Alice

“She’s late.”

“I know.”

“Forty minutes late.”

“I know.”

“She’s not coming.”

“Let’s wait another five minutes.”

“She’s not coming, let’s go.”

“Fucking hold on just for five more minutes.”

They stood there outside the coffee shop on the station.

“You sure you told her the right place?”

“Yes you dork, station, seven o’clock outside the coffee shop.“

“Tried her mobile?”

“What, you think I’m stupid, course I’ve tried her mobile, just get voicemail.”

“She’s not coming then.”

“Five minutes then we’ll go.”

The two sixteen year old boys shuffled, swayed and groaned, both with their hands in their pockets, both of them looking, one at the stations entrance, the other at the stairs coming up from the underground.

The taller boy spotted her first.

“There she is.”

Arriving at the top of the stairs and looking much more than her sixteen years of age was the girl they both knew as Lucy. Jet black hair, black lipstick, black eye liner, black leather jacket and jeans, every inch a Goth.

They waved, she didn’t. She walked from the stairs to the coffee shop without even acknowledging the fact that they were there.

“Hello babe, trains late or something?”

She looked at the smaller one in disgust.

“No, why?”

The taller boy spoke up.

“Cos, you’re forty minutes late.”

“And, what’s your problem, I’m here now aint I, where we going?”

The two boys looked at each other and grinned.

“The park, there’s an old shed there that used to be used by the rowing club but its empty now, we can have a bit of fun in there.”

She shrugged.

“Got any booze?”

“We’ll get some on the way, vodka?”

Still she didn’t smile, she just shrugged her shoulders.

“Vodka’s good,but get lemonade as well.”

The three of them left the station and walked the short distance to the park. On the way the taller boy went into the co-op and bought a litre of vodka and two litres of lemonade.

They entered the park through the hole in the fence by the Shell garage. It was then just a five minute walk to the old shed. The taller boy forced the door and they all went inside.
It was pitch black and damp. The small boy got two candles out of his pocket and a box of matches, he lit both.

The inside gradually came to life under the glow of the shimmering light. The small boy put the candles gently on the floor. They all sat down.The tall boy was anxious.

“So what happens now, the same as before?”

The taller boy remembered how the girl had behaved a week before when they had met her at the fairground. She had let both of them touch her, then she had to go but not before giving the tall boy her mobile number. He called her the next day and she arranged to meet them today at the station.

“If you like, but first let’s have some drink.”

The small boy opened the vodka and took a swig, he passed it to the girl.

“No glasses?”

“Err no.”

She took the bottle, put it to her lips, threw her head back and swallowed a large mouthful. She shook her head and her long black hair seemed to move in slow motion.

The taller boy couldn’t wait any longer. He grabbed her by the shoulders and kissed her hard on the mouth. She responded by pushing out her tongue and forcing it into his mouth. The smaller boy just stared and sat in the corner, waiting his turn.

After a few minutes she pushed him away.

“Right let’s have some more drink.”

She took the vodka bottle and drank it down as though it was water, then crawled across the floor on her hands and knees towards the smaller boy. She grabbed him by the cheeks and kissed him, her hand moved down to his crotch and she started to stroke him. After a few seconds she pulled away. The taller boy sat watching and smiling.

“Now it’s my turn.”

He grabbed her and pushed her down on to the cold damp floor. He kissed her hard on the lips, one hand went behind her head the other down to her jeans as he hurriedly tried to unzip them. The smaller boy just looked on.

Suddenly he jerked back. He made a low groan and fell on top of her.

The small boy smiled.

“Bloody hell that was quick, get off her, my turn now.”

He unzipped his trousers and let them slide down to his knees.

“Come on, off you get, my turn now.”

The taller boy didn’t move. The small boy inched closer and bent down beside them. He could see that for the first time tonight the girl was smiling.

“Like that do you, there’s more to come.”

He tried to push the taller boy away but he was a dead weight. Then he saw the girl licking her lips and flicking her tongue in and out, she seemed to be licking the taller boys face.

“Come on, enough now, my turn.”

The girl started to push the taller boy away, as she did so the small boy thought he saw a shadow dart across the wall then vanish. Suddenly the girl was standing, the tall boy was still laying face down on the floor.

The small boy walked towards her, he undid the zip of her leather jacket and slipped his hand inside, he cupped her breast. He kissed here and as he did so his other hand went between her legs and stroked the outside of her jeans. He felt good, she felt good, then he felt a sting, like a sting from a wasp, the sting entered his hand that cupped her breast, it travelled down his arm and into his chest, it seemed to overwhelm him, lights seemed to flash in his eyes and he thought he was flying. Then quite suddenly it stopped. He couldn’t breath and darkness consumed him.

The girl stood still and looked around her. The tall boy was face down on the floor, his eyes were open but were unseeing, the smaller boy had dropped to his knees with blood coming from his ears and eyes, both had stopped breathing. She picked up the bottle of vodka and emptied the contents into her mouth, she unscrewed the lemonade and poured it over her head.

A torch light appeared through the broken door panel.

“Alice, Alice, are you in there?”

“Yes David, I’m here, I tried hard but it’s not working.”

“How many this time?”

“Two, two young boys.”