Ariadne's Thread

We took these pills. They were called Vivarin. They were supposed to make it so you wouldn't be tired. After staying up all night, we needed something; something to keep us going. I remember it was one of those days in February when you can wear shorts: it was overcast, 50, and kinda drizzling. Maybe it was too cold for shorts, but when you are used to days being 10 below, then 50 degrees was like summer.

It was my birthday party, and the night before we had a sleep over. It was me and my friend, my only friend. You see, I didn't have any friends at my new school, but I had kept in touch with some of my old friends. Jason was the only one who could come. This time any way.

Jason had got a hold of this porno tape. I had never seen one. The closest thing I had ever seen to full blown sex was what was on Cinemax late at night. when I was young, we didn't have Cinemax, so everyone slept over at the kid who did. This kids parents were always having parties, so thy were too drunk to notice what we were watching. I thought it was great to have parents like that, but Jason never did. He seemed distant from everything when it came to relationships and things like that. His sister had overdosed on cocaine when she was seventeen. I think that affected him somehow.

We waited until my parents went to sleep, and then we watched it. It was called "Jane Bond meets the man with the Golden Rod." I had never seen a man's penis, well, my dad's but that doesn't count. When the tape played, we saw everything. I didn't know what was going on, but I felt something in my pants; something in my head. I wanted to do that too. I didn't know what it felt like, but I knew I wanted to do it. I looked over at Jason, and his thing in his pants, and I wanted him. I know guys aren't suppose to do those kinds of things, but I still wanted him. I wanted to suck his dick like those girls on the video. I don't know why, I just did.

Jason spent a half hour in the bathroom after it was over. I just crammed my dick into a pillow, and pretended it was a girl. My brother had thrown up, or so he said. He was a couple of years younger than us, so I don't think he knew what was going on. He still watched though.

It was about two in the morning, and we decided to go meet another one of our old friends. He had some other party to go to, so he couldn't make it to mine. When we got to his house, he was pretty wasted. but he could still walk. John kept laughing though. We finally got him to settle down, and decided we were going to TP someone's house.

There was this store by John's house that was open 24 hours. I don't think they cared that we spent 30 dollars on TP and stuff. They were making money, so what did it matter. The girl had all this makeup on. Especially around her eyes. It was like these bg blue rings. They looked like oceans. Her lips were red, and the lipstick was kinda smudged. She looked like one of the girls from the video. John couldn't believe that we had one. He said after we were done with the TP, we should go back to his house and watch it. I think he was sobering up.

There was this kid who we all hated. He thought he was tough shit, and one day he kicked my bike over, and started calling me 'porky.' THE other guys laughed, and I chased after him. Didn't catch him though. Even though the guys laughed, they still vowed revenge. That night we trashed his house. That was about four years ago, and ever since then, we have fucking with him. Someone said that he moved out of his house, but we still fuck with it anyway. He lives about four blocks from my house.

The car is cold when you first start it up. There is no heat. Jason only has on a light coat. It's pretty cold, and it's kinda snowing out. I don't think the weather can make up it's mind. Maybe no one can. Jason drives 'cause John is still fucked up. This kid is going to get it. Even if he doesn't live there anymore.

It's about 3:30 when we get there. No one is up. No cops. This is a good neighborhood. The cops used to patrol every night because this Iranian family moved in, and some fuckers kept tearing up their yard. They even burned a cross in the yard. That was fucked up. We wouldn't do something like that, unless they deserved it.

I am lookout. But I still get to throw a couple rolls up. We put shaving cream in the mailbox, around the windows. Jason makes this trap so that we they open the door, all this ammonia and shit falls on them. Jason is good with traps. Once he rigged this trap so that when some jogger came by, this peroxide would fall on his head. We never saw it work, but it was still funny.

A couple cars came by, but they were just passing. John threw up. Jason tried to get him to do it in their car, but John couldn't hold it. Those stupid asses left their car door open. Jason took some money, and other stuff. He has a thing for stealing people's mail. He is always looking for money. His dad's out of work and just sits around the house. They used to be rich; they had Dunken Donuts every SUNDAY. It was cool back then. Me and Gibby (John) would spend the night and eat donuts. They always had a lot of pop too. Sometimes, I could see Jason's sister undressing. Once, she let me come into her room and touch her. She wanted me to put my hand between her legs. That was about a month before she died. She never said much to me; it was I could just read her mind. The only things she ever said to me was "do you think I am pretty?" I didn't say anything, but when I touched her, it didn't seem to matter. Jason never knew. And I never told him.

Gibby was out cold in the back seat, and Jason said we'd better take him to my house. His mom worked third shift and never knew what was going on. He had a couple of sisters and a brother, but they didn't live at home anymore. He said Once that they lived with their 'new mom.' He said he couldn't leave his mother even though what she did to them. I would always ask what she did to them, but he never said. He would just become silent. Like now, he never said a word.

We carried John upstairs, and laid him down on my bed. Jason said he wanted to go back out and see if he could find Andrea. I don't know who she was, but I didn't feel like staying here.

There was this all night cafe that people could go to and have coffee. Andrea was sitting there with some of her friends. I didn't know them, and kind of sat off to the side. This fat girl came over to me, and we started talking. SHE had these real pretty eyes but the conversation began to drag. SHE told me that she had just broken up with her boyfriend. When you first meet someone, it's hard to know what say. Some people just babble about everything. Some just tell you everything. Jason said that we were going back to Andrea's house and he told me to ride with the fat girl.

Andrea lived in this real nice part of town. I lived in a nice part, but not as nice as this. Her parents were in Hawaii or something. They had a party earlier, but when things got out of hand, She kicked everyone out and went to the cafe. Jason was invited to go, but decided to sleep over at my house instead. It was my seventeenth birthday, and he was my best friend. We had this pack to do something together on our birthdays anyway. I had known him since the first grade, and we had always done something. But, I think he planned on meeting Andrea later anyway, so messing around with me for a while didn't matter.

The fat girl told me she wanted to fuck me. I had never had sex before, but I didn't care. I think I had a little too much to drink before we met them because I said yes. Not as much as Gibby, though. When I went in, it felt really warm. Really warm. The fat girl just told me to relax. She got on top and starting moving around, crazy like. Her weight kinda hurt, but it didn't matter. I couldn't help to think about the movie earlier though, and about Jason. I began to notice the rolls in her flesh, and the way her breasts flopped around. She had this really brown skin, almost velvet like. And for the first time, I forgot about Christian.

I think I laid in bed for a while, before Jason came and got me. He said that Andrea had gone to bed, and that we were leaving. Jason asked how it felt. He has lost his virginity a few years ago. I said it was cool. He said that girl would fuck me anytime I wanted. SHE didn't want to lose another boyfriend.

Jason took me out to breakfast, and we got home about 10 in the morning. My parents had gone to work and left me a note to clean up. They were the kind of parents who worked on weekends. I went upstairs and found Gibby still asleep on my bed. When I tried to wake him, he just grunted, so I let him sleep. I kinda had a hangover too, but I had to clean up.

I was really fucking tired, and that's when Jason gave me these pills. He said that they would take away the tired. I took them with a splash of water.