PSYCHOPATHS [+18] SCREAM

Chapter 14

Amara's POV

All day I was dreading the sleepover, but Tatum had convinced me since I had gone quiet on her and Sid since Billy was accused of murder.

I was angry but I couldn't stay mad forever.

The three of us were all huddled up in my room, I sat on my loveseat with Sidney as she painted my toenails.

Tatum was on the bed leaning over the couch, blowing on the red nails I just painted on her.

"After this, you guys wanna order another pizza?" I ask, blowing on my nails that Sid painted.

"Another one? You know I'm a cheerleader right?" She asked jokingly.

"I'm aware that doesn't mean you starve yourself," I answer.

"I could go for another pizza," Sidney says finishing a final coat. "All done." She says with a smile that doesn't quite reach her eyes.

"You okay Sid?" I ask worried about her. I couldn't hate Sid forever for her mom's sins.

"My dad is still missing, I'm getting really worried." She mutters holding her neck.  Tatum leans down hugging her.

"I think I know what you need," I say leaning my arm over the couch, I pick up a small box and pull out a rolled joint showing it to them.

Tatum claps her hands happily while Sidney looks at me wide-eyed. "I don't know," Sid says scooting away from it.

"I'm not gonna force you, but after all you've been through this is needed." I breathe lighting the joint. Tatum gets up from the bed and sits in from of me and Sidney.

"Okay, fine just once," Sidney says finally giving in. Me and Tatum clap for her making her roll her eyes.

I took two long puffs before passing it to Sidney, she was hesitant at first but took a small puff, then another and another; keeping the smoke in, shocking me and Tatum.

She quickly passed it to Tatum before coughing. We instantly patted her back and rubbed it as she tried to catch her breath.

"Shit, I didn't think you'd do it," Tatum says laughing patting her back as she inhales smoke.

"I didn't think I would either but I've had a week." She said ruffling her hair.

"You and me both," I say taking the joint back from Tatum, as she sits on me and Sidney spreading the blanket over us.

"Why did you start smoking anyway?" Sidney asks wrapping herself more in the blanket.

"Sophomore year, I ended up in a situation," I say breathing out smoke. Tatum speaks up knowing the situation. "Alex's party."

"What happened?" Sid asks confused taking the joint from my hand.

"Steve happened, for months he would ask me out, him and Alex. I felt it was every day I was telling them No... Then came the night of Alex's party, Steve was ranting about something with football, and while he was distracting me Alex drugged my drink."