Chapter 112: grown apart

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The euphoria about being allowed to smoke is short-lived. The 'weed' I'm allowed to smoke is just the legal cbd shit because 'all the positive effects you said you need it for is in the cbd'.

I was still ecstatic for a moment, thinking I could still smoke and no one would bet an eye when the test shows positive until I realize that drug tests test for thc. So I can't just smoke as much as I want without them realizing.

"Aw. Did you really think you can get high all you want?" Caleb teases me.

"Fuck off!" I shout and throw my pillow at him. He leaves my room, giggling as the pillow hits the wall, ripping down pictures from the wall.

I feel so horrible. It's not normal. I clutch my stomach as I roll over in my bed. I'm sweating, I feel nauseous and I slept for one hour so far. I feel like I have a fever.

CBD. How dare they call it weed? Fucking liars. I don't wanna feel like this anymore. Fuck. This is the worst hangover I've ever experienced. And I'm not even halfway through it.

I regret not flushing the pills because the craving is out of this world. Fuck. Just a tiny little pill could fix all the pain I feel.

I groan and turn my pillow to the cold side. Burying my face in it. I feel like shit. It feels like I drank two liters of hard alcohol yesterday. That's exactly how it feels. Fuck. And the headache. Ugh.

I roll over to the other side when I see my phone screen light up with an incoming call. I sit up as I read Kevin's name.

I hesitantly pick up. "Hello?"

"Yo! Sammy! Long time no see. Uhm, no hear." He says.

"Uh hey." I say.

"Oh wow. You sound so euphoric to hear me." He says.

"Yeah. Uhm. You haven't really replied to my messages for weeks." I point out.

He sighs. "Yeah. I was super stressed. Sorry. School is a bitch."

He doesn't sound sorry, he sounds annoyed.

"Sure. Just school or Sandra?" I ask him. "Uhm, I mean that she distracted you, not that she's a bitch." I clarify.

I can hear him snicker. "Maybe also that." He admits. "The distraction part, not the bitch part."

I don't know if I wanna be mad at him. I know I should be mad that he ignored me when I actually needed support, but I just feel happy to hear his voice.

"Did you finally leave the virginity club?" I ask him.

"Fuck off. You know I had sex with Jessica." He claims.

"Sure. Tell yourself that." I say, chuckling.

"Shut up. I was younger than you were when you lost your virginity." He points out.

"Sure thing. Was it good?" I ask him. "I mean with Sandra?"

"We haven't slept with each other yet." He admits. "But we did a few other things and that was awesome." He tells me.

"Sounds sick." I comment.

"Yeah. I spend every day with her. I can't get enough. You really gotta meet her some day." He says.

"Yes! Definitely." I assure him.

Kevin tells me about his dates with her. Honestly? It's fucking lame, they just go out to either eat or bowling, but I'm happy for him.

"What happened on your end? Are you sick or something? You're constantly tossing around and groaning." He says.

"Uhm. Yeah. I've got a stomach ache." I tell him.

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