“You got the bag?”
“Yes.”
I lifted the bag and wriggled out of his grasp. He pressed me against the back of the truck, using his hips to pin me in place. I turned around and he spread his arms out to trap me.
“Henrik, what are you doing?”
“You think you can avoid getting fucked this weekend?”
“Henrik, stop…”
“Someone’s going to sneak into your tent and do you whether you like it or not…”
“Henrik, let me go…”
“Share with me and I’ll protect you. I’ll make sure none of these sickos get to you…”
“Stop!”
He laughed.
“I’m only playing with you, Jess.”
“You’re scaring the shit out of me.”
“Suit yourself. Take your chances with Ivan and Taylor if you want. I always wanted to taste Nancy again.”
I split away from him and ran back to camp, my face blanched. Nancy came up to me and wrapped her arm around my shoulder.
“What’s wrong? Henrik scare the crap outta ya?”
I nodded.
“Henrik! You bastard! What did you say to her?”
“Nothing. I ain’t said nothing.”
“She’s shaking like a leaf.”
“She’s a prude,” Henrik snarled.
Nancy rolled her eyes.
“Fine. I’ll share a tent with you. Happy?”
“Hell, I don’t want to share a tent with Henrik,” Taylor chimed, “When he’s had too much blow I heard he fucks guys too.”
“Shut up, Taylor.”
Taylor dodged Henrik’s swing and took his chances swinging back. Henrik punched him in the stomach and he doubled over in mock pain. Henrik grinned.
“You’re a fuckin’ idiot you know that.”
They sat around the fire while Tina prepared their dinner and they passed around my bottle of moonshine. I could tell they were all getting too drunk, taking swigs of my bottle where I took only sips. I clutched my arms around my legs, turning down Henrik’s offer to help “keep me warm” twice. Ivan eventually told him to knock it off out of some misplaced sense of cousinly duty that kicked in late in the evening.
Nancy and Henrik were the first to peel off from the group. After finishing up my moonshine and nosediving into harder drugs, he couldn’t stop pawing at Nancy and Ivan yelled at them to take it in the tent before he shot them. Nobody believed he’d actually do it but then the idiot reached for his gun. I started screaming. Henrik laughed his ass off and then Nancy dragged him into the tent where they started getting it on…loud.
Ivan didn’t want to get caught with the public reputation of having put his hands on me, plus he knew I was crazy enough to kill him if he tried anything, so he made quick work of getting Tina to agree to lie with him which left me alone with Taylor whosat across from me in front of the fire, finishing off what was left of the liquor. He didn’t try to get close to me. My bladder started to ache from all I’d been drinking and I got up, intending to walk a few feet off from the tent.
