Gorillaz and me (PT 4)

Chapter 28

Drinking. Parties. Drinking. Smoking...DRINKING!

I was at the peak of my life. Nothing could stop me! Nothing could take me down! I WAS INVINCIBLE!
Well for me it was. I had absolutely nothing on my mind. I for once felt free!

"Sia. This is unacceptable behavior! Whot have you got to say for yourself!?"
I hear mum yelling at me from her motorbike. It was hardly an issue. What was her problem?

"My behavior? Wots yewrs?"
I hicked a bit, holding a bottle of malibu in my hand.
"I told yew I was going out. Im out. Why are yew so fffffucking cross with me right now?"

"I'm cross because yew're out here making a cock of yewrself! Do yew know how worried i was?! I was looking for you everywhere!"

"Well. Im here and look. Im fine so...fuck off!"
I shouted waving my hand to her. I don't want to leave. It was a party. A literal party. I just wanted to have fun. It's not my fault if she had a problem with it.
"I'll come home when im ready."

Mum growled at me. Getting off her bike, grabbing me by my ear.

"I said no. How ' bout that. 'm taking yew home, and yew're going to bed."

"Ow. Ow. Ow. OUCH! MUM YEW'RE HURTING MEH!"
I struggled, pulling away from her grip. Managing to slip away I shove her onto the ground.
"I said I'd come home when 'm reddeh!"

I stamped my foot going back to the house while music blared from their speakers.

"Sirus Rosemary Niccals yew ge' yewr arse back here right NOW!"
I stopped. Annoyed that she dare called me by that name. But I wasn't going to stop right now. I knew she was angry but what good would her lecturing do? Her expectations for me were low anyways.
"Take one more step an' yew're grounded for a month!"

"A month?"
A snorted with a bit of laughter.
"Wot are yew gonna take from me? My games? Yew got those. My tv privileges? Yew got those too. Yew also took away my door. Wot are yew gonna ground meh from? NOTHIN'! Yew've got nothin' to take from meh old lady."

"Sirus, I brought yew into this world DON' FHINK I CANT TAKE YEW OUT!"

"Then do it! Take me ou' of this miserable fuckin' world then!"
I yelled back. Taking a swig. Standing meters from her. She said nothing leaving a smug look on my face.
"Tha's wot I thought."

Going back to the house I slumped on the sofa, angry I finished the rest of the bottle, feeling a bit queezy. But the pain felt good. It felt soooo fucking good. Not a care in the world.

"Oy Sia. Some crazy bitch is yellin' for yew in the front garden. Kinda putting a damper on this party babes."
Amy crossed her arms looking at me. She didn't seem disappointed tho. She seemed kinda impressed.
"Yew don't give a fuck do you?"

"NNNNope."
I giggled looking at her as i slouched on the sofa. Feeling more sick and dizzy.
"I'm gonna chill here for a bit."

"Alright but yew're gonna miss out."

"Miss out? On what? Yew got more weed?"

Amy laughs holding a plastic bag of what looked like dried fruit. Shaking it infront of me.

"Even better love. But I'll tell you what. I'll give yew one and let yew chill right here alright. We'll take care of the rest."
Reaching out excitedly I got up. Interested in what she had.

"Oooh! Gimme gimme!"
Reaching into the bag I pulled out two of them. They smelled a bit funny but I ate them anyways. I had eatables before and always liked those more than smoking. Less burn. They were... Salty, and bitter and also...spicy...in a way. kinda gross. My mouth tingles at the feeling as whatever I just ate grew hotter and hotter, like a pepper of some sort.
"What the fuck did yew give me Amy?"