Love, Drugs, and High School

Chapter Eight

Chapter Eight

Annabelle

          I woke up in my bed, my head pounding. What did I do last night? I thought, getting up and going to look at myself in the mirror. I felt awful; like a train had just hit me.

          I stopped dead in my tracks. Why was Ryan sleeping on my couch? When did he get here? Why couldn’t I remember anything?

          “Well good morning to you too.” He said with a smirk on his face. “I’ll be nice and informed you on what happened last night. You got completely drunk, were going to go sleep with some guy that you didn’t even know, I saved you and took you home. You insisted that I stay so I came up, planning on leaving but…” He sounded like he was yelling at me.

          Of course, I flinched as he was talking. “Hangover, yeah, those really do suck.”

          “Why didn’t you leave?” I said, not in the mood to play games.

          “I was watching you sleep.” He said quietly. I could tell that he really didn’t want to admit it.

          “We need to talk,” I said, not that I really wanted to. First off, I hated talking to people. Secondly, my head hurt and I wanted to avoid this situation as much as possible.

          Ryan didn’t answer me, but just looked down at the ground. Sighing, I leaned against the wall, closing my eyes and rubbing my temples. I now know why I don’t get hung over.

          “What if I don’t want to talk?” Ryan whispered in my ear, catching me off guard while I was trying to relax.

          He looked at me with mixed emotions, but he was still too unreadable. I held his gaze, not wanting to drop it. I was lost in his gaze.

          He leaned in and this time I was ready. I wanted this. His lips brushed gently against mine. They were so soft. He grabbed me by the waist and pulled me as close to him as he could. My fingers found a way into his hair while we kissed passionately. When we had to break away for air, I was honestly disappointed, not that I would ever admit that.

          “Oh, don’t be so disappointed,” he teased, heading for my door.

          “Where are you going?” I asked, grabbing him fiercely by the shoulder. He wasn’t getting away for a second time.

          “You wanted me to leave?” He asked, but it wasn’t really a question.

          “No,” I said, looking at him. My head was pounding. I couldn’t bear to keep my eyes open.

          Ryan walked over to me, pulling me into a tight embrace. Why did this feel so right? “Why me,” I asked him.

          At first, he didn’t have an answer for me, “You’re different.” He said, squeezing me extra tight. The look on his face was conflicted, but I wasn’t sure if he was conflicted about me or his feelings.

Ryan

          Annabelle just asked me the one question that I couldn’t answer. I didn’t know why.

          She rubbed her temples fiercely. “Do you want me to get you some Tylenol?” I asked her as she pulled away from me and collapsed onto her bed.

          “Purse,” she said, pointing over to the other side of the room. I retrieved it from her, and she got the medicine out. “Thank you,” she said, giving me a small smile as she closed her eyes.

          “I’ll be right back,” I whispered in her ear, grabbing the cigarettes out of my bag.

          As I walked outside, I was cautious. The last thing I wanted was to be seen by her uncle. I knew he hated me, but he would hate me even more while I was seeing his niece.

          I walked out to the sidewalk, lighting my cigarette and taking a walk. When I was done, I walked back upstairs sitting on the edge of Annabelle’s bed. “Lay with me,” I heard her say quietly. When I lay down it was mere seconds before Annabelle said, “Go away.”

          “What? Why?” I asked, confused.

          “You smell,” she whined, scrunching her nose and pushing me away. She was talking about the cigarettes.

          “I know,” I said quietly, looking down at the floor, even though she couldn’t see my gaze. I walked over to my bag, taking out the drugs and contemplating throwing them away. I couldn’t do it and I knew it.

          I tossed them back over towards my bag. This was wrong. That was all I could think. She was too good for me. I wasn’t supposed to end up with someone like her. She wasn’t supposed to end up with someone like me. This wasn’t right.

          I waited for Annabelle to be completely asleep before I grabbed my bag and snuck out of her house.

Annabelle

          Groggily, I rolled over, looking at the clock. Oh my gosh! It was four o’clock! My uncle would be home in an hour!

          Sprinting out of bed, I jumped in the shower and brushed my teeth, trying to make myself look like I was perfectly fine.

          Where was Ryan? Did he seriously leave me? Why wouldn’t he have told me? Not being one hundred percent sure that he left, I did a quick check around the house, only confirming my suspicion.

          What a jerk. It was hard to believe that he would really leave me like that. Picking up my phone, I looked into the contacts, hoping that at some point last night I got his phone number.

          Luckily, I did. Who knows what happened last night, but I’m just happy that I had it.

          I dialed his number and waited anxiously. “Hello?” A voice answered.

          “Where are you?” I asked, trying to hide my pissed off tone.

          “My house, where else would I be?”

          “Why did you leave?” I asked him. For the first time, I heard silence on the phone.

          “Annabelle-” Ryan started, but I interrupted him because someone was knocking on my bedroom door.

          “Come in,” I said, and in walked my uncle.

          “I just talked to your mother and what the hell is that?” He asked, pointing to the floor. I hung up the phone and walked over to see what he was pointing at. He was pointing at a bag of weed, which judging by the look on his face, he thought was mine.

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A/N

Dundundun! So what do you think? I love the cliff hanger! Oh and sorry I haven't updated. You can blame NaNoWriMo if you must. But I'm updating and I should be updating regularly in December! Sorry for the long wait! And I'm sorry to disappoint anyone for waiting!

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