Awful Things ☆ LiL PEEP

☆ chapter eleven ☆

"Girls. Girls, make me drink. Girls, make me think. Girls, like it on my dick
Now girls, they try to get me mad. I try to make them sad. So they fall in love with me, yeah girls."
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peep 🐣: so you're alive. just been sleeping. strange

evie 😫: yes, i was sleeping. you guys truly know how to tire someone out

peep 🐣: did u enjoy the party?

evie 😫: yes, i did, and pretty much every other part of the experience. tell tracy it was fun helping him come up with some album art, i'd love to do it again.

peep 🐣: i'll remember to mention it. u know, i happen to be an artist as well...

evie 😫: yes, i do happen to know that

peep 🐣: well, there's gonna be a come over when you're sober pt. 2 some day, and although i really liked how the cover art for pt. 1 came out, i'm thinking maybe you could design the second one for me ? if the time ever comes ?

evie 😫: of course, but it's gonna cost ya ;)

peep 🐣: now what would that be?

evie 😫: maybe, three hundred packages of sour patch kids. love em.

peep 🐣: well, doll, you know me. anything to please the ladies ;)

evie 😫: omg ur so extra

peep 🐣: i'm more extra than the gum, i thought u knew

i left peep on read for nearly an hour and a half, purely by accident, because i realized i still had some chemistry homework to do before school started back up tomorrow.

before i continued my school work endeavor, i popped a few more xannies and went on my way.

a few hours later, i awoke with my neck craned to lay my head into the crook of my chemistry book, and drool running down the side of my face profusely.

i sat up quickly and disgusted, trying to wipe off my face and clean up the mess i made onto my school book before anyone else saw what a failure i've been becoming.

sure, some people just pass out. but, when it's drug induced, nine times out of ten you kind of have a reason to feel sorry for yourself; or just feel bad about the situation in general.

i checked my phone, and saw i had gotten more messages from gustav but they weren't nearly as frequent as they first had been—just a casual, 'are you okay?'

i shook my head and frustratedly stood up from my seat, picked up my phone and started hurriedly putting on normal people clothes. i needed to get some fresh air.

after i had finally stomped my way completely down the steps, both of my parents were staring at me from the luxury couch that had no reason to be there.

"what's got you all riled up?" my father asked as my mother just quietly sipped her wine, eyebrow cocked up in curiosity.

"i just need some fresh air."

"are you leaving?" my mother asked. i looked at the clock and realized it was nearly 7 pm.

"yes, but i'll be back by 9. may i please take the car?" i had gotten my license in the previous year, but i hadn't gotten a job quite yet to start saving up for my own vehicle, so my parents practically drove me everywhere.

"uh, sure. but nine o'clock. no later." i nodded my head and snatched the car keys off of their respective hook and slammed the front door behind me.

the sun was setting here in california, and i blasted my music as loud as i could stand with all of the windows completely down. i sang along with the ed sheeran song that was playing and i just let the wind blow through my hair.

it was good to get out of the house, and i had hoped that it would get my mind off of everything.

i wanted to be better for my parents, and i'm beginning to feel like i want to be better for myself, too.

i didn't notice when I had pulled up to Gustav's house—i hadn't even realized i was driving there in the first place.

oh my god.

he's gonna think i'm so creepy.

"evelyn?" I heard peep's voice call from the outdoor upstairs patio that we had hung out on the last time i had been here, which was earlier this morning.

"shit," i let out an exasperated sigh.

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