Mia POV
The first thing I did was was call Jay, I didn't want to do anything crazy until I knew for sure that this weed was his. Emma was patting my pack, trying to comfort me. She kept murmuring that even if it was his I was overreacting and it might have been just a one time thing. Overreacting? Me? No way, I thought. Then I shook my head and let out a big gust of air, I was overreacting.
When Jay walked through the door I didn't know whether to hug or slap him. He looked angry that he had to come back, and that made me even more upset. Maybe he was using just barely at his friends house? Emma nudged at my knee and glared at me. I frowned at her, feeling confused. "Talk to him," she mouthed. My heart began to pound loudly in my ears and my hands were sweating. I wiped them off on my pant legs and stood up slowly.
"What is your problem?" Jay asked, he was starting to look nervous. He better be nervous! If he has been smoking pot in this house I was going to- What? What would I do?
"I was uh, cleaning your room today and found something under your bed," I whispered, clearing my throat I went on. "Please explain."
A look of recognition mixed with horror crossed into Jay's expression. I closed my eyes and tried to remember that what ever he said, I will not go crazy. "What?" He tried to play dumb.
"The marijuana you idiot!" Em screamed at him. Her face was red and she looked almost worse than I did. "Explain now, or else I will throw you through a wall." She stated plainly. I always forget that Jay is just like her little brother and she lives him too. I looked at her with a hard look in my eyes and she sat back down, trying to calm herself.
"Oh yeah, that," Jay sighed looking down at his fingers. "Umm," he started. I walked over to a chair and sat down, patting the seat next to me. Maybe if he feels comfortable he'll be more open with me. He walked over with his limp that he got from my wonderful father. Whenever I see him walk it makes me angry. Because of my stupid dad Jay is using drugs.
"I am holding on to it for a friend," he lied. I could almost taste the betrayal in the air. How could he be lying to me like this?
I took a few breaths, trying to control my temper. "Are you sure?" I asked. When he nodded I added, "Well tell your friend I am sorry because I threw it away."
He gave me a look if disbelief and I got up and pointed to his room, "Why don't you go there and make yourself comfortable." He shook is shaggy hair and walked off, slamming his door behind him.
I looked over at Em and found her staring at me. "I couldn't have done it better myself," she complimented, I laughed at the comment and realized what time it was.
"Oh I should've been at work thirty minutes ago!" I rushed around and found my bag and swiped on some bright pink lipgloss. "Jay, what will I do with him?" I was starting to feel panicky again.
"I'll watch him," she laughed, "Just bring us home some dinner. Go!" I hugged her and told her she was a lifesaver. Then I scurried off to my Chevy and raced down the blocks to Forever21.
When I got there Alice said, "Your late," I nodded and grabbed the outfit that she was holding out and ran into a dressing room. We get paid on commission, meaning that we only get paid for what we sell. So we learned that the prettier you look, the more you sell. So we kinda play dress up while we work, wearing some of the most expensive things this store has to offer.
I walked out with my original clothes stuffed into my yellow bag and rushed over to Alice. "So sorry that I am late! I was having...family issues."
She held up her hand and said, "Whoa don't care about you whole life story, just get to work. You see that couple over there? They're all yours
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The Average Love Story
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