I dashed to the front door, the excitement inside me building. I climbed the front steps and knocked on the brittle paint that still cling to the door.
The waiting took forever, so when a woman opened appeared in the doorway I just about lost it.
"Hello?" Her smile wasn't very welcoming
"Is Jc home?" I replied.
"Yes," she cocked an eyebrow and shifted uncomfortably.
"Thanks." I pushed pass her and entered. A wave of smoke hit me immediately.
"Jc?!" Worry gripped me, what was the smoke from?
Uneven thumps shuffles down the stair taking an occasional rests.
Oh no.
"Jc what are you smoking?" I asked cautiously as he neared me.
He scrunched his face and stayed still. "ask Felicia, she-- I don't know." He rambled clumsily.
I whipped around at her, my ears already heating up with anger.
"What is it."
"I don't either, I got it off--"
"Bye." I waved at her, motioning toward the exit. Then I returned to Jc, who immediately slung his arm around me.
"Let's sit you down." I led him toward the couch.
He sat down, closed his eyes, felt surroundings and stretched out, pushing me off the cushion beside him.
"Sophie?" He called, "I miss you." I knew he was out of it so I didn't take his words very seriously. I simply ignored the statement and kept my spot on the floor.
"It's not the same is detention without you." he continued his rant. "will you sit with me."
He scooted over on his side and patted the couch in front of his body.
"I want you next to me"
"I'm gonna go home, Jc." I didn't want to listen anymore.
"No!" He bolted upright.
"Look Jc, I'm sorry." I sighed and shook my head. "I'm sorry I called you a druggie."
"Why?" He sounded innocent, like a child. Whatever Felecia have him had really deduced his thinking skills.
"Because..."
"It's true, the only reason o was mad is because I knew it was true. The truth hurts." He elaborated.
"Well I shouldn't have--"
"It was my fault Sophie." He cut me off and collapsed backwards back into couch again, clearly exhausted.
"Stay?" I loved the way he spoke, quiet, soft. But I knew it wouldn't last long.
"Alright." I surrendered and crawled next to him.
Luckily there wasn't school tomorrow, but there was parents... My mom was on a business trip so I'd be in the clear.
"Jc?"
"Yeah."
"Where's your parents."
"Texas."
"So you're here alone?!"
"Yes." Sadness flooded his features.
I could stay and help him tonight but I don't want to lead him on in case he decides to do whatever Felicia gave him again.
Mom would be home Monday.
Jc's groan broke my thoughts, he clutched at his stomach
"Jc! Are you okay?"
He shook his head and say up.
"What can I do!" I asked beginning to panic. He shook his head and burst upward and booking it down a hallway, followed by a slamming door and retching.
"Jc?" I followed him into the hallway, and stopped at a door with a strip of light exceeding the bottom Crack.
"Go away." He choked.
"No" I tried the doorknob but it was locked. "I can help."
I heard the door knob click and I swung the door open to find Jc shirtless, leaning over the toilet. His whole body quaking in exhaustion.
I tiptoed around him and turned on the shower.
"Get in" I ordered.
He complied by whipping off his pants and hopped into the stream of water.
I searched the house for a mop, only to find an assortment of drugs hidden in the cracks and crannies.
I settled for a couple of towels and 409.
After cleaning I laid down on the couch and rested my eyes.
