Gas Runs Thicker

I looked outside and saw Vic walking inside. I felt something deep in the pit of my stomach. I don't know what it was but I hope it wasn't indigestion. I was going home with him. Vic has set up everything for me at his house. By everything I mean he's brought make up remover and tampons to put in the bathroom.
The door opened after a while and Vic walked inside my room. He smiled and puckered up his lips at me. I went to give him a quick kiss but he held me to him so I couldn't pull away. "Are you ready?" Vic asked me.
"Yeah, are you ready?" I asked.
"I'm always ready." Vic grinned back at me.
He picked up my bag and carried out into the corridor. I followed him and we went to the desk. I saw the nurse sat there. The one who passed out into a dead faint. That one. She smiled at me and started on my paperwork. "You'll be here for regular appointments." she explained.
"Why?" I frowned.
"Just to check up on you."
"That's great." Vic said for me.
"Can I go?" I asked hopefully.
"Be my guest." she smiled. She's probably happy to get rid of me. After eleven years it must be nice to not have to look at my face.
Vic took me out of the hospital and to a car. I got inside and looked around it. It's quite a nice car. I don't know how he could afford it. It's all black, shiny with leather seats. Maybe he actually got a real job. We haven't spoken much about Vic really. It's all been about me and catching me up with who's president.
As we drove I looked out of the car window. I was trying to spot something different, or something familiar. I don't know which one I was hoping for more, but I couldn't find neither. It was just empty streets we were passing. I thought once I was out things would trigger some memories but there was nothing. I think that was the worse bit.
Once we arrived Vic hurried out to get my bags. He went to open the door for me and got out. I saw my old house and walked to the front door. My finger tips gently brushed up against the wood and I sighed. Vic opened up for me and I walked inside. I felt like I was in a kind of daze. Maybe I'm drunk.
I looked around and saw everything the same. Sure, things had moved here and there. But it was just so familiar. I couldn't move without feeling comfort. It was all as I had remembered. I went upstairs and wondered into my bedroom. I saw a few changed but that was okay. The essence was still there.
I felt arms wrap around my waist and I smiled. Vic kissed my neck and he buried his face in the crook. I laughed and felt him sigh against my skin. "What do you think?" Vic asked anxiously.
"Didn't you change anything?" I laughed gently.
"You know I'm rubbish with that stuff."
"Yeah, I do." I agreed.
"You can get back on track now, Navi." he told me.
Suddenly something struck me. I spun around quickly to face him. I narrowed my eyes at him and saw Vic looked tense. His arms around my waist tightened like he wanted to stop me from getting away. "Did I get cast as Magenta in the Rocky Horror Picture Show?" I asked urgently.
"Oh," he sighed in relief. "No."
"No?" I repeated. "Why not?!" I demanded.
"They cast someone else."
"Who?" I narrowed my eyes. Vic's eyes rolled upwards as he thought.
"That girl who used to follow the director around. The one with the twitching eye."
"No!" I gasped. "Why would they cast Jordan?!"
"I don't know."
"It's your fault!" I frowned.
"How? What did I do?!" Vic exclaimed and pulled away from me.
"You could have appealed."
"And said what? You should cast my girlfriend as Magenta. You know a character who sings and dances, she'll obviously be great considering she's in a coma." he mocked. I rolled my eyes at him put a hand on each hip.
"I worked for that role!" I exclaimed. "And now I'm too old. I'm too old for everything!" I sighed angrily.
"Navi," Vic muttered, "you're not."
"I am." I pouted.
"Calm down." Vic soothed. He took a step closer to me and wrapped his arms around me. I pushed him away and Vic knitted his eyebrows together. I grinned and jumped up onto the bed.
"I'll put up no resistance!" I sang. I spun around and laughed. "I want to stay the distance. I've got an itch to scratch. I need assistance!" I danced and ran my hands up and down my body. Vic laughed as he watched me. A familiar smile taking over his face. He shook his head and I saw a glow in his eyes. It kept shining.
"Get down!" Vic shook his head at me while he laughed.
"Touch-a touch-a touch-a touch me!" I yelled. "I wanna be dirty! Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me!Creature of the night!" I finished.
Vic walked to the bed and I wrapped my arms around his neck and he picked me up. Vic walked back and then stopped. I gasped as he fell back. I saw we'd fallen over my bag. I got on all fours and pushed the bag out of the way. "Clumsy." I teased. But Vic didn't reply. "Don't ignore me." I pouted. Then I looked at him. Oh. Oh.
Vic had his eyes closed and was lying still. Oh fuck, I've killed him. Great. I nudged him and sighed. "Wake up!" I snapped. Nothing. I shook him hard but still nothing. "Please?!" I tried. Still nothing.
I've only been home five minutes be I've killed my boyfriend. That's it, who cares about playing Magenta. I'll go to court and then get sent down. I'll to to prison and obviously get flocks of lesbians making me their woman. They'll all be fighting over me. I'll become their bitch. There's no way I could get out of it. If I do there will be blades in my soap and rat poison in my porridge. I'm hit even a lesbian. I can't take on vagina. I don't even like looking at my own never mind someone else's.
Vic's phone started ringing. That's it! I'll call for help. I grabbed his phone from in his pocket and answered. "Hello?!" I asked desperately.
"Who's that? Where Vic?" Mike!
"Oh my God, thank you!" I sighed. "You've got to help me."
"What? Where's Vic?" He sounds confused, bless him.
"He's passed out on the floor. I think I've killed him."
"Who are you?"
"Navi." I replied. "I woke up."
"You didn't." Mike laughed disbelievingly.
"Can you come and see if he's dead?!" I puffed out.
"Okay, okay. Chill. I'll be there." Mike said and hung up. I sat up against the bed. I really hope I didn't kill him.

Notes

Hey everyone! Sorry I haven't updated until now. I've been doing so much over time at work it's unreal. I haven't checked this over because I wanted to get it up. What did you think? Favourite line? Has Navi actually killed Vic?

I got such a great response for my Christmas packs. I'm doing quite well on the planning. I'll be putting them up on a big cartel store soon for people who may not have a lot of money to order ahead and they'll be sent out around two weeks before Christmas. I'm also making them as cheap as possible! But before I buy a few supplies (card and chocolate santas) who would actually buy one? If only five people want one that's fine, I just want to know! Spread the word around about this!

Stay rad xo