The Speech

Chapter 24

Jackie's POV

       By 10am I finally give in to my growling stomach and get up to make breakfast. I decide on eggs, bacon, and biscuits all smothered in gravy. The breakfast of champions. I crack the eggs into a bowl while the bacon is frying and start looking around the kitchen for a whisk.
"I thought Dylan took you home?" I'm startled by the sound of Avery's voice and I whip around to face her.
"Yeah, well he was going to, but I was so drunk that I couldn't make it out the door so... I just slept on the couch." I tell her.
"Where can I find a whisk?" I ask her, giving up my search.
"Right hand drawer on the island." She tells me. When I open it two pez heads come flying to the front. Darth Vader, the one from last time, and Pinocchio, a new one... I stare at it quietly and though I want to pull it out and open it, Avery will see. I push them far back into the drawer and grab the whisk. Suddenly I'm not very I'm not very hungry anymore.
"How are you feeling?" I ask her, trying to distract myself.
"Confused." She admits with a sigh. I pour the unmixed eggs into the pan. You forgot to whisk them.
"Do you want to break up with Jayden?" I continue questioning.
"I don't know. I guess I should." She says unsure.
"You guess?" I push.
"It's just... We have history. We have time. He's the first guy I've ever loved. It's gotta count for something." She tells me.
"Firsts are hardly ever the last." I respond. Your eggs are burning.
"Your eggs are burning." She says and I turn off the burner.
"I wasn't hungry anymore anyways." I state and throw the eggs away.
"Well I am." She says, and takes the pan from me, cleaning it off.
"Can you see if Dylan wants any?" She asks me.
"Sure." I answer.
"And where did you put the whisk?" She questions. With her back towards me I quickly grab the pez dispenser and put it in my pocket, then grab the whisk.
"Right here." I tell her, setting it down next to the sink.

     I run up the stairs and lock myself in the bathroom. Very slowly I take the pez head out of my pocket and set it on the sink, staring at it. It could have nothing in it. It could just be weed. It could be empty and pointless. But he texted Pez at 3am. Why would he do that just for weed? And he was up until 6am? Why? Fuck it, I'm looking. I snatch off the counter and open it up to find a bag of coke inside. Just as fast I opened it, I shut it. I pace the bathroom floor for what feels like hours before I shove it back in my pocket and walk down to Dylan's room. When I step inside the first thing I hear is him throwing up in his bathroom. The door is cracked up and I lightly knock before stepping in.
"You okay?" I ask. My hand is shaking and I try to hide it by crossing my arms. He leans against the wall, his arms draped over his knees.
"Yeah, I just had a bit more to drink last night than I realized." He says. His bloodshot eyes are fixated on me and suddenly I'm scared he can see through my Jean pockets.
"Avery's making breakfast, do you want any?" I ask him, backing up to the doorway. He runs a hand over his hair.
"Yeah, sure. I'll be down in a minute." He says and gives me a Franco style smile. I nod and turn to leave, catching my elbow on the door frame.

Dylans POV

      I couldn't sleep after what Jackie said. She passed out shortly after and I put her under the covers. I sat with her for a while just in case she got sick, but she seemed sound asleep. I regretted letting May get away with my stash at the party. I wanted to forget about what Jackie had told me and focus on something else, anything else. And it's not like I could sleep. So I texted Pez around 2am and finally closing in on 3am he responded. He gave me a Pinocchio Pez dispenser this time. And though he won't say why he chose it, I have a feeling it's because I said last time would be the last time and it wasn't. It's his snide way of calling me a liar, but it's not like I can argue. I did a couple lines and didn't get a nose bleed so that was an improvement. I did however pour all my energy and focus into video games until 6am when Jackie found me and made me stop. Around 10ish I tried to get up and the hangover hit me. I was sent running to the bathroom to puke up my insides.