Lifes worth living with you, even if the drugs make it shorter

Five

Me, Bill and Ben got to the statue, Richie wasn't there yet but Stan was, he was sat on a bench, holding his bag close to him. He only looked up once we were standing in front of him.

"Oh hey Eddie, Bill, Ben" he nodded at them and gave me a little wave "I know them already, Ben from Beverly obviously so we've hung out a few times and Bill, you're in my English class right?"

"Yeah I am, Ben got us beer and I got weed from belch Huggins" me and Ben looked at each other when Bill spoke, he was stuttering, he hadn't don't that since like ninth grade, well not as much as he did in that one sentence.
Stan just nodded and told us he had just had mixers and that he didn't know where Beverly and Richie where but they're never on time.

Richie eventually showed up half an hour late with Beverly, cigarette in hand, they came with a bag of something (we latter found out it was cocaine), rolling papers, a little envelope of tobacco, a crate of cider and three bottles of vodka.

"How the fuck did you get and afford all that" I ask, amazed. Stan didn't seem surprised neither did Ben.

"Easy when your with her, steal the shit from the shelves and Beverly over here gets the behind the counter stuff" she nods and walks over to Ben and offers him a tab.

"So are we going now or are we just going to stand here like a bunch of spare pricks" Stan mumbled taking one of the vodka bottles from Richie's backpack.

"We're going Stan the man, onward" Richie chanted putting his arm around Stan's shoulder.
Stan rolled his eyes and walked away from Richie, Bill speeding up his pace to walk some what close to him.

"Hey Rich, are you sure no one owns the barn or wherever you're taking us" Ben asked holding Beverly's hand, a can of Heineken in the other.

"Don't know, it looks empty"
Brilliant
"So there's a chance of it not being totally abandoned"
Well isn't that fucking amazing.

"Well done Richie your gonna get us shot" Stan mumbled making Bill laugh
He's so in love with him it's honestly painful to watch but he's adamant he isn't gay. I think otherwise.

I take the vodka from Stan and start drinking it "straight vodka, not very classy Ed's" Richie laughs nudging my shoulder.

"One, don't call me Ed's we've been through this and two, we're about to get pissed in a barn, there's nothing classy about that" I reply

"Kids got a point" Beverly says taking the bottle from me, Richie nods in agreement

As we walk Ben holds Beverly's hand,Bill gets gradually closer to Stan and Richie tells me how his dad is out of town for a few days so he has free reign in the house because his mom does night shift at the hospital.

It was only around 11pm and Bill and Beverly where completely out of it, Ben was handling it surprisingly well although I could not say the same Stan. Me and Richie had snuck off to a random corner away from everyone to talk.
By this point everything Richie brought was basically gone and surprisingly two of us had fell asleep, Richie was trying to get me to try one of his cigs, I say they were his but he took the box from Beverly's jacket pocket about an hour ago.
"I'm not smoking a cigarette Rich, they're dirty" I told him pushing his hand away.

"So you can have nicknames but I can't, well that's not fair is it? and so many of the things you've done in the past hour alone are way dirtier than a pathetic tab" he may be stoned but still he's got a point. He can't know that though.
Because I couldn't think of a good answer I just walked back over to the rest of them, Richie followed along behind me, Stanley was sitting up against the wall asleep with Bill leaning against him.
Ben had drank the last of the beer and Beverly was looking through her pockets to try find her cigarettes, that Richie had.

The door opened to the barn making Bill and Stan jump awake and all our heads turned to see what it was.
"Well fucking done Richie this place isn't abandoned" I said with gritted teeth turning to him. He just stared at the open door.

"Hey! what the hell are you doing in here?" someone shouted walking closer.
Non of us answered, we were all too scared.

"I won't ask again, who are you and what are you doing on my property" the voice shouted again, shining a flash light over to where we were.

"Mike?" Stan said looking away from Bill

"Stanley Uris, jeez it's been forever but what are you doing in here? it's reeks of puke and weed" Mike questioned.

"Yeah that dickhead told us this place was abandoned" He pointed at Richie who was still blankly staring at the doors.

"Not abandoned just not used a lot and not to ruin the fun but you guys are gonna have to leave, my grandpa will freak the fuck out if he finds out about this" Mike looked around, most of us nodded not actually aware of what we were  agreeing to.

Mike stayed and helped us clean up and also helped Stan with Bill, Stan had serious heart eyes over Bill but Bill had them for Beverly, he'd never tell anyone though. I do not feel like being updated on all the love triangle drama right now, not with Richie constantly obsessing over me.

Mike seems cool, he's home schooled so we wouldn't see him often but I guess he's part of the group now, I don't know? he knows Stan or something like that. He said he doesn't care that much about using the barn but to make sure to clean up the tab ends and bottles. Shit like that.

Me and Rich were standing outside to get some air, he was smoking and was still trying to convince me to try it.
"I'm not smoking it, I'm not getting lung cancer"

"But you'll basically over dose yourself just to get high for an hour, that's not healthy either you know" Richie said looking over to me.

"Fuck off, I know what I'm doing, anyways you don't get a say in how I live my life" I walked away, back inside to Bill and Ben telling them I was going home, I wasn't actually going home I'd walk round all night because my mum thinks I'm at Bill's house. She's not very fond of Bill, she says he's wrong in the head.

I really hate night times, the dark, the noises, I always feel like there's something watching me, following me. Passed every alley or drain or dark corner something is there but that's probably the pills talking.