Chapter 10

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June 7th, 2003
You know, I always wonder, what will I be when I grow up? I never saw myself as a mother to be honest. I don't know how I'll treat it, you know? What would I do after graduation? I don't want to end up like Fran, I think no one does. Nor my parents.

I look to the other side of my bed and Aubrey's gone. I was going to cook her breakfast, guess not. I get up and stretch then go take a shower.

After taking shower, 10:40 am
I changed into my clothes and did my hair. Even though I wasn't going to school today I still wanted to look nice. All I was going to be with Fran to make sure she was getting her pills, really nothing else. But I do kind of want to check on Sunny. Literally no one's at home with him! His Mom has been gone for who knows what. No one else visits him, takes care of him, heck even see if he's starving or not. Okay, I'll go to his house. So I grabbed my phone, wired earbuds, ipod, keys, wallet and purse. Put my shoes on and head to his house. He opened the door and I went in.

"Did you eat?" I ask Sunny. He nods no, and I assume he's hungry so I go to the kitchen to make something.
"Sunny, you have to eat something. This is why I brought you groceries." I say
"I'm sorry.." I whisper.
"If you're pissed then why even bother taking care of me?" He asks.
"Because-" I cut myself off, ".. I'm not pissed. Just let me cook something for you." I say and I make him pancakes while he goes back to his room. While I was cooking, my phone rang.
"Hello?" I answered the phone
"Y/N!"
"Fran?"
"Okay so I got here earlier than expected, I'm outside your house."
"SHIT!" I look outside Sunny's window.
"Uhh, kinda busy here .."
"Busy doing what?"
"Why couldn't you just be here to pick me up at the time we agreed at??" I said, still cooking Sunny's breakfast.
"Well you're in your house, right?" She asked
"No! I'm cooking breakfast for someone..." I said as I felt someone, or something behind me.
"Why do you sound nervous now?"
"Just- just wait out there."
"Fine by me." I hang up and continue to cook

After cooking
I put his pancakes onto a plate, grab the butter and a butter knife and go to his door.
"Sunny, you're breakfast is ready! Can't stay any longer, bye!" I run carefully downstairs and then run out the door.
"Oh so that's where you were!" Fran laughs. But on my way out I saw a blonde boy with a flower pin in his hair watch in shock as I exited out of Sunny's house. And then continued to look at me when I got into Fran's car and then looked back to Sunny's house. Creep maybe?

"Are you hungry or something?" Fran asks.
"Surprisingly yes, didn't have breakfast."
"Can you pay?"
"Yes, I'm loaded." As that, me and Fran went to a diner for breakfast and the bill was... quite expensive for 2 people. Didn't make sense, never going back there. Fran....threw up on the waiter and cleaned herself in the bathroom.

"Ughhhh I think I got somewhat food poisoning."
"Well we're almost to the pharmacy, you'll get the pills in no time." I say as Fran groans. Bored and curious I went to see what was in her glove compartment.
"Wait, you have heroin?" I grab it
"Yeah, you want it?"
"Sure..why not." Y/N, this is a big moment for you, you can either burn it, use it or sell it. I put it in my purse and think...I think I'll sell it. I'll get some really good ass money.

We arrive at the the pharmacy and I buy her a lot of those pills. I buy her water and she takes 2 tablets.
"There are side effects, so don't blame me if something goes wrong with your body. It's best if you rest after this." I say
"So is there any hot guys around my age in your neighborhood?" Fran asks as she drives
"Um.... I don't know I'll have to see. No hook ups though, Fran."
"Don't remind meee."

As stuck in traffic, Fran grumbles while I get a phone call. It's from my grandma.
"Hey Grandma."
"Y/N we have to talk."
"Yeah?"
"Y/N- your Dad died."
"I-"
"We're going to his funeral, we're coming back tomorrow. His funeral is in Chicago." She hangs up
"Wow.." I whisper.
"What happened?" Fran asked.
"So, my Dad died." I say
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah." I shrug, I didn't expect that.

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