January 1, 2007

the sound of glass hitting wood resonated in the room. i could hear him swallow the golden liquid, gulping it down past his adam's apple. the fireplace flickering. a clock ticking, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 "Happy New Year." he smiled at me and his body leaned forward. his lips nearly touched mine as i turned my face away. i smiled as i saw the other couple asleep on the couch. i could smell the tequila on his breath as he slowly, deeply, exhaled in and out, "first time for tequila eh? you're not doing too bad"



my lips tweaked at the edges, "it's yummy." i closed my eyes and leaned backwards till my shoulder blades hit the floor. i let the room pound around me, softly turning. i shivered as it began to spin faster. i jumped slightly as i felt his strong hands sliding underneath me. i let him pick me up. 



he let the door hit his hip and it sliding open gently. chilled air rushed up against my skin. he gently lay me down again on the floor -the carpet rustling against my legs and arms. i opened my eyes as i felt him lay on top of me. he brought his lips down, and i turned me head again "I have a boyfriend."


"No one will know" he tried to kiss me again.



"I will." I scrambled out from underneath him and eased myself onto the leather seat of the exercise machine, stumbling slightly. he looked at me, his eyes narrowing for a second. "she told me you didn't have a boyfriend."



"haha, that's cuz thats what she wishes. she doesn't like him." i smiled, a familiar phrase to me.



he pushed up from the floor and disappeared into the darkness. i lay back down on the bench letting the cold fabric sooth my feverish dermis. "mmmmmm" i remained still savouring the moment. the room violently flinging around me, clicking like looking through the propeller of a large fan. repetitious, monotonous nothing.