My Bully Loves Me?

Chapter 16: Again

Debby's POV
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Stacy falls on the floor crying. All her emotions she has been holding this half an hour we have been searching for him has totally exploded. She sobs and sobs and sobs. Sammy looks more confused than anything.

John's face is full of horror and regret. The room is full of smoke, I wonder why the smoke detector has gone off. I look at the floor and there is without batteries.

John looks at me with deep sorrow. He smokes weed? He smokes weed. What the hell? He doesn't seem like he does. He never even looked at a cigaret when we were dating.

How am I acting? Well, I don't even know. My face is full of tears, I know because I feel the wetness under my eyes. I'm angry yet worried and disappointed. I'm comforting Stacy but I have the need to go up to John and yell at him just like he yelled at me. Yet, I feel like going up to him and asking why he does this and have him explain and us make our relationship work out and everything to be fine. But that won't happen.

"Why are you smoking?" Sammy asks confused.

"I... I... Don't know." John looks upset and looks down at the floor.

"I thought you were done with this shit! " Stacy yells while crying on the floor.

"I... I'm sorry. I just... I'm stupid." He lifts his gaze up and looks at me.

"Why?" My voice squeaks out.

"I'm sorry Debby." His voice is soft.

"Your better than this John. Why?" I say as kind as possible. I stand up from the ground and walk closer to him.

"I'll explain. I need to explain. A lot." He smugly smiles.

"Here. I'm done with it." He says and hands Stacy a small bag of weed and a pack of cigarets.

"John... You better not do this! Ever again! You could have gotten addicted again."

Again?

"I know. Take them away from me. Please." He looks broken.

I'm missing out on a lot.

"So where should I begin?" He turns to me.

"Which ever you want to first." I shrug.

"You guys mind? Just wait outside, please." He tells Sammy and Stacy.

"No. You guys go outside, I'm going to try to get this smell out of here. Sammy will stay here with me." Stacy wipes her tears on her arm.

John and I walk out of the theater room and start walking up the stairs and go into his backyard. We sit on the bench where he admitted some feelings for the first time.

"I'm sorry." He sits down..

"For what?" I take a seat

"Everything. I'm sorry I played pranks, I'm sorry I hurt you. I never meant to hurt your feelings. All I ever wanted was for you to know I exist. I really do care about you Debby. I really do. You have no idea how shitty I have felt all these days without you. I didn't even make an effort to look good or anything. This was all I wore..." He gestures to his black basketball shorts and white v-neck.

"Well that make two of us." I smile pointing to my black basketball shorts and purple v-neck.

He relaxes a bit when I smile, but he still seems very tensed.

"You look way better than I do." He smiles back a bit. "I want you to know that I'm so sorry for what happened on your birthday. I'm so so sorry." He lowers his head.