Bad Luck Legacy

Chapter 2: Slowly Does It...

Courtney gently pressed her ear against her parents' bedroom door. She could hear Jacob snoring. She wanted to sneak in there and steal some of her father's cigarettes.

But she always heard Cracker and him discussing Cracker's insomnia, so she was scared he was still awake. She knew he would immediately hear the door open. But she was going to take a chance.

She very carefully twisted the door knob, pulling the door open slowly. She didn't hear anything so she continued to pull until there was enough room to slip in. 

She was very relieved to see them both asleep. She crept over to the side tables and quietly pulled the top drawer open. With a smirk, she grabbed a cigarette pack that was luckily on top of everything else. She grabbed the lighter right next to it and quickly (and quietly) slipped back out.

She was standing on the front porch, lighting one when Parker walked out. He stared at her as she ignored him and put the cigarette to her mouth.

"You're an idiot, you know that?" He asked, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"Its 3 am, why are you up?" Courtney asked, turning to him.

"I heard you, I'm a light sleeper,"

"Uh-huh,"

She put it between her lips and inhaled the smoke. It filled up every bit of her lungs, causing her to cough. It was a new feeling, new and interesting. Like fresh air when you've been inside all day. A great feeling. Once her coughing fit was over to took another puff.

"I'm going to tell father," Parker threatened,

"Do it, coward,"

"I'll go wake them up right now,"

"You'll get in trouble, dumbass,"

He scowled, "They'll forget about it when they see you smoking,"

"What if I covered it up, huh? Make you out to be a liar?" Courtney smirked, blowing smoke into his face.

Parker coughed, "You manipulative bitch."

His words cut into her like a knife. But she faked a smile.

She was very good at that.

"Thats me. Now run along, before I beat your weak faggot ass,"

"Courtney, our parents are literally gay-"

"Run along."

Parker scoffed and walked back inside. Courtney didn't like saying that word. Maybe because she was a lesbian, or maybe it was because its just a really bad word. As she inhaled more smoke, she could hear what he had said echoing in her head like a stubborn fly that just really wanted a bite of your hamburger. Except, there was no hamburger, just her.

 She stood out there in the cold until the cigarette was gone. She snuck back upstairs into her room and laid back down, setting the pack on the side table.

Looks like Parker didn't wake them up.

Coward.

The next morning, the siblings were walking to the high school. Parker was a senior, while Courtney was a sophomore. It was nearing the end of the school year.

The walk was silent until Parker spoke up, "Going to skip school again?"

"What do you think?"