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Chapter 8

"Do you want to start?" Cain asks. We were under the bleachers after today's last class which was Wednesday. We brought whiskey, a pack of cigarettes, a lighter and a bag of pot.

"You start first?"

"OK well... I became emo as long as I was a teenager."

"Did something happen?"

"Why do you assume something happened to me just because I'm emo? That maybe I just want to be emo?"

"Cain we had deal?"

"OK. Jeez," he inhaled his cigarette and exhaled it through his nose, "my father is a druggy. He went to jail when I was 8. I had my first cigarette when I was 11."

"What about your mom?"

"She is clean if that's what you meant?"

"Oh that's good. Is your dad out of jail?"

"Yeah he is but we have a restraining order on him till he gets better."

"When was the last time you saw him?"

"Eight."

"Is he in a rehab?"

He shook his head while smoking his cigarette.

"Must be difficult?"

Cain shrugs, "So...what's up with you now?"

I face the ground. I never felt like talking about it. And when I'm done I might regret it? I drink some of the whiskey before I begin, "Every one I cared about disappeared before my eyes."

"They all died?"

"Just my dad; my older brother went to the Navy and my mother works now on a cruise. Since they left me I learned to stop trusting."

"How did your dad die?"

"He drowned at sea," I couldn't tell him the truth.

"Must be hard?"

I shrug like he did and smoke my cigarette.

Cain takes something out of his pocket. It was the bag of green stuff, "Let's light this bad boy."

I agreed.

"Do you know how to smoke this?"

"Teach me?"

He got out a tiny piece of paper. Unzipping the bag Cain puts a few pinches of the weed on the piece of paper then rolls it up and with his lighter; lits it up first and puts it in his mouth and then let the smoke out through his mouth, "Here?" he hands it to me, "puff on it?"

I take it in my mouth and Cain lights it. He told me to inhale it while he burned it. I exhaled. It was not bad. I smoke my cigarette. "Lets do this more often?" I handed the but to him.

He puffed it and then a few seconds later he puffed his cigarette, "Sure thing."

We were a little drunk this time but not enough to pass out so we went back to the building. Inside somebody ran towards me it was Alex. Why?  Before he told me why he was running towards me; he looked at Cain, "Long time there."

"Yup," he looked back at me, "I'm gonna go back to the room." He walked away. I should follow but Alex wanted to tell me something?

"I was looking all over for you? Anyways your uncle is here?"

What my uncle? "What does he want?"

"He wants go to dinner with you."

Alex led me to where he is. Which was in the TV room, "What are doing here?"