Attention What If

Chapter 20

POV: Darleen

When I unlock the door the lights are off and the house is quiet. Ace runs up to me in excitement, I smile and pet him. The Countess and Cloud meow in grumpiness, they want food. Where is Skylar?

She's been acting off for the past few days now. Ever since I told her how I feel I haven't seen her around.

With a heavy sigh, I walk inside and shut the door behind me.

That's when I hear laughing.

I pause and listen.

"Shut up," I hear Skylar's laugh.

I scrunch my brows together and walk to her room which is shut, the cats beg to get in.

I listen.

"I'm just saying," Vida says.

Ugh, her again.

What's that smell? Smells like a skunk died in here or something.

"Skylar?" I knock on the door.

They go quiet.

"I'm coming in," I call.

"Just a second!" I hear rustling around.

I open the door and see her and Vida acting causal on the bed, but the room sticks. Weed. The window is open. The cats run in, ready for food.

"Um, did you smoke in here?" I cough.

Neither of them says anything.

Skylar's eyes are red and watery, she's high as a kite right now. I'd know that look anywhere. Vida is just as high as she is.

"Hello? Anyone home?" I ask.

"Don't be a party pooper, the smell will fade," Vida speaks up.

"You do realize this is my house, right?" I narrow my eyes at her.

Vida rolls her eyes.

"Don't be mad Darleen, it was just a little bit," Skylar says.

"I didn't know you did that stuff," I say.

"I don't, this was my first time actually."

"Oh."

"Anyways, can we help you with something?" Vida asks.

"I called you on my break," I say to Skylar.

"She was busy," Vida pulls Skylar into her arms.

I clench my jaw.

"The cats are hungry," I say.

"Oh shit, right," Skylar gets up to feed them.

"I want you out of my house," I say to Vida.

"She can't leave, she's high. Don't make her drive high." Skylar says.

"Yeah Snorleen. Boring Darleen, always ruining the fun." Vida lays out on the bed. "But at least you'll be gone soon." She reminds me.

"I'm sorry, I guess I lost track of time. We'll put it up. Promise." Skylar pushes me back out of the room.

"Skylar, what's going on? This isn't like you." I say.

"We'll talk later," she pushes me out and shuts the door in my face.

I sigh.

I guess that's a no on Christmas decorations. I bought some stuff to decorate the house with, I was going to get Skylar to help me. Make a thing out of it. But I guess she's busy. With her. Ugh.