Having A Coke With You By Frank O'hara Novels & Stories

Pyke sang, took a seat beside me, and Forrest quickly placed down a cold beer for him. “I’m not in a mood for chit-chat, Pyke. I came here as a customer and not a cousin, so, fuck off.” I gulped the last shot of the scotch, willingly took in the burn into my throat, hoping to numb my brain and my broken heart.

He sprayed Coke in a glass, dropped a cherry in it and then handed it to her. Alecia took a long sip of the Coke, letting the bubbly liquid slip down her throat and cool the parchedness. She rarely chose soda, always preferring tea, but this drink soothed her. She took another long sip and focused on the bartender as he spoke with another customer. A gold chain with a ring dangled from his jean’s pocket. What could that ring mean? Was there someone he loved and wished to be with at the moment? She heard feet behind her. Alecia looked down at the brown liquid of the Coke. Would the Alpha even notice if she didn’t say one word?

----------------- "Take me to the Moon Show me the stars This journey is just limited to tonight Don’t meet me tomorrow. Take me to the Moon Show me the stars I’m burning like a flame Come and extinguish me Take me to the Moon I agree that I am intoxicated right now, That I am fragranced by desire I am a tavern, I am a goblet(filled with alcohol) Why are You afraid of drinking me? Just take me tonight And make me all yours. Make the night so magical That my soul will cherish it Till my last breath. Take me to the moon tonight."

It was all her idea. “We supply you with the liquid coke, your men change it to powder, no cut, no shit.” I waited for them to go crazy, and was actually surprised when El Zorro himself opened the bottle and took a good swig. He moaned and had a small tremor, like a dying dog. Wait until it kicks in! “This is a good shit,” He cursed staring around his men in shock, then proceeded to pass it around. Everyone got a taste of it and then nodded in agreement, See? Not so hard to convince a group of old bastards.

Mae whispered in her ear as she blushed harder, "Two shots of Martini please and a bottle of coke" Nora said to the handsome bartender, "Uh,who is drinking coke?" Mae asked with her brows raised up high it almost left her face, "You ofcourse,I don't know I have disturbed,you also have,I saw you touch your stomach,I know it might not be possible but please I don't want to risk anything" Nora said to Mae,her mouth hanged open that Nora had actually seen her touching her stomach, "But..but that's,I just wasn't thinking!" Mae said, arguing.

Thе соld coke tаѕtеd аѕ gооd аѕ a feast wоuld hаvе tо a ѕtаrvіng mаn and I drаnk tіll іt wаѕ hаlf gоnе bеfоrе taking a brеаth. I ѕtаrtеd tеllіng him аbоut whаt I wаѕ fееlіng аnd he held his finger uр to hіѕ lірѕ tо ѕіlеnсе mе. "Lаtеr, wе wіll tаlk about іt lаtеr. For now, juѕt rеlаx and еnjоу... thе bеѕt is уеt tо соmе".

After grabbing the bottle of coke, she settled back into the sofa. Suddenly, she passed me the bottle of coke and whispered, “Help me,” her voice was soft, sweet and deadly. I blinked sharply, my eyes doubling in size, “Me? You want me to open it?” She could’ve easily opened that damn bottle herself. It wasn’t rocket science. But nope. She gave it to me, while giving me that look—the kind that makes your stomach flip and your pants tighter. Without thinking, I took it from her, and twisted the cap. Before I could say Jack, the coke exploded—a full-on soda eruption. It fizzed and popped and sprayed all over me like karma had been waiting in that bottle.

Worried that he might drop it, Larissa urged, "Stop tossing it, it's going to be too gassy to drink." Ambrose tried to reason with her, "Drinking Coke isn't good for the body. It has too much sugar and can spoil your teeth." Larissa persisted, "But I feel like drinking it!" As she spoke, she continuously tried to play cute, looking at him with doe eyes. So adorable! Ambrose was entranced but he quickly composed himself. He tucked the Coke into his coat pocket. "No." He refused and walked away. "My Coke!" Larissa immediately chased after him.

The bathroom was quieter, the bass still thumped through the walls — but muffled. He locked himself in a stall and pulled out a small bag from his pocket. Coke. Pure. Expensive. The kind that made you feel like you could take over the world for about twenty minutes before dropping you into a hole so deep you couldn't see the top. He laid out a line on the back of his hand and snorted it. The rush hit immediately. His eyes widened. His heart pounded. The fog in his head cleared just enough to let one thought through: Tessa.

"You are drunk!!!!" ****