Twisted Reality

I love you [7]

Demi's POV:
I pulled up onto the driveway and entered my house. I walked into the kitchen and suddenly the old familiar scent of weed greeted my nostrils. I sighed. It must be Alex. Now she's doing drugs, how blind could I be? I don't even know if she's home but I will be talking to her about this. I heard a distant giggling coming from upstairs. She must be home and definitely has company. I sneak up the stairs and knock on her bedroom door to be kindly greeted by Alex, "Oh hey Mom!" She said as she pulled me into a huge hug, now I felt like the smell of weed was blocking my airways, I pulled back. "Can I talk to you for a few minutes in private Al?" I asked in hope she was being easy. She looked unsure and looked back at Savannah. "Give me two minutes." Savannah nodded and looked confused but carried on strumming a guitar. Alex followed my down the hall and into my bedroom. She sat down on the bed quite a far distance from me but I decided just to let it go and come out with it. "So.. I was just wondering if you had an idea on why my house maybe smells like weed? I don't know but I was just wondering if you the slightest clue why?" I asked her sarcastically. She sat picking at her fingers and went to speak but stopped herself. "Well..." I egged her on to continue. (Thought you guys would enjoy the egg reference) "I'm sorry." Is all I got as a reply. Is that it. "Sorry? That's all you got, you're not going to tell me why or how long?" I questioned. She hesitated but continued, "I do it as a stress reliever and for about 2 years. But it's not a daily thing, I really am sorry." She pleaded. I couldn't be bothered with this, I feel like I myself need stress relievers. Why is it okay for other people to take their stress out on drugs and alcohol and when I did it, I got shamed. I can't believe this. I can't be bothered with apologies so I simply just replied. "Get rid of it." I said bluntly. And without another word she just nodded and left the room. I sighed and took out my phone and pulled out the piece of paper from my pocket and typed in the number. 'Hey Cat, it's Demi. I was just letting you know this is my number, but that's obvious haha.' I hesitated and clicked send. I flopped back onto my bed and let out a heavy sigh.

'Pinnnngg'

I immediately grabbed my phone and swiped the screen. 'Hey babe, I thought you were never gonna text and just leave me hanging, I'm happy you decided to text, you still up for coffee tomorrow? About 2ish? X'

A kiss and the word babe. It feels just like it did 7 years ago. I'm probably just overreacting she probably types kisses to everyone.