We were gathered across the street on the north-side, from Loves... I was a member of some escort group now (uhh what?)... I had blue hair and him and his wife drove through and stopped in at the gas station. Some members of this group started to harass them by throwing big plastic kids toys at the road in front of where they were driving... Silly playskool fake kitchen counters and ride-on trikes ... I tried to hide... I didn't want him to see me, nor did I want him to think I had anything to do with what was going on cause I didn't... I hadn't even noticed him until the group started in on this activity.
Flash to night time.. in some brothel type hotel... I'm in a dining type room with a handful of other people... and I hear a commotion outside and he starts yelling at someone just outside the door that they need to pick up their toys.. he walked in and sat down right in front of me where a plate of refried beans and chicken wings was waiting for him. Talk about awkward... I didn't even know what to say... I was frozen. I just watched him eat... and he talked, though I can't remember what was said... I wanted him to want to be there... but he was a hard read... At one point he got up suddenly and rushed out the door... his room happened to be the one next to this one and I heard him open the door and make an excuse to his wife that he'd be back... he left their door open and returned to his half finished plate.... I'm disgusted to admit his return gave me some hope like a little girl who still believes in Santa Claus.
I didn't speak the whole time I just watched with what felt like big doe eyes full of want and hurt and mortification... wanting answers...wanting truth... wanting all that was a lie to have not been a lie.
fuck.me.
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