In Love And Death

Do You Want To Get Stoned While We're Waiting?

I sat down on the couch in the basement, Bert sat next to me and grabbed his notebook.

"So what exactly are you writing there, my friend?" I asked. I realized I sounded really stupid as the words fell from my mouth.

"Um," He got up and grabbed Quinn's acoustic guitar. He turned to me, "Remember the song I wouldn't show you yesterday?"

I nodded.

"Well this is it," He started to play.

"And it's all in how you mix the two, and it starts just where the light exists. To feel the love you cannot miss and it burns a hole through everyone who feels it.

Well your never gonna find it if your looking for it won't come your way, yeah. Well you'll never find it, if you looking for it.

Should've done something but I've done it enough by the way my hands were shaking, rather waste some time with you.

And you never would've thought in the end, how amazing it feels just to live again. It's a feeling that you cannot miss and it burns a hole through everyone who feels it.

Well your never gonna find it if your looking for it, won't come your way, yeah. Well you'll never find it, if your looking for it.

Should've done something but I've done it enough by the way your hands were shaking rather waste sometime with you. Should've said something but I've said it enough by the way, my words were faded rather waste my time wiith you."

Bert played on, I was in awe. I thought the song was beautiful, a tear fell from my eye, then another. I was crying.

"Dude, that was great," I sniffled and wiped my eyes.

"Aww, thanks. That song makes me cry too." I saw that his eyes were red like mine.

"So," I wiped more tears away, "Are we gonna see Quinn today? Isn't he going to get out soon?"

"I not sure, Jeph texted me this morning saying that Quinn is coming home today. Isn't it like the 18th or 19th?" he asked.

"It's the 17th, my birthday is the 16th." I folded my legs on the couch. "So when exactly is he coming home?"

"I think in a hour, let's get more of you stuff unpacked and moved. We don't need Quinn to start freaking out." He put the guitar back and we went upstairs.

Some of the boxes were laying in the hallway, I picked one up nd brought it in, I repeated until no boxes were left. Now my room was filled with half-empty boxes.

"So where do you want this to go?" Bert held up my Trio Dolls.

"Just throw them on the bed," I started to work on hanging up my clothes.

~~~~~~~~~

"Hey guys," Quinn said as we opened the door. He was limping, it wasn't that bad though. He winced when he walked.

"Hey man," Bert gave him a hug. I did too.

"So, Zoe is your stuff all put away?" He sounded like my mother when I had to do laundry.

"Yea, mother," I said sarcasticly.

"For real?" He limped to the couch.

"Yes."

"Okay, so what happened when I wasn't here? Jepha told me that you guys had the shittiest fight over Matt Skiba. What the fuck was that about?" He asked.

I sat down on the couch Bert sat beside me and played on his phone. "That whole thing was stupid." I saw Bert looked over at me. "We found out that at that new restaurant, it's called Grey's. Matt works there so I was talking to him, and asking about life on the road. Bert thought that we were in a relationship." I turned to look at Bert.

"I didn't know that you guys had never met before, from where I was at, you guys looked like you were flirting," Bert said as he rolled his eyes. "Whatever," He looked back at his phone.

"Ok, so is that what the problem was?" Quinn asked.

"Yea," I said. "But everything's okay now, Matt and Bert got along fine at my mom's house."

"Ok, I'm glad Jeph didn't say anything. You guys are fucking nerds." He turned on the tv and ignored us while he did so.

I got my phone out and texted Jeph.

Z: Dude, Quinn thinks I'm an idiot now for telling him about the shitty ass fight Bert had with me. Thanks picking him up though. I appreciate that.

J: Welcome.

Z:Why did you tell him about it?

J: Quinn wanted to know, so I told him. That was the whole car ride, me telling him what had happened. Also is he ok? He was limping when he got out of the car.

Z: Yeah, he's fine. He just is proly in a lot of shitty pain.

J: Proly, that. But dude Zo I gotta go. Hey that rhymed but see you later. Maybe tonight.

Z: What about tonight?

J: Bye and Bert will tell if you ask.

I put my phone on the glass table in front of me, I looked over and watched Bert play mini tetris. He kept failing at putting the blocks into place.

"What's going on tonight?" I asked him.

"Oh we're celebrating Quinn's release from the hospital." Bert said, "Don't tell him. The guys will be here around 9 tonight."

"Ok, they'll be here in 5 hours. What are we supposed to do till then?"

"Be normal, to make everything feel to Quinn like a normal day. Or do you want to be stoned with me?"

"Sure, it was fun last time."

"Ok," Bert watched Quinn. "Hey dude?" Bert said to him.

Quinn turned to face us.

"We're gonna go smoke," Bert grabbed my hand and lead me to his room.

"That wasn't really a lie," I said while Bert fished around for his baggie of pot.

"I know," Bert found everything we needed, "it's better than stating the truth." He gave me a rolled joint and a lighter.

I lit and sat down. Bert sat beside me. We sat there for a while, Quinn never got up to make sure we weren't dead. It was probably too much pain to move.

The room started to spin as it did before,but this time there was more movement about the room. I started to feel like falling asleep.

I layed back and took more drags from my joint. "Hey, Bert," my words slurred while I watched the ceiling move.

He turned to look at me, "What?" He fell over. I giggled at him.

"I don't fucking know," I put my joint in the ashtray and stood up. "I'm leaving man."

Bert sat up, "You can't leave." He started laughing for no reason.

I left for the kitchen to eat random things that I found. I popped open a chip bag and shoveled them in my face.

Quinn saw me eating quickly, he was confused. "What are you doing?"

I got scared, was he going to find out that we were high.