"I guess we'll just have to be screwed up together."
Evelyn Woods is a 17 year old girl on the verge of being forced to go to rehab. When she meets a boy named Gustav, what happens when she realizes there's someone worse off than her?
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"Fuck my life, can't say that girl. Don't tell me you can save that shit. All she want is payback for the way I always play that shit. You ain't getting nothing, now I'm saying. Don't tell me you is, nothin' like them other motherfuckers I can make you rich." ___________
i stumbled down the stairs, clearly too drunk for my own well being. since i've started hanging out here, i don't feel like i'm ever sober. somehow, that makes me feel better even though it shouldn't. gus tried teaching me some kind of lesson, and i appreciated that up until now. sure, he did say he didn't want me end up like him, but how could he just come back to his house and use coke right after that?
there weren't nearly as many people as there was when gus and i first arrived, but the guys from gothboiclique were here and probably around twenty others.
the GBC members were all seated at a table playing music, listening to what i think is lil uzi vert and playing a card game of some sorts. i realized the london native, bexey, was not at this table though. i strolled up to the table and sat down in an unmarked seat, directly next to lil tracy—or jazz.
"hi," i greeted him with a childlike voice.
LIL TRACY'S POV
that girl, evelyn, sat down in the empty seat next to me that bexey had just occupied earlier. "hey evelyn," i responded in just above a whisper with a wide smile on my face. i just can't control it when she's around, she has this thing about her. then, i realized there a few people she hasn't met yet at this table. "yo, guys, this is evelyn. evelyn, this coldhart, horsehead, mackned and you already know wicca."
her eyes lit up like a teenage girl anime character as she smiled and began introducing her own self and shaking hands with the guys. for some reason she's more bold tonight, but whatever helps her confidence show, i'm down for. i attempted to ignore the red rims around her eyes that indicated she had just been crying, but i made a mental note to ask her about it later.
realization made my throat tingle when i noticed she was wearing peep's favorite purple shirt. it was big enough on her that the neck hole hung down to show her collarbones, and it made me shift uncomfortably in my seat when i saw a deep purple bruise stamped there.
what happened to her? maybe her and gus had sex. it would make sense. she's wearing his shirt, she has bruises on her collarbones and she was probably crying because he decided to throw her out or something. i mean, i love peep and he's my brother but with the way he's been going lately i wouldn't be surprised.
apparently i was so deep in thought that i didn't notice wicca and evelyn stand up until they were walking out of the front door of the apartment. "where are they going?" i questioned coldy, trying not to let the panick in my voice shine through.
