I need you, I need you, I need you

chapter 72-old money

January 16th, 2020
Rachel's p/v
I know Quinn is telling me something but it's all just white noise to me. Darry is taking me to school and I don't know if I'm going to make it alive. Will I jump out of the car? Or will I run myself over with it before he even gets the chance to get in.

Quinn has a doctor's appointment at 7:20 so her mom can't drive me to school. Her dad is at work, and her older sister got her license suspended so she's taking the bus. I would also take the bus but due to a car crash on the literal bus stop traffic is insane. Darry is my only option left.

Simple outfit today because I cannot be bothered to be focused on anything other than my awful life. Black crop top, black sherpa sweater, blue mom jeans, and my black high top converse. I'll leave the fashion to Mary.

Darry's p/v
I had a dream that Rachel slept at Tyler's house. My gut is telling me that she's over there right now. Rachel may be mad at me but that does not give her the right to do whatever she wants. I know I was hard on her last night, but I still need to set the rules in stone. Gosh I feel so evil.

What has gotten into me? Rachel is right, literally everything I'm doing is so hypocritical. I claim that I'm overprotective of her but then I go after someone that hurts her? Is this the kind of person I am? My sister comes first before any other girl. But I can't let Mary go. There's no one like anyone-so there's no one like Mary. I need Rachel to understand where I'm coming from. And I know she wants me to do the same thing. I don't agree with her relationship with Tyler, so I have to act like I do. That way she'll accept my "relationship" with Mary. I'm never leaving Mary.

Rachel opens the door, her head facing the floor. She knows she's in for an earful. Rachel sits on the couch "Ugh, I have the worst pain in my legs right now. I'm so sore."
I frown. "Rachel."
"Mhm?"
"Where did you sleep last night?"
Rachel looks down. "I knew this day would come, I knew it," she pulls out her phone from her sweater pocket, "Hello? I would like the number for the mental hospital."
I yank her phone from her. "I'm being serious."
"Darry, sweetie, yesterday you came home, we had an argument, Declan and Hector walked me to Quinn's house, and I stayed the night at her place."
I blink a couple times. "Yeah, that happened. Yeah?"
"Do you not remember?"
"Sorry, I had a dream that you were at his place and I just thought-"
"Back again with thinking the absolute worse of me. I don't get it, Darry, I really don't."
"Trust me, I feel guilty enough. Can we just push this aside and move forward with our lives? I'm sorry I was a hypocrite, it won't happen again."
"You're sorry? You saying sorry doesn't change the fact that you betrayed me. I'm not forgiving you." Rachel gets up and grabs her backpack from the ground. She opens the door and slams it shut. I did this to myself.

Rachel's p/v
Too harsh on Darry? Absolutely not. He deserves the treatment he's getting. I don't care if I'm being ungrateful. I'm never going to forgive him.
"I'm surprised you didn't play Brit-"
"I wasn't in the mood." I interrupt Darry.
"Good thing you weren't in the mood, listening to The Strokes this morning was-"
"Cool? I couldn't care less."
"Right. Do you want to hang-"
"No, I don't want to hang. I already have plans."
"With who?"
"Do I have to say who?"
"If you want permission."
I bite my lip. "Sage."
"Ok," Darry sighs, "just text me when you get there and-"
"Yeah, I'll do all that. Stop talking."
"Rachel, what's your problem? I'm trying to make conversation-"
"And move on from the situation? I'm not moving on. Not until you break up with her."
"You got it all wrong, Mary and I aren't dating."
"But you guys are talking. Same shit. If you want to date her then go ahead. Just don't talk to me." I lean my head against the window.

Darry's p/v
"Well, this is your stop. Have a good-"
Rachel gets out and slams the car door. I think she's in a mood.

Driving home with sad music playing? Check. Trying not to cry? Also check. No one likes being in a fight, especially if it's with your only family. I don't want her to be angry with me anymore, but I can't let go of Mary. I like Mary too much to do that.