Finally Home

Hand Rolled Cigarettes

Becas POV
     "I hate you!" I storm into Stacie's house.
     "Did I miss something?" Stacie asked clearly confused.
     "I messed up everything because you told me to kiss her! She's never going to talk to me again!" I said only getting more angry.
     "Okay first, calm down and explain exactly what happened." Stacie said surprisingly calm.
     "Well I kissed her, she kissed back, she pulled away, didn't say anything,then ran inside her house." I say helplessly.
     "She's scared." She states simply.
     "Scared? More like revolted." I sigh.
     "She kissed back. She definitely still has feelings for you." Stacie said making a sandwich for Bellas lunch. "I say you two talk it out and see what happens."
"Maybe you're right." I say slightly nodding. "I mean what's the worst that can happen?"
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"You kissed me! Out of no where!" Chloe said clearly fuming. "Why would you think that would be okay?!"
"Stacie said it would be a good idea?" I say sheepishly. I've always been scared of her when she's mad.
"You listened to Stacie?! Stacie of all people?!" I nod slowly. "She is the worst at giving love advice!"
"Look, I'm sorry Okay?!" I say finally loosing it. "I'll leave if you want me to! I don't know why I stuck around anyway!"
"Good! If you left no one would miss you!" Chloe said anger still clear in her eyes. "At least I wouldn't..."
"Fine... I'll leave. I'm sure you can get Chicago to help you finish the house." I say slightly disheartened. "I'll be gone by tomorrow."
"Good." Chloe said quietly.
And that was it. That was the last thing I would probably ever hear Chloe say to me. It kinda hurt honestly. I left Chloe's house and drove straight home, gathered all of my things but before I could leave I was stopped.
"You're leaving without saying goodbye again... aren't you?" Stacie asked standing in the door way.
"Well... yeah. Chloe doesn't want me here and I don't what to make her more upset than she is." I say glumly trying to push past her.
"No. Don't you dare." Stacie said in what I like to call her mom voice. "Just... never mind."
"No. What? What can I do to get her to forgive me?" I ask almost desperately.
"I have a plan. Just... just find out if you can sing at the bar later tonight." Stacie said turning to leave.
"What? How is that supposed to help?" I ask baffled.
"Just trust me." Stacie rolled her eyes before leaving.
Okay now the question is, what am I going to sing? I flop on the couch and sigh. I reach into my bag and pull out all the supplies I need to make a small homemade cigarette. Me and the gang were going to make some the other day but never did. I quickly rolled it up and lit it. I took a drank and instantly started coughing.
     "Why did I like these?" I say between coughs as I put it out. "Definitely never gonna do that again."
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A/N- okay I know this is a shorter chapter than normal but I just needed to get it out of the way. New chapter will be coming hopefully sooner rather than later.