To be honest, I have not so many memories about the afterparty. We drunk a lot, we danced a lot, we had a good time. I tried to avoid Jesus, but had a nice chitchat with the drummer called… errr… whatever. He’s a funny guy. We went to a pub, then back to the L.o.v.e. I met Danny, a kind fellow of mine (with a car), and somehow convinced him to take Gabriel home. He (I mean, Gabe) was almost passed out, I’ve never seen him like that. If I had been sober, I would have been worried about him (fatal alcohol intoxication, you know).
Unfortunately, I was stoned too and round 2 o’clock I felt so sick that I went out of the L.o.v.e. to get some fresh air. L.o.v.e. was a stable in the past, it’s far from the downtown. I took a little walk on the pitch black backyard. I could see the clean, starry skies, too bad I felt very dizzy when I looked up to observe them. I wasn’t cold at all. Tequilaaas, yeah.
‘So you are still interested in astronomy.’
I didn’t see him, but it wasn’t needed. I recognized the voice. At first I thought I was hallucinating, but a second later I could smell the familiar scent of his aftershave. Ironically, I almost threw up in that moment, though I got sober in a minute. All the alarm bells were ringing in my head. I pretended like I didn’t care about him and tried to go toward the entrance-door, but he grabbed my arm and stopped me. I felt an enormous wave of fear, but I knew I didn’t have to show it.
‘Leave me alone, dickhead’ I said.
‘I just wanna talk to you.’
‘I’m not interested, so fuck off.’ I tried to free my arm, but he was strong and I had drunk a lot. I stumbled, and he caught me as if he tried to help, but he held my arms down. he was behind me and I could feel his breath on my neck when he whispered:
‘Let’s make a little walk in the woods. You seem a little mellow, sweety.’ He took me up of the ground.
‘No!’ I shouted.
‘I swear I heard a definite answer and it was no’ said someone from the darkness behind us.
Peter set me free immediately, and turned toward the voice. I fell to the ground.
‘Not your business man, my girlfriend’s jolly, no problem here’ he said. I got up and kept a distance from both of them.
‘Maybe it’s mine, because she is in my companionship and I happen to know that she’s not your girlfirend, asshole’ answered the shadow and took some steps toward Peter who backed away. He is a coward with men, he always was.
‘See you soon’ Peter spat to me as a goodbye and slowly walked away.
‘I doubt it’ I mumbled.
‘Are you all right?’ asked Jesus.
‘I think so. Uhm… thanks.’
‘Not at all. Who was this dickhead anyway?’ he asked when we started back to the building.
‘I see. And now I understand why I am not the type you go for.’ I could hear he’s smiling.
‘My taste of men is legendary’ I muttered.
‘Yes, Gabe told me some things about it.’
‘Doesn’t matter. What a pity he fled so quickly. I’m in a moron-punching mode tonight. Come, I’ll take you home.’
‘Uhm, but I’m kinda moron, too.’
He just laughed.
Twelve minutes later I was in my bed, feeling dizzy and looking forward a sleepless night.