Could It Be You... Or You?

Missing Being Stoned

One Month Later

"Jay I'm so bored..." I said as I stomped down the stairs. I spotted a dozen of blunts on the table. It must be time... bag em and sell em! "Your rolling and you ain't tell me!" I reached for one. He blocked my hand.

"Bri chill... This is my merch I gotta sell this."

"Well can you at least roll me one?"

"No, I already told you that was your last time ever getting high! But I gotta go." He poured most of the blunts into a bag, put them in his jacket and walked out the door.

"Ugh!" I put on some black skinnys, a bright blue cami, a leather jacket and some combat boots. Like a hour later Jay came back and he was high his self! He sat on the couch, I laid my legs across his lap and rested my head on his chest. He wrapped his arms around me, I looked up at him and met his bloodshot eyes. He pecked my lips, Um, okay?

Few Days Later

I've been in the bed all day. I'm tired, can't get up. I'm depressed, don't wanna smile. I don't wanna eat, sleep, talk, text. Jay came in the room and sat on the bed. "You okay? You're usually out of bed at this time..." I sighed. "You don't feel good?" I shook my head no. He kissed my cheek then my neck. I tensed up, this was so uncomfortable. I looked at him with a confused look and he kissed my lips. He leaned in for another one but I put my hand in his chest to stop him. I shook my head no. "Come on bae." I would say something or move but I physically can't. He started rubbing my thighs, he came in between my legs. He kissed my boobs that were showing a little. He kissed my neck and lips. Pleasuring my body by the second. He started to pull up my top.

"Wait? Jay stop." The words slipped from my lips.

"Why?"

"I can't do this!" Anger filled his eyes.

"Get out!"

"Why?!"

"Cause it's my f-cking house! So get the hell out!"

"No! Because I don't open my legs for you you're gonna kick me out!" It was silenced for a second.

"Yup. Get dressed and get out." He put my suitcase in the hallway. I put on some clothes and walked downstairs. I stole (Well I wouldn't say stole. Maybe took or borrow with no give back.) the blunts out the table and slammed the front door behind me.

I walked to the park with my suitcase dragging behind me. I sat on one of the park benches and threw my head back. I blew air out my mouth making my bangs fly. I looked around curiously and spotted my white tote. I grabbed my purple clutch and took out a little grey zip lock bag out. I took out a blunt and held it in my lips. I lit it and sucked deeply. I let the smoke flow from my lips slowly. I stood up, put my tote on my shoulder, grabbed my suitcase and began to walk down the street. I whistled, stuck up my hand and yelled "Taxi!!!"

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Knock Knock Knock

"Hello.. Babe?!" Prince's face lit up, he hugged me tightly and pulled away with his hands still on my hips. I stared blankly at him, I snapped and pointed my fingers at him.

"Hey babe." I stumbled a little.

"Come in babe I'll take your bags up. Sit in the living room."

"Okay." A few minutes later I think I heard Prince telling everyone to come downstairs.

"Bri?!!!!!" They all yelled. I turned around slowly and waved fast.

"Hola." They gave me a massive group hug. We all were hanging out in the game room. They were talking but I didn't hear anything they said. I was staring out the window and I realized Kaylah was talking to me. "Did you guys know the sky is blue?"

"What?! Aubri did you hear what I said?"

"No, what?!"

"Where did you stay back home?"

"Um, where did I stay?" I sat silently and thought for a second.

"Do you not remember?" Roc asked. 

"No, I remember. I'm trying I think of a lie. Cause y'all would really mad knowing the truth... But let's say I stayed a Kaylah's house."

"Um, you couldn't do that Kaylah was here." Roc said.

"Shit, you caught me. I stayed with Jay. You happy you know the tr-"

"Jay?!" They yelled, I rolled on the floor and stared at the ceilings.

"Are you high or something?" Kaylah said. I started hysterically laughing.

"What's so funny?!" Zé said.

"It's funny cause the ironic thing is..." I began to whisper. "I am."

"You am what?!" Ray said.

"Proper way to say it is: You are what?" Prod said.

"I. Am. High. Higher than a kite. No an airplane, no." I sat up and pointed my finger at them. "A spaceship." I laid back down, smiled and then Prince began a rant about something but I really wasn't listening.

"Bri, are you even listening to what I saying?!"

"No, I'm not!" I walked in the kitchen and he followed me. I grabbed some stuff out the cabinet and tried to climb on the counter. He turned me around and sat me on the counter.

"Babe listen to me." I looked at him in his eyes as I stuffed a Cosmic Brownie in my mouth. "I love you, and you shouldn't be doing this."

"Doing what?"

"Smoking or associating with Jay."

"I'm not associating with Jay."

"You said you stayed with him."

"I did but he tried to fuck me and I said no and he told me to leave."

"But your smoking."

"One, no twice. But that's it..."

"Babe please don't do this." He wrapped his arms around me.