Chapter 5

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Shannon's POV

As I finished washing the conditioner out of my hair I shut the water off. I grabbed a towel from the rack against the wall and wrapped it tightly around my body that dripped with water everywhere. 

I grabbed my phone off the sink and slid down against the wall. I opened up the notification that lined up on my lock screen and began zoning out.

"Shannon!" I heard a loud bang on the bathroom door.

I sighed and didn't bother responding.

"Get ready! John and Valarie will be here soon!" My mom shouted as I heard footsteps fade down the hall.

Valarie was literally the devil. Me and her hated each other since the moment our parents set eyes on each other. She did everything she could to fuck up my life, and it was working pretty well. 

When she wasn't tormenting me at school, she was tormenting me at my own house. there was no escaping her and it didn't help that my mom was completely in love with her.

I unlocked the door to the bathroom, dragged myself to my bedroom, and quickly got dressed. I threw on a black crop top, light blue jeans, and an all black windbreaker jacket. I ran back into my bathroom and quickly blew my hair dry. After it was completely dry I tied it up into two long braids that lay on my shoulders.

I decided even though it was dinner, the only was to make my mom shut up was to go all out. So I did my makeup (covering up the huge hand mark that was still printed onto my face) and put some jewelry on while I was at it.

The doorbell rung through the house and I figured it was John and Valarie. 

I grabbed my phone and shoved it into my back pocket as I sprinted down the stairs. I saw my mom greet John with a huge hug. No sign of Valarie, huh. John looked over at me.

"Oh, hi again Shannon." 

I glared at him and gave him the fakest smile I could.

"Feels like I just saw you yesterday"

He glared back at me then looked over at my mom. He let out a sigh.

"Wheres Valarie?" My mom asked, peering her head through the doorway.

"Oh, she has a boyfriend now so she invited him over. They are coming soon."

My mom's face lit up.

"Oh that sounds great!" She exclaimed.

You have got to be kidding me. Not only is the devil coming back over, but now I have to deal with her little punk boyfriend? Could this night get any worse.

She made her way into the kitchen as John tailed closely behind her. I looked back out into the doorway and saw a white Audi R8 pull into the driveway. I didn't recognize the car so I figured it must have been Diego and Valarie. I rolled my eyes and made my way into the living room.

"Hey mom!" Valarie shouted as she entered my house without hesitation. 

Valarie did that a lot. She got very comfortable with things that were not hers, and very fast. My mother was NOT her mom. But she had been calling her that since a week after she found out about her and her dad.

"Valliee!!!" 

I rolled my eyes so far back I was just about sure they were gonna get stuck. I peeked my head over my shoulder and watched my mother and Valarie greet themselves. A few seconds later I watched as another figure entered the room.

After a few seconds I could make out the shaggy hair and slump figure, realizing it was Diego. I stood myself up and walked over to the the conversation.

"This is my boyfriend, Diego." 

"Uh, hey." Diego stuttered as he stuck out his hand, offering to shake my mothers. My mom looked at his hand and immediately pulled him in for a hug.

"Great to meet you Diego! Make yourself comfortable." 

Diego smiled and looked over at me. 

He smiled immediately faded as we locked eyes. Valarie noticed our glaring session and quickly interrupted. 

"Yeah, so like me and Shannon are like sorta sisters because out parents are dating and stuff so you just kinda have to be somewhat nice to her for tonight. She needs all the pity she can get." I heard her whisper into Diego's ear.

I let out a deep breath and tuned to my mom. 

"Can we just get this over with?"

She let out a weak smile and turned to John.

"So, who's hungry?" she chuckled.

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After about an hour of small talk and fake laughs, we had all finished eating.

"Shannon, clean up the dishes. Diego, Val, John, want to go play cards or something?" 

I groaned and began gathering all the half-eaten dishes on the table. Once they were clean I headed back upstairs. I figured everyone else would be fine without seeing me for the rest of the night. I slammed the door to my bedroom shut and threw myself onto my bed.

I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and attached it to the charger that lay on my nightstand. I ran into my closet and pulled out a shoe box. As I checked to make sure everything I needed was still in there I snuck myself downstairs and out onto the back porch. No one ever came out here and it's not like anyone was going to be looking for me.

I set the shoe box down on the rusted table and made myself comfortable on the rotted couch. I came here just about every night and rolled up. It helped me stay calm through the shit storm that was going on right now.

I opened the shoe box and pulled out an unrolled blunt. I stuffed it with the kush that lay the bottom of the shoe box. I had almost 8 g's laying at the bottom of the box and it was loud as fuck. I needed it. As i rolled up the blunt I grabbed the lighter out of the box.

I let my thumb glide across the top of the lighter as it lit up in a flame. I put the flame to the end of the blunt and inhaled sharply. I remembered the first time I had smoked. It hurt so bad, but immediately I knew that it would save my life. That was about 3 months ago, and every since then I have smoked almost every night.

As I hit the blunt multiple time I felt my body become more and more slump, and my mood became happier and happier. I forgot all about John and Valarie. I forgot all about the mark that was plastered to my face. All I could think about was food, and sleep.

 As I took another hit I heard footsteps approaching from around the house. I figured it was my mom and didn't even bother moving my slump body to pick up all the weed around me. I knew it reeked of it anyways so there was no getting around it.

As the figures turned the corner I realized it was Diego and Valarie, holding hands.

"Shannon! What the fuck!" 

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