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forty five

guy germaine
forty five;

   Christmas Eve. The day I was looking forward to, but now that I'm single, I was dreading it. Luckily the boys came to my rescue and showed up in the morning.

   We always had a tradition where we'd go to Mikey's Diner and get a free lunch from Charlie's mom. I didn't want to go. I wanted to stay home but they weren't going to let that happen.

   "Get your ass out of bed, come on!" I heard Adam groan. I had just woke up. Of course they'd be here already.

   A loud and tired groan escaped from my mouth, and I covered myself with my blankets completely.

Seconds later, my mattress was flipped with me still on it. I slid out of the comfortable bed and landed on the floor with a thud.

"Why!" I groaned. I curled back into my blankets. I didn't want to leave.

"Come on," Fulton sighed. He tore the blankets off of me leaving me on the cold hard wood floor. I rolled my eyes, but eventually sat up.

My eyes slowly trailed over to Charlie and Averman who had ahold of my mattress.

"Get out of bed, get ready, and let's go!" Goldberg ordered, "it's Christmas Eve! You're not going to be down in the dumps over a break up, okay?"

I looked at him with surprise. Goldberg was never the one to speak up like that. I let out a small sigh. I picked myself up from the ground.

"I don't want to talk about it," I grumbled. I mean I did, but at the same time I didn't. I tried my best not to think about it, but sometimes that was hard.

"You two seriously need to make up already. The vibe isn't the same anymore. The last two games we had we didn't play our all," Averman spoke. I rolled my eyes for what felt like the millionth time. I sent the redhead a glare.

"We still won, didn't we?" I snapped at him. I turned away from him with exhaustion. I headed over to my dresser across the room so I could get clothes and get a shower and such.

"Yeah, but everything has been off lately. Just talk to her. Unblock her, it's not that hard," Charlie added. I closed my mouth with anger. I gripped onto the handles of the dresser before slamming the drawer shut. They all jumped. I looked back at them.

"I said that I don't want to talk about it! Can you respect that? It's done, it's over with, she won't tell me things and that's the end of it, okay? So can we please get through this day without mentioning a thing about Laney? That's all I ask. It's Christmas after all, isn't it Goldberg?" I hollered at them with anger. I just wish for once it's not what they talked about. I understand that Laney is part of the friend group, but I just would rather not talk about what happened.

"Well, I don't think people want to talk about the time they almost killed themselves," Adam murmured with his head down. I sent him a confused look. My heart dropped.

"What?" I asked in shock. Did he say what I think he said? Was he talking about Laney? Adam stayed silent with Charlie looking around the room like he was hiding something. I let my hands fall to my side, "Adam, what did you say?"

"N-Nothing, don't worry about it," Adam calmed me. I shook my head rapidly.

"Adam, what?" I asked again making sure I was louder this time. Adam sighed. He looked up at me.

"It's nothing, man, just go get ready, okay? It's nothing important, nothing to worry about," he told me. I sighed. He was clearly hiding something else and didn't want to tell me. Charlie too.

I stormed out of the room and made my way to the bathroom to get ready for what I knew was going to be a miserable day.

  
   "No, come on guys, I'm trying to drive!" I shouted over the loud music while my friends messed around in the packed car. I didn't understand why I had to drive. I mean, I guess I was the only one with my license aside from Laney, but that didn't matter.

   I was becoming frustrated with all of the chaos. Usually I'd be the one causing it, but it was just making me angry today.

   Charlie sat in the front seat beside me playing freaking Post Malone. It was like he was purposefully trying to make me angry. He skipped through every song trying to find one. When he found it, he let it play.

   I immediately groaned hearing it. I tore my eyes away from the road and pushed the skip button.

   "What? Come on!" Charlie groaned, "that's my favorite song!" I rolled my eyes.

   "Play something else. We're not listening to Post anymore. Especially if it's with Ozzy or DaBaby," I angrily said. I turned my attention back to the road ahead of me.

   I felt Fulton behind me in the back seat tap my shoulder. He started to shove something in my face causing me to become distracted. I quickly pushed his hand away from me almost swerving into the other lane.

   "Come on, just hit it! You'll calm down," I rolled my eyes once more as he spoke. It was his vape.

   "I'm not doing that shit, Fulton. Don't bug me, I'm fine," I responded. I heard him grumble something out of his breath, but I decided to ignore it.

   I turned my focus back to the road, trying to block everyone out. The only one who didn't talk was Adam. I wasn't sure if it was because he was sitting uncomfortably on the floor, or because of what he had said early. I couldn't get that off of my mind. I couldn't get the things Connor had told me off of my mind either.

   I have tried putting the pieces together but my mind was a scrambled mess. I just wanted to go home and be with my family and sleep. I wanted to stop thinking about this whole thing. I wanted to stop thinking about everything completely. I just wanted to have fun.

   But as of now, everything is ruined.