Eighteen

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Jordan

I get ripped out of my thoughts when Tom stops the car again

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I get ripped out of my thoughts when Tom stops the car again. We're back at the party. I look at him with a mix of confusion and curiosity. "I didn't think you'd want to go home already." Tom says. "Oh..." I mumble. "I can drive you home if you want to." "No, it's okay." I say and smile at him. "Well then." He smiles back at me and opens his car door to get out. I do the same and we walk back inside, after Tom locked his car.
"You're back already?" John asks as he spots us walking in. "Do you always wait at the door?" I ask. "No... I was walking by. Besides it's my house." I sigh, "Hey John, do you know if Maria and Tracy are still here?" "I don't know but I think I saw them earlier." With an annoyed expression I look at Tom. "Calm down, doll. They won't get to you, right John?" "Whatever."

The sun set completely by now and it's staring to get colder. Tom and John are off somewhere and talk. I really want to know what they're always talking about, somehow I feel like I should know. So I started to look for them. I first walked outside in the backyard, but no Tom or John. Then I went inside and searched the first floor. I found them in the upstairs living room. "What are you doing here, doll?" "I don't know... But I just can't get my mind off what you two talk about. I really want to know.." Tom and John glance between each other and then look at me. "Alright, sit down my love." That.. was easy. I sit down next to Tom and they both stare at me. "Jordan you can't tell anyone." John says, "No one." "I have no one to tell, if you haven't noticed." I answer. "So, Tom and I were deducted two thousand dollars. We found the guys who did that and now we want to pay them back. But we don't know how." "Two thousand dollars?" "Yes." "How did that happen anyway?" "Drug business isn't a piece of cake, Jordan." Absolutely shocked I look at Tom, who looks at the floor. "So... You two deal with drugs?" "We deliver them. We don't deal." John says. "That's kind of the same thing.." I can't believe it... Tom is dealing with drugs... Wouldn't have guessed that.

John left after a bit of talking with me. Tom still looks at the floor. "You don't view me differently now, do you?" Tom says quietly. I wrap my arm around his shoulder, "No... I don't." "For real? Like.. are you sure?" "Yes love, I'm sure."

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