𝗮𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗱 , 𝗷.𝗴 & 𝘀.𝘄

< five >

It was Saturday afternoon and my mom went out for a little while leaving me alone with Jack and Sam. But I wasn't complaining.

"So Jack...", I smirked at him in my room. He looked over at me, raising his eyebrows for me to continue. "What's going on with you and Claire?", I giggled propping myself up on my bed.

"Nothing I don't think.", he shrugged.

"Do you like her?", Sammy asked.

"I don't think so.", Jack's eyes were focused on the wall behind me.

"But it's obvious she likes you.", i stated, causing a slight blush to rise onto jack's cheeks.

"So when you guys danced last night, did she grind on you?", I asked trying to make him feel uncomfortable since that was the type of friendship we had.

"Yeah, did you get a boner and were somehow miraculously saved by us pulling you out the door?", Sammy chimed in chuckling.

"Remind me again why I hang out with you guys?", Jack laughed shyly.

"Cause we're teenage dirtbag mother fuckers, just like you.", I shrugged.

(that was the best line i've ever written. i have slayed your existence)

The guys looked at me speechless but i kept a straight face, and said,

"its true though. i mean what other three friends party to the max everytime, occasionally do drugs, and frequently have sex?"

"you are correct." sam chuckled, placing his hands behind his neck and leaning back against my wall.

"speaking of doing drugs..." jack trailed off, and sam and i flashed looks before i sighed.

"come on" i mumbled, standing up and walking towards my door.

gilinsky was usually the one to always crave getting high the most, but when he wanted it, i couldn't resist either.

sam called up johnson and we all met in our usual spot, behind an abandoned building, inside an alley of metal fences.

"welcome, to insanity" johnson smirked holding his arms out as we joined him on the cold ground.

we called this 'hang out' area 'insanity' since there was a black and white sign hanging on the fence that actually said insanity.

cliché, but, whatever.

we passed around the bong, trying our best to escape from the world around us.

it might seem bad, well, it is bad. doing drugs, but this was our thing.

i felt the smoke burn down my throat and into my lungs, instantly relieving all my worries and stress.

jack and jack were already a little out of it, but sam and i werent. not just yet.

i leaned against the cold outside wall of the building, breathing in the air around me. "you don't have to do this if you dont want to" sam said quietly, scooting next to me.

i watched the jacks carry on a conversation of nonsense words and them over-laughing about nothing.

"it's not the first time we've done this sammy" i said looking up into his eyes.

"i know, but you seem like you're not into it right now."

i looked at the end of the alley we were in and then back to sam, "i dont know, i just have a lot on my mind"

he raised an eyebrow for me to continue, "im confused with the whole thing about my mom and that guy-"

"ryan?" he asked, cutting me off.

i nodded, "and i dont know. i guess my life is just kind of boring."

sam chuckled but i smacked him on the chest playfully, "it is"

"alright well, maybe i could spice it up a bit for you" he looked down at me.

"how, sammy?"

"well, you could start by-"

"im not calling you daddy" i rolled my eyes.

"that wasn't what i was going to say" he held up a finger, "but hey, why not?"

i giggled, "because, that's freaking weird considering we're only friends with benefits."

"okay, but, maybe we could change that up a little." he shrugged.

"change what up?"

"our sex." he said quietly as i stared ahead at johnson who was now laying on the ground completely passed out.

"have you ever heard of restraints, rilee?" sam whispered into my ear, causing a shiver to go down my spine.

"uh guys, i think jack is dead." gilinsky chuckled, pointing to johnson out cold on the ground.

i looked away from him and back to sammy, who's eyes were clouded over with lust.

i gulped at the idea of being tied to the bed, completely vulnerable to sam and whatever his wicked mind decided to do to my body.

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someone freaking punch me in the face. please.

sam has got me 'askskfknfj'

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