Chapter 28

"Are you drunk?" I asked, watching every move he makes. "Nope," he said, then grinned. "Of course not. If I was drunk, would I do this?" He picked up another empty glass bottle and throw it at the old metal. It made a loud noise through the quiet surrounding. "Carson, stop that. Are you crazy? You could get in serious trouble if a patrol car should pass by here. You're not supposed to be here." I shouted at him. "I'm not? Of course I am, because I'm a...Scorpio." He pointed at his chest. "Do you know why cars drive instead of fly?" He asked, his words slurred. He scrunched up his eyebrows as if it was a world changing question. "I think it's because they are a fish." "Right." I said, walking over to him and put my arms around his waist to hold him up. "I'm getting you out of here." Carson put his hands in my hair and twirled a few strands around his fingers. "Your hair is pretty." He said. I stop trying to move him and looked at him. "Where's your car key?" I asked. He was defini