Pray for Darkness

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Author: Virginia Locke
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passed. Don’t care either. I’ve settled into this strange state of numbness. I know I’m angry. I know I just want to cry again like a whiny bitch. But I can’t bring myself to act on anything. I don’t even move. Cars file past leisurely at 25mph and I just look ahead at the gravel before me illuminated by Tia’s headlights.
    I’m sitting there like that when I see her car breeze past.
    I don’t why I saw her. Maybe that’s just how attune to her I am, or maybe I was looking for her the whole time, I don’t know. My hand turns the key and the car rumbles to life before I’m even aware that I’m moving.
    Tia’s acting up even more than before; she’s always been a little jealous of other girls, kind of like Christine except instead of trying to kill them she just makes both me and her look like such trashy shit that no chick with any shred of integrity would get near us. Sasha has to hear me rumbling behind her, but she doesn’t try to lose me. Instead, she turns on her blinker and turns onto the road that leads out of town.
    “Where the fuck are you going, Sasha?” I whisper.
    About ten minutes later she pulls into Haven , a low-key bar frequented by farmers.
    I stop the car and kill the lights.
    What the fuck is she doing here? Haven is an okay place. Drinks are priced about right, the locals always have fun stories, and a lot of tone-deaf people show up for karaoke on Thursdays.
    Sasha is tone-deaf, and it isn’t Thursday.
    She pops open her door. One long, beautiful leg laced-up with fuck-me boots pops out.
    Oh shit.
    She gets out and pulls on the hem of her little red dress, making sure the slip of fabric is covering her ass—well, covering as much of it as it can. She spins around to grab her purse, giving me a good look at her tits all pushed up and begging to be grabbed. Then, she turns and walks straight through the cowboy doors into Haven .
    I watch the doors swing.
    What just happened? I did just see that, didn’t I? I don’t know what she’s thinking. I don’t know what the fuck she’s thinking. What the hell is she doing here? She can’t be doing what I think she’s doing.
    I glance at the dashboard and panic. I have no idea how much time passed from the time she got out of the car to the time she stepped inside the bar. Not enough time for her to walk past the kitchen where the cook always blasts Bryan Adams to the bathroom in the back. Not enough time for her to already be on her knees beneath the Blue Ribbon analogue clock next to the toilet that always smells like burnt fries and piss.
    Yeah right. It’s enough time. If I was sitting at the bar and a girl looking like that sat down next to me and said let’s go , I’d fuck her. I wouldn’t even mind being serenaded by Bryan Adams. Hell, thirty seconds was enough time.
    I’m about to bust out of the car, walk in there and carry her out over my shoulder when she emerges with some chubby hick who has his hand on her ass.
    I stop breathing. Stop moving.
    The hick tilts his hat down, opens the passenger door of his pickup, and holds her hand while she hops inside.
    ***
    Trevor
    They’re easy to follow. The truck is white and the left tail-light is out. They move on the winding roads next to the river further away from town. It’s quiet. Isolated.
    I have no idea what I’m doing. I feel like a stalker. I think I actually am stalking her. Who follows a chick around while she and some guy look for a place to fuck? And what the hell am I gonna do when they get there?
    I try not to think about it.
    Tia’s not making as much noise. Maybe she knows my heart’s breaking into a thousand pieces and feels sorry for me, or maybe she’s just tired. I don’t know. All I know is Sasha’s in that truck and it’s going nowhere good.
    Does she still not know I’m following her? Or maybe she knows I’m following and she’s still doing this to punish me.
    They pull off the road into the little lot people use to park when they go hiking. I
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