I Am Invincible

By the time the bell went signalling the start of the weekend, I was definitely feeling the effects of whatever it was that I’d taken. Those older guys didn’t tell me what it was; they only called it the ‘happy’ pill. But fuck, I was definitely happy. I didn’t know what to do with myself. I figured I was too amped up to go back to class and pretend that nothing had changed between going to the bathroom and coming back from it. I didn’t want people to get suss, so instead I just stayed in the bathroom.

I felt really hot and my head was thumping. My jaw hurt from grinding my teeth together and I felt sick to my stomach, but I pushed all these symptoms aside. Mentally, I felt great. I felt carefree and elated, happier than I had been in months. I looked in the dirty mirror of the bathroom and, although my pale skin looked pasty and horrible and my eyes were all funny, I was surprised to find a goofy smile plastered on my face, which made me even happier. This is what Zacky wanted! He wanted me to be happy and now I am happy so he will be happy. I pondered this for a few seconds until the loud ringing of the bell startled me out of my internal rambling. Without a second thought, I grabbed my bag and glided out of the bathroom and danced down the hall where I would be meeting my gorgeous, amazing boyfriend.

I spotted Zacky leaving the math room with a bored look on his face. He walked down the hall a couple of metres before stopping at his locker and putting all of his books inside. When he slammed the locker door closed and leaned against it, I decided that it would be a good time to inform him of my presence and my change of personality.

I skipped over to him and immediately jumped on him as he moved away from the lockers. I wrapped my legs around his waist securely before roughly shoving my lips onto his. It seems I’d surprised him because he was still for a few seconds before he started to kiss me back. His arms found their way around me and his hands were placed under my ass so that I didn’t slip down his sexy body as I continued assaulting his mouth. He pulled away after a little while and I looked around us. There was a huge crowd of people surrounding us, watching the show, but I didn’t feel the slightest bit embarrassed. Whatever that shit I took is, it’s amazing, I thought as I placed my lips on Zacky’s again.

Once more he pulled away, breathing heavily.
“C-Cameron?” he said as he struggled to catch his breath. “What’s going on? You’re … different…”
“Bon après-midi, mon copain magnifique et incroyablement sexy (1).” I began speaking in French. I didn’t know if I consciously made the decision to, but I didn’t let it worry me. I continued, “Je me sens différente. Je me sens bien! Je me sens merveilleusement brillant et magnifique. Saviez-vous que vous êtes fabuleux? Parce que vous êtes. Et vous savez quoi? Je te veux. À l'heure actuelle. S'il vous plaît? S'il vous plaît vous avez des rapports sexuels avec moi en ce moment? Parce que Je t'aime et je veux que vous et s'il vous plaît? (2)” I pleaded. I gave him my best seductive look.

Zacky sighed. “But Cam… we’re at school now. Later… okay? I… What’s going on with you?”
“Oh, please, please, please, please?” I whined. “Je veux que vous ... Non! J'ai besoin de toi. Baise Zacky, s'il vous plaît (3)."
“No! Not until you tell me what’s going on!”
“I feel better. I’m HAPPY! Aren’t you happy?” I sang at him.
“Yes, of course I’m happy. But… shit Cameron. It’s all so sudden. I don’t understand.”

I grinned up at him, “Et maintenant, je veux que tu me prendre pour votre voiture et faire des choses coquines pour moi (4),” I finished with a seductive growl after I propositioned him in French. Fuck, I love that language. You can make anything sound sexy in French. I grabbed Zacky’s hand and began to drag him out to the car park. He allowed me to pull him all the way to his car and fish in his pocket for his keys. When I found them, I struggled to pick the right one that was needed to open the car door. Zacky gently took the keys from me and opened it quickly. I opened the door and leaned in to unlock the back door before climbing in and lying back across the seat. I beckoned Zacky to me with my pointer finger and he let out a huge sigh.

“If anyone sees us, we’re both going to be in huge trouble…” he muttered.
“Oh, loosen up a bit. You’re so tense,” I giggled. “Now. Venez ici et enlever mes vêtements (5),” I demanded.
“Damnit Cameron. If you weren’t so damn sexy, it would be a lot easier to refuse…” he trailed off as he crawled over the top of me, leaning back slightly to close the door.
I grabbed his shirt collar and pulled him down, connecting his lips to mine in a sloppy kiss.

I don’t remember much about my afternoon after that. I don’t remember the pain. I don’t remember the lust. I only remember waking up naked in the back of Zach’s car with Zach fast asleep, half on top of me, half on the floor and me feeling like a deflated balloon, miserable and exhausted. Will this depression never go away?