Finn's p.o.v
After making the deal with Matt, I quickly hopped back into the car.
"Matt, says hi" I said
"Whatever" Mason said "Your fucking crazy, Finn."
I chuckled and shook my head. "I'm not crazy it's just the way God made me." He ignored me
The car ride was silent, tension was heavy in the air. All that was heard was the sound of the radio softly playing, and awkward coughs.
Once we got to Heather's all the lights were out indicating everyone were asleep so I tried to be quiet.
Being as I was still feeling a little buzz from the alcohol I had been drinking from the previous events, I ran into a table knocking over a vase.
"Finn, what the actual fuck?" Mason whisper-shouted, I chuckled "sorry."
I stumbled up the stairs mumbling curse words under my breath every time I tripped on a step.
Once I'm at the top of the stairs, I feel bile rise in my throat so I hurry to the bathroom.
Kneeling infont of the toilet vomiting my guts out. Mason walks in with a glass of water.
"Thanks" I mumble he nods and leaves, I chug down the water and head to my bedroom and roll up a blunt using the weed Matt gave me at 7-Eleven.
Inhaling the smoke into my lungs the muscles in my body instantly relaxes, it makes me feel like I'm on Cloud 9, it takes Heather off my mind, replaces my pain to happiness, and puts me in a calm state of mind.
