Just Greasers

Chapter Four

I hopped in my car and sped off like a madman. I pulled into the grocery store parking lot and ran inside. I grabbed a pregnancy test and slammed onto on the counter. I shuddered at the though of possibly raising a kid. I also lifted some chocolate and ice cream before running out.. I parked in the driveway and jumped out like a bat out of hell. I bounded through the door and ran upstairs. Lola was asleep on the bed. Now normally I wouldn't wake her but I think this is an exception. I shook her and she opened her eyes slowly. "Sweet, you bought some snacks." She said and bit into a chocolate bar. "Lola, I think we both know what's going on." I looked at her. I pulled out the test and her eyes went wide. "No Pepsi please just no." Her eyes got wet. "Take it." I said. "No." She said. "Damn it, stop acting like a child and take the test! There could be baby inside you. But no you wanna just cruise through life because if you know it will be harder to kill it." I muttered. "You're acting like an asshole." She started crying. "Stop. Stop crying and take it." I put it in her hand. She slapped me before going in the bathroom. She was in there for a long time and I paced outside shaking. It was when I heard crying inside that I knew I was straight fucked. I knocked on the door and she continued crying. This has to be a dream, maybe i passed out or I'm on a bad trip. We can't raise a kid. I'm a drug addicted 17 year old who hates kids on the verge of flunking and she's a 16 year old who likes to drink and trip out on acid. I opened the door and saw her sitting there bawling her eyes out. "Are you gonna abort it?" I asked. "My father would kill me if he was alive." She sobbed. "Don't worry we'll get through this." I said. "But, we are still legally children." She said. "How hard could it be?" I asked. "You're not the one throwing up and shit." She  frowned. "I didn't mean it like that but, come on let's sit down and talk about this like adults eh?" I suggested. So we sat at the table eating ice cream talking quietly. "The gang gets off soon." She groaned. "We just have to tell Ricky and Terry." I said. "No." She said. "We have to. or do you want me to die when the baby comes out?" I asked. "Huh? What do even mean?" She inquired. "Terry will kill me when I tell him and so I want you to have some time to find another man before the ankle biter comes out." I attempted to make a joke. It fell on deaf ears as she only cared about our future. "Oh shit!" I yelled when I looked at the calendar. Bonnie my sister was coming home to visit. I told Lola and she was frightened. Bonnie had slapped her and they got into a fight last time she came. "So does that mean I can't do LSD?" She asked. "Of course you can." I smiled and pulled out two tabs of acid. I put one on my tongue and handed it o her. "I think we'll be great parents." She joked. We both chuckled nervously. "Sorry for being a dildo earlier." I apologized. "I understand, you were scared. I am too, but like you said we'll get through this together." She held my hand. "I don't need consoling." I didn't mean to sound rude but I know I upset her. Today only my brothers came through the door. Johnny was sporting a black eye and Terry and Ricky had grease on them. I went to Johnny and handed him a $5 dollar bill. "Go to the store and get me liquid smoke for our steaks tonight." I said. "I'm not an idiot dude." He frowned. "It's a thing. Go get it before I put you through that fuckin' wall." I smiled. He turned on his heel and I saw Terry and Ricky digging through the ice box. "Guys I gotta tell you something. We all sat down ad they stole our food. "Life is a miracle right? And bringing a new life into the world is a blessing and so-- "You got her pregnant?" Terry stood up. "Well not exact--"SHUT UP! You have fucked up in the past before but this is a whole new fucking ballgame!" He yelled at me. "Don't yell at him Terry!" Ricky joined in. "Don't you stick up for this fuck up! He has done nothing right. He fails all of his classes, he's a druggie, and he's the reason I couldn't go to college!" He hollered. It felt like my already broken heart was stabbed and ripped out from me. "And don't you get me started on this whore." Terry said. I stood up and banged my fist on the table. "I HATE YOU! YOU CAN GO TO HELL YO-YOU ASSHOLE!" I was nearing tears and Terry's expression changed. "It's okay don't start crying." He said. That was it. "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I yelled so loud God covered his ears. "YOU DON'T CARE ABOUT ANYONE BUT YOURSELF YOU MISERABLE TUB OF LIVING SHIT! I CAN'T STAND YOU! YOU WERE ALWAYS DAD'S FAVORITE CARRYING OUT HIS BULLSHIT ORDERS!" I had tears streaming down my face and my throat was raw from yelling. He was still speechless. "YOU THINK I WANT TO BE LIKE THIS! NO! I CAN'T HELP THAT I'M STUPID AND EVERYONE HATES ME AND I CAN'T ANSWER A SIMPLE MATH QUESTION!" I screamed. "I DON'T EVEN KNOW MY DAMN ALPHABET! NO ONE HELPS ME! I'M ALL ALONE SO I FIND COMFORT IN DRUGS! TRIPPING OUT GETS ME AWAY FROM THE SPINNING SHIT SPLATTERED FAN THAT IS MY USELESS LIFE AND ALS-- I staggered and saw blurry doubled vision. I fell backwards and immediately blacked out.

      I awoke on a hospital bed. Terry was in the corner wiping his tears away. I felt like crap, I had gotten all of this stuff off my chest and I still felt like 10 pound shit in a 5 pound bag I saw the doctor nearing the door and I called for him. "Doc what happened to me?" I thought the words but I couldn't say them. "You had a stroke." He said. "I thought that only happened to old timers." I gasped. "You were so angry that your brain couldn't take it and also you forgot to breathe." He shook his head. "Oh wow." I shot daggers at Terry. "You can leave now, we just had to run some tests on your brain." He said. I nodded and slipped my feet into my shoes. "What time you coming in next week Pepsi?" He asked. "The usual Friday." I laughed. "Also, while we're here can you take a look at my girl? She's expecting and so..." I began. "Sure thing. swing by first thing in the morning." He smiled. "Thanks doc." I said tiredly. I just needed to rest for a couple years. I walked over to Terry and looked him in the eyes. "Do you feel sorry now asshole?" I interrogated him. "Yeah." He quickly wiped his wet eyes and We drove home where me and Lola both collapsed and fell asleep on the bed.

Sorry for the short chapter I just wanted to pump something out real quick before I worked on my second story. If you like the walking dead you should check it out.