I love you. (Boreo)

9

Theo POV:

We get to the playground and I explain everything to Boris. "I think I have something that will distract from all this." He says to me. "What is it?" I reply. He hands me some sort of Drug I haven't used before. "Trust me Potter. You will have the night of your life." He says to me as he puts the drug under his tongue. I take it because Boris is usually right about the drugs taking things off my mind.

We start walking back to my place and we just talk. I don't know what we were talking about. I was too high to remember anything. As I walk through the door laughing about something Boris said, I'm greeted at the door with Xandra crying. "Your father was in an accident... he was heading south. As if he was trying to get away." Xandra says to me. "Right. So when will he be back?" I ask. "No Theo. You don't understand. Your father is dead. He's gone. He's gone. He's gone!" She wails. I start to giggle and walk around the kitchen to look for a snack. Xandra starts to yell at me. "WHAT YOU CAN'T CRY? YOUR OWNER FATHER IS DEAD. YOUR FATHER!" Boris starts laughing as well until me and him are both crying of laughter. Xandra's friends come to comfort her. Boris whispers to me "the black haired chick is hot." I just agree.

*I'm super lazy so let's just skip to the part where Theo is packing his things*
(I might put it in later if I can be bothered.)

"Where are you going?" Boris asks. "New York. I can't stay here any longer. She'll put me in a home!" I reply. "She's upset right now Potter. I feel bad!" I think about it for a second. I know she is upset but as I'm searching for money in her  drawers I see my mother's earring. "Don't." I say back. I grab the painting from behind by bed and place it in my duffel bag. "What about Popchyk?" Boris asks. I put Popchyk in the duffel bag as-well. I rush downstairs as fast as I can so Xandra doesn't have the time to stop me and ask where I'm going.