After I quit My job from the Theater and Kelly was gone soon after, last time I saw her on Maui was a little after September 11th I think....I was at the Mall, and She was visiting Anthony who was a Manager at that theater over there which is a Six plex, Maui Mall is a 12. Anyway, that was the last time I saw her.
I was out of a Job at least 4 years....During that time I was heavily under the influence of prescription drugs.Vicodin, Morphine, Oxycodone, Valiums and Alcohol, I drank 40s of Mickeys and Colt 45, I always mixed the drink with the pills. A few times I overdosed and had full body shut downs. I'd pass out till the next day around noon. I smoked weed, but very little, wasn't really into it that much at that time. I liked taking pills because it made me feel like my body was nothing, I turned to jelly, I was just a pile on the bed, and its not safe, but I took them at night, when everybody is sleeping, I was up, either lying in bed having weird Hallucinations or Euphoria, or I was online, with dial up...had moments where I would have a laugh at the screen because it took so damn long to load porno, it was ridiculous...I didn't realize I was hurting my body...the drugs I was taking caused me to lose some weight, but in a bad way, it wasn't healthy, I was damaging myself.
I got a Golf ball sized hernia that protruded from my belly button. Hernias happen when you strain your muscles, well, the big problem with heavy uses of painkiller and sedatives is Constipation. Yeah, I was constipated all the time, and I used laxatives to even things out, but still, I strained my stomach muscles, to the point where I had extreme abdominal cramps, I mean really extreme. I would slop over in the bathroom taking in deep breaths, trying to take away the pain, and I would be in that position for at least a half hour. it was bad, when I finally went to the doctor to have it checked out, he said we had do surgery, and my Medical was running out almost, so I said, yeah. 2 months later I sat in the prep room of the hospital getting a an IV hooked up to me. When they moved me into the surgery room, I was fucking scared as hell. They put me under, I woke 4 hours later puking up blood in a bedpan. During the operation, I lost air, my airways where blocked, so they put a tubing in my throat, which scratch the lining, they said it happens some times, but they had to get it in or I would have died on the table, I stopped breathing for 2 minutes until they got the oxygen in. I was in ICU for a day because my breathing was irregular. at some points I choked and started gasping, I needed oxygen on me at all times.
I was in the hospital for a week,when I got out, I knew that, I had to stop taking this shit, it was fucking me up big time, but I need that High. I was prescribed morphine for my pain, and for a month was taking that. just for the pain. After that month, I stopped. just took Advil. Soon after I went Job hunting, and My grandpa helped me find a job with Wackenhut Security.a Job I kinda liked it.
so yeah, I liked my job
I took to the Job in full force, paying attention to detail, yeah right!...one of my posts was Lipoa Center, from 11 to 3am....and in those hours, where to be the best moments of my life. HAPA'S nite club was in the center, and it was a rager almost every night, from Willie K on Mondays, to Teen Night on Sundays. I requested the meager nights, but sometimes took the weekend shifts, and that's where I met her, Katie G. She was a beautiful, insanely Hot haole girl, and at first, I thought her and her friends was making fun of me, but then she kinda showed kindness to me like, she treated me...like...I was a regular guy
Some weekends I had off, and I got my paycheck, so, I went to Hapa's, which was cool, I got in for free, but I drop some cash on Patron Blanco, Surfers on Acid, Hienys and Corona...I was wasted man!
but I was mostly there for her, Katie....one night when I was working, she was sitting on the ground next to a car, and she pulled me down, needed somebody to talk to, so I did, I put my arm around her and she cried, I told her everything will be okay, it all gets better tomorrow, after you take an Advil...ha ha. I made her laugh a lot, and I was just completely infatuated with her. She was a party girl though, some nights I helped her into a ride, some nights I would catch glimpses of her body, and she had a knock out body, I mean. she was hot, very hot to me. I was in love her. She gave me the same treatment that she would to hot guys, I mean the really buff, single bachelor types on the hunt guys.
We would dance, I mean I was on the dance floor with the rest of them man, just getting jiggy wit it.
I had fun...we all did, was the best damn night of my life. But an even better night happened...sadly enough, there was no pictures on this night. It was a Friday night and payday, and I was drunk, Katie was dancing, and I stood back and just watched her dance, I loved to watch her dance. when announced last call, and the DJ played Let's Stay Together by Al Green. I walked on to the dance floor, and she saw me and put her arms around me, and for the first time in my life, I slowed danced, with....with the most beautiful girl I have I ever met. When the song was over, she left, and I stayed behind because Kaleo was my ride, my good friend, Hev B. Wyld, Hapa's own butt kicking Door man. as 2006 came to a close, so what began as the last days of my Club Hopping lifestyle, and the end of her being in my life. Our relationship only existed at that club, outside of that club, she didn't know me, I had her phone number and I called her a couple times.
But it never went farther than those times at the club, but she gave memories that I'll will remember till the day I die.
She moved back to the mainland, to be with this underground rapper, some black dude, and I heard from sometimes, on myspace, she still called me Sugar plum, that was her pet name for me, and I didn't mind it at all, but as the years progressed, we fell out of touch, or more like, she just forgot about me. I came to the conclusion that, all of those nights, when I held her, that one night when she kissed me, and I slowed danced with her, to her I believe was just a party night, having fun, and getting drunk. And I was just there at the right time to experience the firecracker Katie G. She lives in Washington State I think, I try to message her now to ask if she has facebook, but I never got a reply. I don't think she's on myspace any more.
She doesn't know what she did to me, on that dancefloor, when we slow danced, to me, the world stopped, and there was only me and her, nobody else, and for once in my life, I felt like a man. Those days are gone, but not forgotten,and I will always remember her, even though she'll never remember me.
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