« am i in your mind? sometimes? »
« i'd lie if i said it was jus' sometimes. »
in which lulu jenson has to handle
a bunch of shit and finds herself
looking for comfort in fezco.
[EUP...
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Eventually, Lulu got super high. And, when she is high, Lulu talks. More than she usually would. Today was no exception.
"Wait, both of your parents?" Elliot asked with wide eyes.
"Yeah," Lulu replied, dragging the word as she lit a cigarette.
"At the same time?"
Lulu chuckled, "Nah... my dad left three years ago."
"Well, shit..." Elliot said, "Do y'know why?"
"He owed money, like a lot," Lulu explained, "I don't know, I guess he freaked out and... he left."
Lulu recalled the bills she was now paying for him and sighed, "And my mom just went crazy. Said she had found him or whatever."
She noticed how Elliot intently listened as she shook her head, "That's fucking bullshit, I don't know where the fuck she is but she ain't with him, that's for sure."
She sighed, suddenly feeling self conscious that she was opening up to a guy she had barely met, "Anyways, let's change subject, I literally spent my morning talking about this with a stupid cop."
Elliot laughed, "Okay, okay... Actually I wanted to ask you something."
"Yeah?"
"How do you do it all?" Elliot asked, "Like this shit, school and, like, movies and stuff?"
Lulu let out a chuckled, "I don't... I'm failing school so hard man, I swear."
"I can't imagine doing all you do," Elliot confessed, "For real."
"I don't really have a choice, y'know," Lulu said with a shrug, "I'm not even doing it right."
"What do you mean?"
"Like... I can't be a mom, a sister, a student and an actress all at once," Lulu replied, "I feel like I'm doing... the bare minimum y'know?"
Elliot nodded as Lulu poured out her thoughts out loud, "Like... on the outside it looks fine. But sometimes I feel like saying fuck to everything."
"Yeah... you fuckin' bet."
The pair looked at each other once more before Lulu chuckled, "It got fuckin' deep, damn. Sorry about that."
"Don't be sorry, I asked."
It felt nice to talk to someone new. Lulu didn't really know how Rue had met him in the first place —and she would make sure to ask, but it was a nice change for her. They had talked about a multitude of things ever since she had walked inside of his house and she never once felt judged by him.
Awhile later, Lulu finally decided to check her phone to notice a missed call and a few texts from Fezco.
"Uh... you wanna stay for dinner?" Elliot asked awkwardly, "We could fix you a plate."
