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I woke up in a bed that was not at all the guest bedroom. In fact I was sure it was the one room I'd never seen, joeys room. There was a canera set it the corner of the room and a computer stand. It was barley decorated and it felt like it was zero degrees.
I got up and looked to the side of me where joey had made himself a bed on the floor. He was awake scrolling through his phone. "What happened?" I asked quietly.
He looked over at me and restrained himself from rolling his eyes "oh she talks." He said simply. "That's not really answering my question." I retorted back.
"I don't know honestly. I saw you dancing of a few table tops and you fell. Bryce left with Nicole and Jessy so I had no choice but to take you back here' I stood from the bed and recognized the hoodie I was wearing. joey wore it when I first met Bryce, I'm assuming he put it on me which I didn't really want to know about.
"Is bryce here yet?" I raised an eyebrow. He shook his head "sadly no. Your supposed to be his problem, not mine." I rolled my eyes and stopped at the door way "thanks for being a ass."
Coming out of joeys room, I saw Bryce walking into his own. He saw me, then realized I was wearing joeys sweatshirt and we sat in silence for a few moments. "It's not what you think.." I said quietly
He nodded and opened his bedroom door "I believe you.." he and I then parted ways and I spent another afternoon in my room. My hands began to twitch and my feet started to shake which was a clear indication that I needed to get a fix.
I didn't have a car and everyone I knew that sold drugs lived far from the house. I did the only thing I could do, find Bryce
I knocked at his bedroom door. "Come in" he answered back. For a person I barley knew, it was bold of me to ask him to bring me to get a fix. I remembered all the money I had stolen from people last night I'd kept in my bra.
I went into the boys room, and closed the door behind me. "Can you do me a favor?" I asked. He nodded "sure what is it?"
And as much as I hated it I explained my situation to Bryce, excluding the details about my past life. Reviving all that information took him by surprise. He turned rosy pink and his eyes went wide. "Should I tell jo..?"
"NO! no.. not until he warms up to me at least.." I said back, looking down at my feet. "It's cool. I'll take you but whatever it is you can't do it in the house...unless it's weed I don't really mind that." He said standing from the bed. For some weird reason I felt as if me and bryce had a cool friendship though we hardly knew eachother.
Any other person after explaining they had a drug addiction would get kicked out, but for some reason bryce sucked it up and let me stay. Together the two of us walked out into his car.
When we got in he kinda chuckled and started the car. "After you get what you need I hope we can do a small detour. I really need to take you to buy some clothes of your own."
"But Joey said I'm only staying for a few more days?" I frowned. "Your my guest, I say how long you stay. Not Joey." He said back. I smiled "thanks Bryce, I appreciate it."
From that point on I guided him to a drug dealers house where I purchased meth. I kept it discreet and kept it in a baggie inside of the hoodie when I'd walked back out to the car. Then after, bryce and I went to some mall on melrose.
"You can get anything you'd like, I'll pay." He grinned as we stepped out of the car. "You sure?" I repeated. He only nodded but it wasn't long before a group of teenage girls surrounded him.
"Is that your girlfriend? Where's joey?" I heard one ask. There were so many asking questions and speaking where I could hardly make out what they were saying. About fifteen minutes passed and bryce took pictures with them all and accompanied my side once more.
"What are you, some type of Justin Bieber?" I asked. "I guess you don't know since you've been away so long..I'm kind of famous. YouTube famous. joey is too." He said. It took my by surprise but it also made sense as to why they had such a nice home and nice cars. Why all their friends lived in amazing places.
"Joey's famous? He doesn't have the right attitude for it." I said simply. "It's not that, Joey is really cool it's just that your kinda a stranger. I get his point of view."
"Yeah I guess." I muttered. After awhile of shopping there, we went to another place called the grove where Joey allowed me to shop some more. By the time we headed home, the car was filled with bags of shoes and clothes as well as the trunk.
When we got into the drive way, we each brought bags into my room, passing Joey and placing my bags into my room until the cat was completely empty. I was expecting him to give me or bryce some type of retort but instead he went back into his room and closed the door.
As for me, I grabbed a metal spoon, lighter and headed into the back yard. I let the view of city lights fill my eyes as I did what I needed. A part of me wanted to tell Joey, and other part of me knew it was best not to tell him. I was living in his house after all but he was also sort of a dick. Either way all I knew was I wasn't going to change for anyone, this is me and I felt sorry for anyone who didn't like it.
