-CHAPTER TWENTY-
Theo sat on his porch a week later, in the middle of July, smoking grass for himself. Xandra and Larry was in the kitchen argument about something he didn't knew anything about. He hadn't seen Boris in one week and honestly, he missed him a lot. Now he had to drink all alone in his room, listening on loud music by himself and smoke grass all alone as well. He just felt alone, dumped.
He had come home just a few hours earlier Xandra and Larry that day, enough earlier to clean up the mess he and Boris had done during the week. Though, they came home when Theo sat, smoking grass on the porch. It wasn't like they cared that much, just said hi, and went inside and left their bags, before Xandra joined him on the porch, lighting her own cigarette.
"You angry?" Theo asked, looking down on the cigarette in his hand, blowing out a cloud of smoke. Xandra looked up from her telephone confused, but short after realising what he was talking about.
"About you're smoking? Honestly, I don't care. Just don't take my cigarettes. I'm spends over 25$ on those cigarettes." She said, taking a blow and Theo felt good. She wasn't mad. Otherwise, his mother would killed him if she found out he was smoking, but unfortunately she would never find out.
"Thank you." Theo mumbled, looking back at the memory he shared with Boris the night before. No sex, for once. They just sat up all night talking about everything and nothing. Most about hot girls in school that Theo'd flirt with and ask out when he starts.
Since then, he hadn't seen Boris. He and Xandra had became tighter, though, smoked together on the porch and talked about anything. His father sometimes joined them as well, but only after a couple of shots of vodka.
He liked the talks with Xandra, he found out that he's father doesn't have a job(which was really confusing then they said that they went to Paris-or-wherever-it-was because of job stuff), that she's working on a pub in the town, and that it was there he let my father the first time. It didn't surprise me that much, but it was still funny to know.
The door behind him opened and he didn't need to look back to know that it was Xandra. She sighed loudly, sat down next to him on the stair and opened her pack of cigarettes, lighting one and placed it between her lips. Sighing once again.
"Don't care when he's getting angry." She said, and Theo nodded slowly. Knowing that she was talking about his father. He had lived here for almost two months, but everyday he met an argument between Xandra and his father, the second bigger than the first.
"I don't." Theo mumbled, taking a blow of his cigarette and let the toxic smoke wrapping around his lungs, as it intoxicated his entire body to a peace ful place. "You shouldn't either." Xandra nodded, taking a blow and sighed out the smoke.
"You aren't that bad you, Theo." Xandra mumbled low, smiling soft at him. He answered with a soft smile. "Where Boris by the way? Haven't seen him in weeks." She frowned, looking out on the street. I sighed, nodding, licking my dry lips a before I glowed in the grass from the cigarette another time. The memories flashing back in his head from the night he last saw Boris, about their talks. Don't take him wrong, it wasn't really serious.
