Hopeless

Relentless

Authors note: There will be some sexually explicit scenes in this story.

The first half of the day was uneventful. There was a speech made about Sandra over the intercom, but everything else was normal. Lunch rolled around slowly.

"So," Jesse says exhaling smoke. " You're not going to like me."

I adjust how I'm sitting in the car and face him, taking the joint from him, and passing him my cigarette in return. " Why is that?"

He tosses me a bag of meth.

"Jesus Jesse, be careful, what if someone sees?"

" No one is going to see. I need you to deliver this to Erin. In the bathroom, before class."

" Why me? Why do I have to do it? Why can't you?" I looked Jesse in the eyes, his right eye stood out more than usual. Because he had a slight black eye.

" I can't just go into a girl's bathroom. You go in, you tell her your sorry for a loss, hug her, you slip it in her back pocket, she slips the money in your sweater. I don't want you to have to do this, but she was crying when she asked me."

" Fine. I'll do it. But it's not for her benefit, it's for yours. Which bathroom? "

"The one closest to Mr. White's class."

We finish smoking and leave his car. We walk together, and I branch off to meet Erin. I see her right when I walk into the bathroom. Her face is a mess, and one eye is forced shut. I feel a little bad for her.

" Erin, I heard about Sandra , I'm so sorry for your loss." I step forward and give her a hug, slipping the bag into her butt pocket. I feel her place the money in my sweater.

"Anyways, I gotta go to class," I break the hug, " see you around."

I leave the bathroom and make my way to class. Jesse was waiting outside.

" Why didn't you go in?"

" I was waiting for you." Aw.

We walk into class.

" Ah, Jones, Pinkman. Late as usual, and wow, did you two fight each other." You're not funny.

" Actually no, some guys tried to rob us, even though we had no money or anything. Jesse fought them off."

" Well I'm impressed. But now it's time to work. So get to your assignment. You have until next Friday to get it done." Mr. White sits down at his desk and starts organizing papers. Jesse and I take our seats and pull out our work.

"So, you think we can actually get this done?" I ask him.

" Well, we're almost half way done. We just have to do the written work then prepare an experiment."

I am actually surprised with this. We actually manage to get some work done and Mr. White doesn't harass us.

Briiiiiiing

That was fast. I pack my bag back up and spin around to give Jesse a hug. I drop an arm to get the money for him. He put pressure into my arm.

"Keep it." He whispers into my ear.

I pull away from the hug. I had just started to feel shaky.

" I gotta go, I got math. I'll see you after school."

I started to feel more shaky walking to class, shaky and angry. For no reason. I take a seat in class and I start to play with the strings on my sweater. I reach down to put my hand in my pants pocket, and I feel a bag. Fuck.