pzb.drawingblood-第67章
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he edge of the crowd。
They lingered in the bar for a while。 Soon the other band members drifted in to bask in the post…performance attention。 Friends milled around； hoping to be drawn into the circle。 Kids approached them with pliments； smiles； hungry eyes。
Zach saw Calvin talking to the boy who had been dancing in front of the stage。 The boy's face was as delicately shaded as a watercolor painting： eyelashes the same red…gold as his hair； pale pink lips； the faintest of lavender hollows above and below his eyes。 He made a grand gesture with his hand； lowered his eyelids disdainfully。 〃I don't know；〃 Zach heard him say。 〃Last time I did mushrooms they were old and made me sick。〃
〃These are real fresh；〃 Calvin assured him。 〃I grew 'em myself。〃
〃Well 。 。 。'〃 The boy's eyes tilted up to meet Calvin's。 〃I guess I will。〃 He smiled。
〃e on backstage with me。 We'll do you up real good。〃
Zach watched them leave the bar together。 The thought of those two exquisite creatures having mad hallucinatory sex made him happy for some reason。 He looked at Trevor sitting next to him and thought about having some mad hallucinatory sex of his own。
〃You want to get out of here soon？〃 he asked； and couldn't help laughing when Trevor looked absurdly grateful。
Chapter Twenty
Back at the house； Trevor and Zach sat at the kitchen table drinking tapwater from freshly washed glasses。 Only a rusty trickle had e out of the faucet at first； but when they left it running for a few minutes it turned into a clear； steady stream。 Zach couldn't help remembering the rotten blood and ropy sperm gushing from the bathroom tap； but the kitchen water looked and tasted fine。
The mushrooms lay on the table in front of them； next to the puter； still half…swathed in a twist of Sacred Yew toilet paper。 Both boys kept glancing at them from time to time； Trevor with intrigued trepidation； Zach with a sort of patient lust。
As soon as they got home； they had gone through the house turning on lights in all the safe rooms…the kitchen； the big bedroom； Trevor's bedroom； the studio。 Even the hall light was burning。 Though it was well past midnight； the house felt almost cozy。
Zach couldn't stop talking about the show。 〃As soon as I hit that stage；〃 he told Trevor； 〃I felt like I was born there。 I haven't felt born to anything since the first time I touched a puter。 What am I gonna do； Trev？ Maybe I could disguise myself and bee a famous rock star。 Like the guy in that movie Angel Heart； but in reverse； without amnesia。 It'd be the perfect cover！〃
〃But the guy in Angel Heart sold his soul to the Devil。〃
〃I don't have a problem with that。〃 Zach fingered a mushroom cap； watched a few dark spores sift onto the tabletop。 〃You know； I really want to eat some of these。〃
〃Eat 'em； then。〃
〃Are you going to do any？〃
〃Well 。 。 。〃 Trevor shifted in his chair。 〃What exactly happens？ Is it like getting stoned？〃
〃No； it's much more intense。 Scarier； your first time。 But you'll see all kinds of beautiful hallucinations and feel all kinds of weird physical sensations and have fucked…up thoughts and ideas。〃
〃Sounds kind of like sex。〃
〃We can do that too。〃
〃Do you think it could make me see things that are always here； but that I can't see now？〃
〃Like what？ You mean here in the house？〃
Trevor nodded。
Zach took a deep breath。 〃Trev 。。。 I don't think we ought to stay in the house too long after we dose。 I thought we could go over to Terry's。 They ate theirs at the club； so they'll be up all night； and I bet Terry would let us use his spare room。 I don't know if I'm into tripping here。〃
Trevor just looked at him。
〃What？〃 said Zach at last。
〃This is a hallucinogen we're talking about； right？ A mind…expanding； consciousness…altering drug？〃
Zach nodded。
〃Okay then。 Keeping in mind what I came here for； what I'm living in this house for； do you really think I'd consider doing it anywhere else？〃
〃I guess not；〃 Zach said quietly。 〃But； Trevor； I think it's a real bad idea。〃
〃What do you mean？〃
〃You know I'm going to have to leave soon。 And I know you must have at least thought about going with me。〃
〃So？〃
〃So maybe it doesn't want you to leave。〃
〃Maybe I don't want to。〃
The words stung like a slap。 〃If you stay here；〃 Zach began； then had to stop and take a deep breath。 His voice had nearly cracked。 〃If you stay here； it'll be hard to get back in touch with you。 I might not be able to do it。〃
〃You could leave a message for me at the club。〃
〃If They find out I was ever in this town； They could tap the club's phone。 They could make trouble for Kinsey。 They could tap Terry's phone。 They could harass the fuck out of you。 A lot of real scary people are after me； Trev。 I've already left too many traces here。 I have to disappear for good now； and you might never be able to find me again。 Is that what you want？〃
Trevor had been staring stubbornly at the table。 Now he looked up at Zach。 His eyes shimmered with tears about to spill over。 〃No。〃
〃Neither do I。〃 Is it true？ thought Zach。 Am I telling him this in good faith？ If I'm going on the run forever； do I really want to take someone with me？
And the answer was a resounding yes。 Because he not only wanted to； he had to。 If he didn't take Trevor； he might as well leave his brain or his heart behind。 It was that simple； that was how deeply people became grafted into you when you loved them like this。
A part of Zach still hated that。
A part of him was grateful that he had at least found the right Siamese twin。
And a part of him rejoiced that this was possible after all。
Their fingers intertwined on the tabletop。 They gripped hands tightly for a moment； both fighting back tears。 〃You could stay here for a while； then go over to Terry's；〃 Trevor said。 〃I wouldn't mind being alone。〃
〃No way。 You don't want to trip alone in this house。〃
〃I don't mind。〃
〃You would。〃 Zach pulled back to look into Trevor's eyes。 〃Believe me。 You would。 You may be able to deal with the house； but I know psilocybin。 I'm not letting you do that。〃
〃Then stay。〃
〃Okay。〃 Zach let his head fall back onto Trevor's shoulder。 I've just agreed to trip on mushrooms in a haunted house； he thought。 The Grand Adventures of Zachary Bosch 。 。 。 reel three。
〃So；〃 said Trevor； 〃how do we do it？ Do we just eat them？〃
〃Yes。 And I warn you； they taste fucking horrible。〃
Trevor picked up a blue…streaked stem and nibbled experimentally at it。 〃They don't seem to taste like much of anything。〃
〃Just you wait。〃
Zach got up and refilled their water glasses； then began to portion out the mushrooms。 There were seven caps and five stems。 The caps were the most potent and shittiest…tasting part。 He put three caps and three stems in one pile； four caps and two stems in the other。
〃Now what？〃 Trevor asked。
〃Getting nervous？〃
〃No。〃
〃Then let's eat。〃
Each of them picked up a cap； put it in his mouth； and began to chew。 Zach's cap splintered and grew soggy in his mouth。 The dry dead flavor trickled between his teeth； over his tongue。 He washed it down with a gulp of water。
〃I see what you mean；〃 said Trevor after a few seconds。
〃You don't have to chew them all the way。 Just soften 'em up a little and swallow the chunks。〃
〃Now you tell me。〃 Trevor drained his water glass and got up for more。 〃God； that's disgusting。 It's like chewing on mummified flesh。〃
〃Better lose that thought。 You've got five more pieces to eat。〃
Crunching； grimacing； and swigging water； they choked down the rest of their mushrooms； then brushed their teeth at the sink。 〃How long does it take？〃 Trevor asked。
〃Twenty； thirty minutes。 Shall we smoke a joint and get in bed？〃
〃Are you sure we ought to be stoned？〃
〃Yes。〃 Zach nodded vigorously。 〃Under the circumstances； I'm very sure。〃
Trevor felt the first tickling tendrils of the drug twenty minutes later。 Zach was lying half on top of him with his head on Trevor's chest。 They had been talking in the darkened bedroom； a meandering conversation with pools of calm c
