"Yeah I like drugs, his names Sam." Sara said looking at Maddie. She smiled at me, "Why him?" "Because, I can light a joint, roll a cigarette, or smoke pot any day. But it's not everyday when someone like him comes into your life"
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Sara's POV: "I like this one." Johnson said pointing at the house. I looked at him. "I do too." I said, Sam and Gilinsky nodded. "I like it too." Maddie said butting in even though she had her own place. "I don't know guys. I'm still 17." I said, "I'm buying the Goddamn house." Johnson said going to find the person that had paper work. "I call the biggest room!" I shouted running up the stairs and to the master bedroom.
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(What's the house looks like.)
I sat on the floor just staring at the room trying to figure out how I would decorate it. I felt someone sit next to me. "It's officially ours." Sam said. I nodded. I really didn't feel like talking. This was overwhelming. "So where's your room?" I asked. "Right next to your's then Jack and Jack are across the hall."
4 months later
Hauling the last box into my bedroom it was time for me to start unpacking. The boys were in the process of putting my bed together. I walked over to my closet and started putting clothing of the hangers. As my arm moved up and down my sleeve kept moving up showing my scared arms. I knew someone was staring at me. I could feel it.
After finishing my room. It looked like this.
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I was officially 18 today and man it felt good. I walked downstairs to see the boys sitting on the couch watching tv. I sat down next to them. "So how's everything." I asked. "Well G and I are going on tour soon." Johnson said, "Like how soon?" I said, "We leave in two days." He said. I groan "Thanks for the two-day advantage." I said getting up and walking outside opening my car door and pulling out my pack of cigarettes. I sat on the ground putting the death stick in between my lips and pulled out my lighter. I watched carefully as it lit up then I put my lighter away taking a breath in. Now it's just gonna be me and Sam in the house. After I finished my cigarette I walked back inside and upstairs to my room. Now that I realized. When I don't have school or in not partying in really lazy. I turned on my tv and put on Netflix.
I woke up to knocking on my door. "Come in." I mumbled, Sam walked in and sat on my bed. "I'm extremely bored." He said leaning back. I moved my legs and laid my head down on my pillow. "Well I was sleeping so I wasn't bored. But someone interrupted that." I said. He grunted then sat up, "Wanna go to a party?" He asked. "Sure. It's only Saturday, so we can get as high and wasted as we want." I said getting up and walking over to my closet. I pulled out some skinny jeans, a white shirt, and a flannel. Sam just sat up and smirked at me. "Ok get out." I said, "No I think I'm just gonna stay in here." He said licking his lips. "Get the fuck out before I chop off your friend and shove it down your throat." I said, he jumped up sprinting out of the room and yelled "Not my best friend!" I laughed then shut my door and got dressed.
We arrived at the party and I had Sam give me his keys so I could bring him home. I don't feel like drinking or smoking tonight. I watched Sam run to the liquor table like a little kid. I just sat on the stair steps. Pulling out my phone I was just going threw social media when someone tapped me on the shoulder. "Um excuse me." He said, I looked up at him. He had long curly brown hair. "Oh sorry I said getting off the steps and moving. He walked passed and I watched as he walked away. It was another night where I just needed to get thoughts out of my head but I didn't feel like getting drunk. I had no other possible way to get my feelings out. I walked outside and sat down leaning up against my car. Soon enough someone came and sat next to me. "I feel like I can't party anymore. It was lame." Sam said next to me. I looked over at him then back at the attention back to the house. "Fuck my life." I said leaning my head against the door of my car. "Why?" Sam said, "Because I have nothing to live for. All I do is sit around on my lazy ass waiting for school to end just so I can lay in bed 24/7 and I have absolutely no talent." I said, it was silent between us. "Sara are you ok?" He said, "Fuck no! If I was ok would I be saying things to a guy that I showed up completely drunk on his door step!" I exclaimed getting up opening the drivers door. "Get in the car. I'm going home." I said slamming my door shut and buckling my seatbelt. Tears were stinging my face and eyes as I tried to fight them off. "I'm sorry Sara." He said, "Don't call me Sara." I snapped. "W-why?" He said, "Because it's not my real name." I said.
I laid in bed until Sunday night, Johnson and Gilinsky left in two hours for the airport and I was supposed to bring them. I made my downstairs grabbing a random pack of cigarettes off of the counter and walking outside. I lit the small paper wrapped tobacco that was sold in stores and started smoking it. "I would say smoking's bad for you but then I'd be a hypocrite." Sam said holding his hand out. I set a cigarette in his hand along with the lighter. He did the exact same thing I did with mine. Holding it between my pointer and middle finger I looked up at him. "I don't know what I'm going to do." I said then quickly looked away. "That was a really odd statement. But I need you to explain to me on what you mean?" Sam asked. I shrugged flicking the bud of my cigarette and stepping on it then throwing the rest away before walking in leaving Sam all by himself outside.
Sammy's POV: I finished my cigarette then walked inside to find the Jacks' waiting for us. I quickly ran upstairs putting on a different shirt and cologne then grabbed my car keys and ran downstairs "Ok assholes let's drop you off at paradise." I said walking out of the front door.
The car ride back was silent. Sara sat in the passenger seat staring out the window or checking her phone. I put the car in park then shut it off and pull the keys out of the ignition. I saw that Sara was already half way to the door. I groaned know she was going through a lot and wished I spent more time with my sister to figure out how to help her. But she's tough. She can get through this huge pothole in the shitty road that was named life. Because don't we all get stuck in a huge ass pothole once in a while??
A/N I hope you enjoyed this chapter so far. If you guys are ever feeling lonely dm me. We'll talk.
