Gone Girl

Chapter 10

"Veronica!" my mom screams on the phone, "where are you?!"

I try to think quickly of a lie, but it seems that my mind is bugging, it's the weed effect.

She is going to smell it if I go home. Fuck.

"I went out... to see Louis." God, why did I say his name? She is going to call him now.

"Hold on," she says and I start shaking. I don't know why I'm so terrified, she will catch me lying and will ground me for the rest of my life... which means I'd have to be alone with my thoughts, no alcohol or weed. No, I'll text Louis and hope for the best.

Veronica: Hey, it's me... Ronny. I can't explain now but please tell my mom I was with you tonight. Please.

I already think more clearly, as the fear got to me. One joint just isn't enough for my thoughts.

She comes back on call.

"Ok, get home now," she orders.

I wonder what he told her. But whatever it was, it worked.

Now how do I get rid of the smell?

I run inside and Dominic is chilling with James on the couch. I sprint to the bathroom and I hear them calling my name. Not now.

Wait, I'll need a pass.

I get in the bathroom and start grabbing water with my hands and try to rinse my mouth, doing it a few times. I grip the perfume out of my purse and spray it all over me, perhaps it's too much... I look for the small bottle of mouth wash I carry with me for this purpose and rinse my mouth again. Maybe I have a mint gum somewhere.

I go back to the living room, gosh, these people are already passed out.

"Dominic, I need a pass quick," I say to him worried and he seems to not understand what happened.

"I drank too much, maybe James can give you a pass?" Oh hell, no.

"No, he is always drunk," I say. I frankly don't care about that, I just don't want to be in the same car as him.

"I'm not," he protests and I can feel his stinking alcohol breath.

"I'll give you a pass, I didn't drink much today." I turn around and see Derek standing near the TV. He looks exhausted.

"You had vodka," I say.

"I didn't, it was for Dominic," he defends himself. He seems sober, kinda.

"Ok. Let's go now." I walk fast to the door with him following me.

He has a nice simple blue car. I would have sworn he was the 'expensive black car' type.

I sit in the front seat and grab my phone, I should call Louis.

"What happened?" Derek questions me, taking the eyes off the street for a second.

"Oh, nothing," I say and he doesn't insist.

Louis picks off and I can feel my hands sweating, I haven't talked to him since July. I never planned to change my mind, but now I have to.

"Veronica," he mutters and my heart seems to skip a beat. His voice. Hearing him say my name.

Gosh, get it together, Ronnie.

"Hey, Louis... I'm sorry for getting you in trouble. I don't even know why I said I was with you." Derek turns around and I can feel his eyes on me before looking away.

"I'm glad you did," he admits and we both don't know what to say anymore.

"I told your mom that you were at my house and your phone died so you couldn't call, then you forgot when you charged it." My mom knows I stopped hanging out with him, that's why she was so worried. Before it used to be normal for me to stay over at Nicolle or Louis' house.