Sickly Intertwined

Chapter Two:

A/N Grace and Fawn at the party^^

Searching through my closet, I find exactly what I'm looking for. Fawn and I decided not to dress up too much tonight, we're rocking simple looks. Pulling the gray cropped shirt over my head and buttoning my jeans, I look at myself in my full length mirror. Happy with my outfit I sit down at my vanity as Fawn walks in my room looking distressed.

"Can I wear your black shirt like that? I have literally nothing clean right now." she groans as she plops herself face-first onto my bed behind me.

I finish filling my brows and turn to her with an amused smile on my face. "If you would come to the laundry room and do your laundry with me, you would have clean clothes. But yes, you can borrow it. It's in the bottom left drawer." I say turning back around, opening my eye shadow palette and applying a thin layer of pressed glitter on my lids. I hear her opening and closing drawers as she finds the shirt and pulls it on. Suddenly a bottle of vodka is placed on the vanity next to me. I look up at Fawn and smile gratefully as I grab the bottle by the neck.

"Pregaming already?" I take a swig in between my words. "Careful, you know I'm easily peer pressured."
"Then why don't you let me peer pressure you into coming to smoke with me before we leave?" She cocks her head at me with a shit-eating grin.

I finish curling my lashes and decide to let my hair lay all natural tonight. I smile at her in the mirror turning around as I take her hand and pull her out the door. "How could I say no?"

***

Fawn and I are sitting in the living room passing the same bottle of vodka back and forth whilst conversing about random topics when she receives a text from Alex telling her that he's here and waiting for us outside. We grab our phones, and the bottle of course, and walk down the stairs of our complex. We spot his car and my eyes widen slightly, Alex is leaning against a matte black PORSCHE. How does a college student afford a porsche? I can barely afford my rent. I try to keep the surprise off of my face as we walk towards him. He definitely has rich parents. Go Fawn! Make that man your sugar daddy.

"Afternoon ladies." Alex smiles as he opens both the passenger and back seat door for the two of us. If he wasn't Fawn's man, the action alone would have me ready to dick him down. I can't imagine how she's feeling right now. Fawn slides into the front as I slide into the back, taking a large swig as I situate myself in my seat.

He closes both of our doors and walks around the front of his car and hops into the driver's seat as he turns to me grabbing the bottle and taking a swig for himself. Handling the bottle to Fawn, he pulls out a pack of cigarettes handing each of us one, which we both happily accept. He lights his own, passing the lighter around for us to light ours as well. He puts the car in drive and takes off.

Feeling the alcohol start to take over my body and mind, I suddenly feel inclined to ask. "So Alex, are your parents rich or do you sell drugs?" Leaning forward so both of my forearms are resting on the back of his and Fawn's seat.

He seems taken aback by my question, probably not expecting me to ask such a thing. When he doesn't respond I speak again.

"Well I'm only asking because no college student ever has enough money to own a Porsche unless you're a drug dealer or in a gang." Fawn's attention is now on the two of us, obviously she's curious about the answer to my question as well.

Alex looks at me in the rear view mirror and smirks. "My family owns many businesses across the state, generations of wealth are passed down in my family. I've had hundreds of thousands of dollars in my bank account since before I was even thought of."

Fawn and I stare at each other, eyes wide with shock. I don't know what I expected from that question but I definitely did not expect him to say he's filthy rich.