He drops her off at her apartment, with a "So what are you gonna do after I leave?"
"I got a date with my boyfriend."
She's too
wired
to realize that
he
probably doesn't
want to
hear about the
other
guy in her
life.
"Baby's got two boys running? I like it. What's his name?"
(He
likes
that she is
dating another
guy at the
same
time?
How fucked up is that?)
Don't take him too seriously,
now. He's just as high as you are.
"Deuce Martinez."
Recoginition flashed in his dilated eyes.
"You know him?"
"Yeah, I know him. Mind not mentioning me to him?"
"Why would I tell my boyfriend about you?"
He flashes her a grin as he drives off in his BMW. Must do pretty good business with the meth dealing, if he can afford a BMW.
Still too buzzed to think clearly, she stumbles to the Olive Pit, where she was going to meet Deuce. Hot rage shot through her as she saw who he was sitting with. Here she had given up time with Antonio to have a romantic date with him
(Deuce was romance, Antonio was passion)
only to find that it wasn't really even a 'date'. There were four seats at the table, Cece and Rocky giggling across from him.
(She hated them. She didn't even
know why. They'd only
ever been nice to her.)
"Hey Deucey" She said as upbeat as she could muster with her heart racing.
The three of them looked up at her, smiling.
"Hey." Deuce said, beaming.
"No 'hey' for me?" Rocky asked teasingly.
But Cece just sat there, staring at her. Her heart started racing - faster than it already was - for it seemed to her that Cece could see right through
her.
(Like she could see her
dilated pupils ***and knew
exactly what it meant**
Like she could see
her lips red and raw **from
kissing**, like she could
smell the smell of sex
and crystal lingering on her.)
Cece shuts her eyes, shaking her head as though ridding herself of a stupid thought, and smiles at her.
(She feels a rush
of gratitude that
Cece is giving
her the benefit
of the doubt)