The Stoner Project

Chapter 21: I Dont Even Know.

Chapter 21: I Dont Even Know.

A picture of Jojo up top.

"How do you expect me to keep my distance when you wanted to play this stupid game?!" I shouted at Winter, who poured him a glass of Jack Daniels in the kitchen, chugging it down in two seconds, then pouring another. Then he glared at me.

"You weren't supposed to eat my face!"

"What do you expect when you kiss me like that?!"

"It was just a kiss!"

"It wasn't just a kiss to me, Winter! I actually like you!"

"I told you not to fall for me!"

"Why?!"

"Because you're my best girl friend and I don't do relationships!" He shouted back, running his fingers through his hair, pacing. I sighed, feeling my eyes feel warm and stinging. I was gonna cry. I turned around quickly, hiding my face. He came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"I'm sorry....There will be other guys-"

"Don't touch me!" I screamed, pushing him away. "When you touch me, my skin burns and melts from your touch! I get a knot in my stomach, and a tingly sensation down my spine, along with goose bumps! If I can't have you, don't fucking touch me!!!" I grabbed my purse and car keys. "Just...don't."

I then left to my house.

I cried on my bed, I kept crying and crying. I ignored all of Winter's calls and by the time it was 3 am, I fell asleep.

I was back at Eisterbale Academy. I worked on my laptop for hours, and made up an ending of me and Winter's project. I put it on my USB, and turned it in to Mr. Echinera. I sat with my friends, not my usual self. I couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep, I couldn't talk. I did my usual. I modeled, had gatherings with my fiance, I chose gay Calvin, and did balle.

Life was back to usual.

Except I was lifeless.

I saw Andy every weekend. This was that weekend.

"Get me another beer, sweetheart." I was in Andy's apartment which looked like the typical apartment in the movies. I grabbed him a beer and sat down next to him. He opened the can and stared at me, with those beautiful but hateful eyes.

"You know I love you, right?"

"..Yea." He gave me a kiss, sweeter than candy and rested his forehead on mine. "I will never hit you again, baby. I promise you that."

"Andy, I'm married." He backed up, stunned. "It's tradition to have arranged marriages. My fiancé has been chosen. This was a project, I'm not really goth. I had to choose a stoner to change and it was Winter. I didn't mean to meet you or anything. It was just strictly business. I have to get through senior year." I stood up. "You're a very sweet guy, but you should never hit a woman, so that makes you below trash. Fuck you." Just like that, I left.

I had to end it some way.

"Honey, me and your father will be out for tonight, we will return in the afternoon." My mom said, holding her Louis Vuitton overnight bag.

"Kay." I said in my yoga shorts and tank top, flipping through channels, and drinking a coke, a few minutes later, I got a call from an unknown number. "This is Bridget."

"Hey it's Krill."

"Um.. hi?"

"Listen babe, us goths need a place to crash, can we crash at yours?"

"Us goths?"

"Me, Red, August, Kara, and Winter."

"You, Red, and August can. The other two can't." I growled.

"Please.. Winter is drunk off his ass, Kara took to much ecstasy and acid, Red is injured from a fight, and August is sleep. We can't go home, not like this."

"Go to Winter's."

"Can't. The fucker lost his keys and the new secretary just think we're devil kids trying to rob her."

"....Fine."

"Open the door, I'm already outside."

Damn it.

As soon as I let them in, the all basically crashed on the couches. Except Winter, I had to take care of him.

"My head hurts..." Winter laid on my bed, speaking in a slurred voice.

" I just gave you Advil, let it sink in." I sighed.

"I'm hottt." Winter pouted like a child. "Strip me." He pulled on my arm. My face turned red instantly, as I pulled away.

"Stop it."

"Stop what?" He looked at me. "....You're soooo fucking beautiful."

"What?" I asked.

"You're beautiful. I love your hair, face, body. Your personality is gold. So please don't hate me... I just don't wanna date you coz..."

"Why?" I asked, swallowing my spit.

"I'm not over Jojo..." Then he fell asleep."

The morning after, Winter's head was buried in my toilet, as Krill held his hair back. As soon as he was done, he washed his face. I gave him and the others some extra tooth brushes we keep around the house. As Winter brushed his teeth, I stared at him.

"Sooo...about last night.." I started, he spit and looked at me.

"Oh god, what did I do?"

"Told me you weren't over Jojo." His eyes widened, and the toothbrush hit the floor.

"That bad, huh?" He scratched his head.

"So you aren't?"

"I am! Fine, I'll date you!" He said, pulling me closer. " I know I'm over her. I'll prove it."

"I don't want you dating me to prove nothing! I want you to date me because of me. It's fine if you're not over her-"

"I am!! If I wasn't, I wouldn't be able to do this." Then he kissed me. The kiss was lustful and rough and too sexual for my tastes. It wasn't a caring kiss or a kiss that showed love, like I wanted it too. I pulled away.

"Why does it seem like you're trying to hide something?" I was sick of holding back.

"I'm not hiding anything, I wanna be with Bridget, because Bridget makes me fucking happy. I'm not trying to hide anything." He rolled his eyes, returned to the sink. "There, you got what you want. Me. Now get out of my sight."

I closed the door behind me and I could hear his silently cursing.

Something is not right. If I wanted to know something, all the juicy details, or what the hell happened, i'd need to go to the source.

Jojo.

Winter took me to school on his motorcycle. I got off and gave him his helmet, as he stood up. "Have a good day, pussy kitten." He gave me a kiss on the neck and a hug. I couldn't help to smile although I knew something was behind this act. We then parted.