt: that would be her insides.

Melly: yeah I was a little under the weather but after taking a drink of this I'm feeling way better.

Matt shook his head.

Johnny: come on Melly.

I linked arms with him. My lips met his cheek.

Melly: in a rush much?

Johnny: I'm hungry.

Melly: love tell Brian, me and Johnny went to eat.

Matt: right-o.

We walked off.

Johnny: you want to-

Melly: suck his dick? Yeah that doesn't even come close to what I want to do to that man.

Johnny: I knew that. I was going to ask you if you want to smoke this with me.

He held up a perfectly rolled joint.

Melly: that Johnny is what I am talking about.