Low Road is the only novel I’ve ever written. It’s honestly the only story I’ve ever completed. It’s not very good, BUT I’ve decided that I am going to see this thing through. Three years after completing it, I’m editing it down to make it somewhat presentable.
Unfortunately some characters have been nearly edited out. Angel and Philip are a prime example. They did have much larger roles to play in the story. Now they’ve nearly disappeared. This might explain why their actions could seem out of character in this chapter. (There was also a side story as to why Rod had ecstasy. I took that out because there doesn’t really need to be a reason why he had it. He’s just that kind of guy.)
Recap: The alcoholic dirtbag Rod Townshend has been kicked out of his brother’s house and is living with Jeanne. Also living there is Jeanne’s son Philip, an unemployed gaming nerd, and his girlfriend Angel. Although Rod is somewhat dating Taryn, and remains a “paid servant” to Jeanne, Angel and him have been getting close. Perhaps too close.
Jeanne sprawled out nude over her bed, face down. She told me to give her a massage. I grabbed a few lotions. I pretended like I knew what I was doing.
“When are you leaving?”, I asked. She had a conference to attend in Houston.
“In the morning. Could you massage my legs? Don’t go too high. I’m not that horny.”
I lubed up her legs.
“So…do you want me to leave until you come back?” I asked.
“No, sweetie. You stay. Watch over Phillip. I don’t know if he’s all that competent. But when I’m gone, don’t bring that girl you’re fucking over here. Are you guys boyfriend and girlfriend yet?”
“I don’t think so.”
“Why’s that? Aren’t we just fuck buddies?”
“We are. I don’t mind lending your dick to other ladies. But at the end of the day, you’re mine.”
Fair enough, I though. She is paying me after all.
I took out the pills that Taryn gave me. It was “molly”, “ecstasy”, or whatever the fuck kids called it. I joined Angel and Phillip downstairs. Phillip was, of course, engaged in some video game.
“Got some pills. Wanna try?”
They both seemed a little hesitant.
“I think it’s ecstasy or some bullshit. It’s not that bad.”
We all got high. Angel and me got a bit handsy with one another. Phillip was pissed. He stormed off.
“What a fucking asshole.” Angel said.
“The hell’s wrong with him?”
“The Marine’s rejected him.”
I went back to his room.
“You’re a dick.”, he told me. I had never seen Phillip emotional.
“I wasn’t trying to steal your girlfriend. We were just trying to have a good time. Let’s just forget about this.”
He got into my face.
“You always get the girl. And you don’t give a shit about them!”
“That’s not true. She’s yours, dude.”
“Mine? She’s not anybody’s. I don’t know why she wants to be with me. I don’t know how we got together. I’m don’t want her to leave me.”
He revealed to me that they still hadn’t had sex. Philip was still a virgin. Angel wasn’t. The military also rejected him. He couldn’t find a job. He feared that Angel was going to leave him. I continued to listen to him. Finally, probably because of the drugs, I gave him a hug.
Jeanne had an early flight out of Tulsa the next morning.
“Don’t forget to check the mail. And don’t let Angel eat all the food”, She said. “Here, take this…”
She handed me $500.
“Just in case you need to buy groceries.”
$500 for groceries? I tucked it away in my wallet. I sure as shit wasn’t going to buy groceries. Philip and Angel were still asleep. I made breakfast and coffee. Angel was awake first.
“Good morning. Here’s some eggs. That’s all I can cook.” I told her
It was awkwardly silent. It was the first time we’ve spoke since Philip’s meltdown.
“We’ve got this house to ourselves. Are you going to throw a party?” She asked
“I don’t have friends”, I said
“I know some people.”
I started thinking. I did have $500. I texted Taryn. She was probably not awake at that hour. I told her that I was coming by her trailer.
When I got there, the place looked like a war zone. She had a party the night before. Her and Jeremy were stoned out on the couch. I asked her what she had for sell.
“Some stuff out of San Mateo. Some bubble gum flavored shit.” She said.
“I’ll take it. I got a party tonight. Can you be there?”
“I’ve already agreed to be at this bonfire.”
“You can bring that group over too, after the bonfire of course!”
“It’s in Missouri. Look, the next party you go to, I’ll be there. Promise.”
“I’ll go”. Jeremy said, crouching in the corner.
“Cool!” I turned back to Taryn. “When can we hang out again?”
She then handed me a bag of weed.