Just Friends

I'm Scared Jesse...

I stared at the clock on the wall. I wasn't going to school. Forget that shit.

"Rae?" Jesse knocked on the door of his own flat. He'd gone out to get some food, but the fact he hadn't come home for a whole day just pissed me off. He was probably with her. I grumbled and walked up to the door, my arms crossed over my chest.

"Yeah?" I spat at the door, I knew I loved him. My bestfriend. But that's all we'd ever be.

"Lemme in." I shook my head, forgetting the thick piece of wood between us.

"Where have you been? A whole night, and you only turn up now?" I leaned on the door, I didn't even know what to do.

"I've been with some friends. I got the food and shit coming back. I text you." I made a sarcastic laugh looking through my messages.

"No you didn't! I didn't hear fuck all from you!" I shouted at the door.

"Shit..." he mumbled on the other side, more to himself. "I must have sent it to the wrong person. I'm sorry Rae." He twisted the door handle. "Let me in. It's my flat." I sighed and unlocked the door, opening it wide and leaving it open to go into the bedroom. I heard him shut the door behind him. A naturally black haired Jesse walking in with a small plastic bag in his right hand.

"So you did dye it-" I stopped, my eyes widening and his smile dropping from his face. "Have you been smoking?!" I said angrily, taking to my feet and pulling his coat to me, his leather jacket even stunk of smoke. It wasn't even the usual smoky smell. "What have you been doing Jesse?" I looked him in the eyes and coughed slightly from the stench on his clothes. He looked away from me and dropped the bag from his hand to rub the back of his neck.

"I just met up with some old friends, I swear... It's nothing." Nothing? He stunk of something and looked like he'd been up all night.

"Tell me!" I shouted at him.

"No! Rae, you're not my girlfriend, you don't tell me what to do!" I snapped my mouth shut and stepped back. He pulled a bottle of some strong vodka out of the bag and snapped the top off, taking a big swig. His face scrunched up at the bitter taste.

"Jesse.." I mumbled, he was drinking again? I thought he'd given this up? He was a college student... He wasn't old enough for this shit! How did he even get a hold of it? I guess he did look 18... But still!

"What? Yeah, I'm stressed." I slapped him across the face as he took another swig from the bottle.

"You gave this up!" I cried at him.

"Well I'm starting again alright bitch?" He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and stumbled into the kitchen. He slammed the vodka bottle down causing some of the liquid to spurt out. He took off the leather jacket and went into the bathroom, slamming the door shut. I jumped as the sound echoed through the flat. I crept towards the kitchen, and searched the pockets of his jacket. I had to know what was happening to my bestfriend. Else I might end up loosing him. I pulled out some receipts for alcohol and finally my fingers stumbled upon a plastic packet. I checked behind me and pulled it out. It was some tobacco and roll ups. So he was smoking! as I pulled the back out to hold it up, something else dropped from the bag. I dumped the packet on the table and reached down to pick up a clear plastic bag, with some sort of green coloured stuff. 'Stuff', was all I could label it as. I guessed it was some sort of drug. I prayed it wasn't something illegal.

"Whats...?" I began. eyeing up the bag, but holding it a good arms length from me.

"Weed." I jumped and dropped the bag on the table as Jesse came up behind me, rubbing his eyes.