Reckless // fezco

4

Destiny

I've been in my room for a few days now and the Halloween party is coming up tomorrow. I've been clean. I haven't thought about drugs lately either. My mind was focused on being clean. I wanted to do better. And the message that fez sent me made me want to do better.

It was currently the day of the party. Rue has been texting me but I haven't answered her. I'm still pissed. I also haven't texted Fez. The last few days I actually was chilling with my mom.  For as lame that sounds.

I dressed in a tomb raider outfit. I grabbed my phone and walked downstairs. My mom walks out the kitchen and looks at me.

"I'm trusting you at this party." She sighs.

"I know—"

"No drugs."

"I know."

"And talk to rue. She came by the other day looking for you." She now leans against the door frame.

"Mom." I sigh. She shoos her hands.

"Okay leave now. If you need anything you have my number. You deserve to have fun. But not to much." My mom says pushing me out the door. I chuckle and give her a kiss on the cheek.

I walk into the house that blast music from ever direction. The smell of sweat and alcohol fill my nose. I walked through the house immediately seeing rue next to Jules. Rue paused and looked at me. Jules didn't seem to fine. Lexi was there too. I reverted my gaze and walked outside.

Kinda wish I didn't go outside. There he was. Fezco. I just stood there a looked at him. He turned his head and looked at me giving me a small smile.

"Hey, what's up kid." He clears his throat.

"Hey Fez." I say taking a seat next to him. "Uh look I owe you an apology." I look at him to see he's still looking at me.

"Nah, come on now, we're good."

"Fez, I said some really fucked up shit I didn't mean."

"You're a drug addict." He start which makes me look at my hands. "I don't take nothing drug addicts say personally. I love you, I hate you, you the best, go fuck yourself it's all the same shit."

"You know what I'm sayin, you're just looking for an angle in." He continues.

"Yea but as your friend I need you to know I'm sorry and that I love you." I say looking back up at him.  He open his arm.

"Come here." I climb up to him as he wraps his arm around me. "I love you too kid." He rubs my shoulder.

"And thank you for my selling drugs to me." I whisper laying my head on his shoulder.

"As your friend I got you." He says. I don't wanna be friends though. "Are you sober?"

"Yeah."

"And how's that?" He asks. I sit up to where I'm facing him. I'm still sitting close to him.

"You know is weird. I've been fucked up for so long that it kinda feels like a new drug."

"I feel you." He holds up his hand and I put mine on top of his and he intertwines them.

"The highs are high. But the low are lows." I mumble. He nods his head.

"Did you get my message?" He asks me. He might be referring to the one a couple days ago.

"Uh...yea." I sigh.