Chapter 11

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Chapter 11: So What's Your Story?

As we reach our destination a large room on the top floor of the mansion we sit on a couch with some other teens passing around a bong right underneath the skylight, the moon shone down through the skylight and the fireplace crackling in front of us send an eerie glow over the faces of the stoners.

They pass the bong to Brandon and he takes a hit, passing it to me he puts the lighter under the glass, I take a drag and the effects of the drug take effect almost immediately, I feel more relaxed and to be honest I really crave Cheetos...

"So what's your story anyway? Your mom just said you came here to be with her." Brandon says taking a second hit of the drug.

"Ha... Yeah in a way that's true..." I begin, reaching for the bong again. If I'm going to tell this story I need to be super god damn high.

"Well me and my father got along fine for a long time. But I guess we drifted apart... One day in a fit of anger and stupidity he told me 'if you hate it here so much go to your moms! do me a favor and leave!'" I choke on my words a bit. I take another long drag.

"So I decided hey why not! Fuck you dad maybe I will! Also the whole build a relationship with my mom bullshit."

Brandon nods slowly and his eyes have started to turn red from the Mary Jane... Hehe... Mary Jane my thoughts drift around my head nice and groggy and slow...

"So did you leave behind a boyfriend or something?"

Red flag. Red flag! Tears well up in my eyes and I let out an agonizing wail. The hot salty liquid runs down my cheeks rapidly and I think how disappointed he would be in me... So disappointed...

Flashbacks of him taking my hand, hugging me, kissing me.... Holding me... Why can't he be here? Where is he when I need him! Why! I wail louder and louder as the memories pound through my mind, the guys are crying too... We are all way too high to remember any of this tomorrow... Well they are. I'm done with the drugs... I don't want them anymore... All I see his disappointed face looking down at me...

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