RIP Lil Peep. You'll never be forgotten. *Mild language and drug references* BOOK 1/2
*THIS WAS MY FIRST STORY PUBLISHED SO EXCUSE ANY MISTAKES*
Started: December 16, 2018 (Published: February 13, 2019)
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Completed: March 17, 2019 (Published: Mar...
Gus got up from his bed and scrambled to get dressed. It was Sunday morning and he had already slept in late, so he was probably gonna be late for his job interview. He threw on a shirt that he had worn that week but it smelled fine, so he didn't care. he jumped into his jeans and fell over, pulling a pair of dirty underwear out from under his bed. "Ew." He threw them into his hamper and got up, jumping in his jeans that were only at his knees into the kitchen.
The boy finally got his jeans up, buttoned, and zipped. He saw the house was empty.
His mother had already left for church.
He swore under his breath and called Ivy; her phone went to voicemail. He DMed Andrew on Instagram and he thankfully responded.
andrewtaggart-so u need me to drive you to H&M?
lilbopeeperz-yes! cause my mom left and i dont have a car! please andrew please!!!!
andrewtaggart- fine but next weekend, im taking u car shopping
lilbopeeperz-OMG THANK YOU SO MUCH YOU DONT HAVE A CLUE HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU RN!
andrewtaggart-i have a clue. ill pick u up in 10
Gustav opened the fridge and grabbed a Java Monster from the door. He opened it and walked to his backpack which was in a chair at the dining room table. He pulled the container that held his iced out teeth from the pocket on his backpack. He put it into his pocket. The pink-and-black-haired teenager walked into his room and pulled his jeans from the hamper, grabbing his Juul out from the pocket. He shoved it into his pocket with his iced out teeth. Gustav walked back into the living room and drank his Monster.
When Andrew pulled into the driveway, it had been more like 20 minutes rather than 10. Gus ran outside and jumped in the front seat. "Hurry! Drive! I have 5 minutes to be there before I'm late!"
Andrew backed out and drove as fast as he could. They got to the mall and Gustav ran as fast as he could to get there on time... or so he thought. "Mr. Åhr, we didn't expect you for another hour."
"Wut?"
"Your interview is at 1:45, not 12:45..." Gus made a noise that was studdering, random noises, and loss of words.
"Excuse me? No, I set an interview at 12:45 today because... wait. Shit." He realized this was the interview that was set at 1:45 rather than the one he had at the recording studio that was at either 12 something or 1. The teenager turned to Ivy's dad. "I'm sorry Andrew..."
"It's okay. You were just trying to get here on time and look on the bright side--you were early." Gustav nodded and pointed.
"You right." They paused for a second. "You can leave now if you wanna, my mom said she'd pick me up..."
Andrew shrugged. "I'd rather not leave you here by yourself. But we can go where you want, I don't really care."
Gustav just watched him and blinked. "I know this isn't something to ask people, but how old are you Andrew?"
"33. Yes, I had a kid at 17, boo-bloody-hoo."
The boy shrugged. "I don't think any less of you for that." They began walking. "I actually respect you more now."
"Seriously?"
"Yeah! If you can finish school while raising a kid, it makes it easier for you to get past obstacles in the future." Andrew looked at his feet for a moment then back at his daughter's 16-year-old friend.
"I never thought some teenager covered in tattoos would make me feel better about myself than my therapist."
"Isn't life surprising and comical...?" Gustav said looking around him. "Beautiful too."
"What reality are you living in?"
"This one. My point is, I love how when something dies, for example, we eventually move on but never forget it, even though we may act as we have. We just want to seem like we don't hold onto the past or something that once a part of us to attract mates or companions; we want people to think a certain way about us so we're held to a higher standard than we may or may not deserve." Gus looked at Andrew and stopped, the man stopping too. 'We're all just disease-ridden animals with more developed brains, bodies, and vocal cords... am I wrong?"
"I ain't no damn scientist, I don't know," Andrew admitted causing Gus to smirk at his response. "I didn't even go to college. I barely graduated high school."
"And why is that Mr. Taggart?"
"Okay, stop. You're starting to turn into my therapist from high school, Gus..."
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Gustav and Andrew walked out of H&M after Gustav's job interview was over. They walked to the food court a few stores to the left. "So where's Ivy?" The pink-and-black-haired boy asked.
"At her friend's house... I think his name is Griffin or something like that? I don't know but she's with Corey so I know she'll be fine."
"Corey?"
"He's like her step-dad but he's not. Make sense?"
"Yeah." As they waited in line at Chick-fil-A, Gus took a weird picture to post on Instagram.
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lilbopeeperz pretty sure i just failed the job interview lol. oh well at least @ andrewtaggart is nice enough to give me free chick fil a. thanks man
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andrewtaggart np
unbelievablytiredinside wish i was with u guys
lilbopeeperz @ unbelievablytiredinside with u were 2
liltracy me in math with coach winder lol
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"Has Ivy talked to that guy from TCBY?"
"I don't know, I'm not one of those parents that're up their kid's ass wanting to know what they're doing or who they're texting or facetiming or whatever they're doing now."
"Sending nudes to their teacher..."
"Yeah! Wait, what?.."
"Kidding." Gus put his hands up. "Juuuuussstttt kidding."
