gone

leave.
left.
gone.
changed scenes.
not the situation.
a stranger points you out.
"new kid?"
he smells like tobacco and regret.
you smile and lick your lips.
you don't know why you're flirting, but can't stop. it's a rush.
"yeah."
"where'd you come from sweetheart?"
he smiles and pushes his chair closer to you.
runs his hand down your thigh.
his hand is dirty.
covered in dirt.
covered in being outside.
covered in not being clean.
"wanna get outta here?"
the class is empty.
the monitor is a ghost.
"yeah."
he smiles.
"wise choice my lady."
he stands up and starts to walk.
you follow him.
he slows down so you catch up.
he opens the door.
outside you go.
outside he goes.
outside.
leave.
left.
gone.
he takes you to his car.
he rolls it up.
said it's from his best hook up.
he licks it, staring at you.
light.
ignite.
feel your skull melt.
everything is okay.
leave.
left.
gone.
away from here.
away from the problem.
with him.
he smiles at you.
"feeling it, sunshine?"
you giggle.
you're not you.
you're turned on and drugged.
you reach for his shirt.
unbutton.
one button
two buttons
three
four
five
his stomach is exposed.
he pulls back.
"I don't want to take advantage of you."
^what a motherfucking plot twist eh? what were you expecting? XD