Escaping Reality

Chapter 36: Baby Stained Seats

"EVERYBODY PUT YOUR HANDS UP! FREEZE, STAY WHERE YOU ARE!"

I jolted awake and looked around quickly taking in the situation. There were two men both in black ski masks, each holstering a pistol. They were large men and weren't going to be overpowered by the likes of us, especially considered we had no weapons, and we were incredibly high. For being held at gunpoint I was pretty calm, maybe that was just the weed doing its job.

"What do you want?" David demanded.

"We heard you have a large supply of weed and some petty cash, we want it all, now!" The larger of the two men demanded.

"Ah that's what it's about huh, well the weed's right there," he said pointing to the weed bar. 

"And the cash is in the bucket by the stairs"

The men didn't wait for him to finish talking. They swept all of the weed into a backpack and just straight up took the bucket of cash. They didn't even bother to look at us again, just zipped up the backpack and sprinted up the stairs. Gregg was shaking but Darron and David seemed pretty calm.

"God we gotta start locking that door, that's the second time we've been robbed in the last six months."

"Aren't you going to like call the police or something?" I asked.

"And tell them what? That two masked men stole our weed - which is still illegal here. The house also reeks of weed and we're all high. Even if there was something to report they aren't going to take us seriously, they usually don't even bother with reports coming out of this side of town." David said with a hint of anger in his voice.

"That's messed up man, there's gotta be something we can do," I said as I sank back into the couch.

"Nah man we just gotta live and move on," Darryl said.

We sat around the couch a little while longer all digesting what had just happened. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of silence Gregg recommended we get some fresh air and go shoot some hoops to take our minds off of what had just happened. They had a half-court sport court in their backyard so we went out in the heat and got a few shots in. They were all decent players, they had probably played intramurals in college.

"Let's play some 2v2, first to 21. Me and David vs you two, the losing team has to buy dinner for the winning team." I said trying to raise spirits.

The proposal got a round of affirmations. The game was rough, I was the smallest guy weight-wise by at least forty pounds but David was also the biggest guy. If you've ever seen a bunch of out of shape guys try to play basketball, it's amusing. Now take those same guys and get them high and that's what this game was. A mess. It was fun though and when the game finished 21-18 with David and I coming out victorious. The moral of the group had risen significantly by the end of the game.

"So where are we eating, I was thinking of a steakhouse or place hella expensive," I announced jokingly.

"How about the sports bar on the beach? They got solid food and beer. It's right on the beach too, we can watch the sunset," Gregg said.

"Big fan of watching the sunset with grown men huh," Derron asked, raising an eyebrow.

Gregg didn't say anything he just winked and walked out the door. I guess it was decided then, the local sports bar. We all packed back into the Caddy but not before locking the door to the house. Even though the car was ancient David had installed a new stereo system outfitted with a Bluetooth stereo system and everything. Derron hooked up and blasted "The New American Dream" as we cruised down the street.