ALEXANDER

"Oh my motherfucking god! That was so motherfucking cool!"

Brianna was yelling behind me, thinking I did this for her but I did that for myself.

I completely zoned out and walked all the way to my car.

"Where are you going?" She asked me. "The principal is probably going to want to talk to you about what happened."

"I don't give a fuck." I said, opening my truck door before looking at her. "You coming or not?"

She smiled and got in. Something was angry in me at how easy it was for me to talk her into ditching with me.

I drove off, not even knowing where I was going.

"Take me somewhere." I told her.

"Where?"

"Just somewhere I can get high again." I almost sounded just like the lowlives in my school, but I was actually at a low point in my life.

"Okay." She excitedly said before giving me directions. I called my work, telling them I was sick and couldn't make it that day.

We arrived at a small house. There was a broken window that was taped up by mechanical tape. I could literally smell the weed just walking up the steps.

Brianna walked in without knocking. There were about six people in the living room, all high or drunk. It was evident by the way their eyes were red and half closed, and they were sloppily sitting down.

There was one guy talking to a plant, and one girl that was half naked and passed out on the floor.

"Hey Kevin!" She greeted who I assumed was the leader of the house. He looked up from watching 'The Simpsons' and smiled when he saw her.

"Kevin, this is Alex. Alex, this is my older brother Kevin." She introduced us.

"What's up, man?" He simply said, and kept his eyes on the television.

"Let's go up to my room." Brianna grabbed my hand and led me upstairs.

Everywhere in this house was messy. There were things scattered all around and I tripped on stuff a few times.

Her room was mostly red and black, with papers of sketches all around her room. She had five mattresses stacked up for a bed, that only had one sheet and one pillow.

"This is my room." She announced awkwardly, before kicking off her black boots.

She sat down on her bed and took out two joints from under it. She took it out of the plastic bag and offered me one.

"Thanks." I thanked her before sitting down next to her.

It felt weird to sit on another girls bed, with her next to me. The me before Sky would've already taken off her clothes, but I didn't have an interest on her.

Brianna lit both of our joints and I laid down on my back while smoking it. The silence, the darkness of her room and the weed helped that image of Sky and my father vanish away.

"Thank you for defending me in class." Brianna scooted closer to me.

"No problem." I blew the smoke out.

I didn't know what my life had come to. I was in a dirty room with a girl I would've never even talked to in my life, getting high out of my mind.

It was better than letting myself drown while thinking of my dead father, or Sky.

Suddenly, I felt her hand on my thigh but didn't make a move. I didn't know why I didn't stop her, I think it was because my body was so fucking relaxed that I couldn't make a move.

"I can't believe you did that for me. I mean, who would have thought that Alexander Scott would do that for me." She talked a little too high pitched for my ears.

"Aren't you with Sky Williams? That black girl?" Brianna said, and that relaxing feeling disappeared because of the mention of her name.

"Don't fucking say her name." I groaned, before taking her joint from her fingers and taking a hit.

"You two aren't together?" She asked.

"No." She scooted a bit closer.

I wanted to tell her so badly that I didn't want her like that, but I didn't want her to push me away. I had just met her today, but if I hadn't, I would have just been miserable and by myself.

Hours went by, and Sky's face was out of my mind. But the more it wore off, the more she wanted to crawl back into my mind. 

My father wanted to crawl back in too. I tried to tell him that I was glad he was dead, but he knew it was a lie, so he just kept coming back.

I didn't know what I was doing for that long. I think I was just listening to Brianna go on about how she had a crush on me freshman year. Even if I didn't respond, she kept going.

"Are you still with Sky or not?" She asked out of nowhere, and that was the only line that I picked up.

"Shut. Up." I groaned.

"Jeez sorry." She raised her arms up and went back to sketching in her notebook. ". . . She's really pretty."

I groaned loudly. "I know that! Don't you think I fucking know that?!"

She looked startled by my sudden outburst and looked down at the floor.

I grabbed her hand. "Come with me."

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I brought Brianna to the hotel where I'd only ever brought Sky.

Truth was: Brianna talked so fucking much that it helped get Sky out of my mind a little.

Hannah was on the phone when I entered. She gave me a weird look before I just went on the elevator and up to the roof top.

"Woah it's so cool here!" Brianna said excitedly, but my eyes landed on something really small at the edge of the rooftop.

I didn't even have to blink to know that it was her.

What was she doing here? And how was she sitting so close to the edge when she was afraid of heights?

"Sky?" I called out, her name sounding foreign coming from my own mouth.

Her small head looked back at me. She looked surprised to see me, especially with the girl I had beside me.

She then held a hurt expression and looked back down.

"What are you doing here?" I asked her, looking down at her.

She got up and fixed her hoodie that was over her head. "I-I don't even know."

Seeing her sobered me up so quickly. It was fucking euphoric, to see her and to be so close to her.

"I-I'm going home." She announced before taking her longboard in her hands and making her way to the door.

"I'll drive you home." I told her instinctively. No matter how I felt about her, I could never let her go home by herself.

She looked behind me at Brianna, who I completely forgot was there.

"It's okay." Sky forced a smile.

"Sky, I'm driving you home." I told her, not as a question but as a statement.

"We just got here!" Brianna whined. I groaned at her loud voice.

"I don't care." I said.

"Fine. But you're driving me back home, and buying me lunch tomorrow." She wrapped her hand around my bicep, in the same way Sky used to.

I looked back at Sky, who was following us but had her attention on the way Brianna was holding me.

I wiggled out of Brianna's grasp, and she just took that opportunity to click the first floor button many times in the elevator.

Sky stayed quiet in the corner.

We got in my truck, Brianna at the front and Sky as the back.

As I drove Brianna to her house, she continued being her blabbing self. I spent the short ride catching glances at Sky from my rear-view mirror. She seemed sad, way too sad of my liking.

"Bye!" Brianna waved before getting out of my truck and jogging to her house.

It felt like an immense amount of pressure was taken off my back.

"Come to the front, Sky." I ordered her, being stern because I didn't want her to say no.

She did, and rested her head on the door when she sat down. I began driving into the sunset, in the way of her house.

"I'm sorry, Sky." I broke the loud silence of the car.

She stayed silent, not moving her eyes away from the sunset.

"I didn't mean those fucking words I said to you, Sky. You know how I feel. . . felt about you." I confessed.

"I know." She whispered. "Why did you say it?"

"I don't know. . . I was drunk and hurt. Too much fucking happened that night." I said.

"I just wish you could feel what you said."

The car went silent after that.

I didn't even know what to say.

We finally reached her house, but she was asleep. She was so fucking peaceful and beautiful.

I got out and went to the other side of her car.

I then picked her up gently, making sure not to wake her up. She clutched onto the collar of my shirt in the sleep, and adjusted her head on my chest.

She weighed nothing as I carried her up to the front door of her house, and rung the doorbell.

Her mother opened for me, and didn't look surprised when she saw me.

"She fell asleep in my car." I informed her.

Her mother gave me a small smile and opened the door for me to enter. "Take her up to her room."

I did just that, and she didn't wake up in the slightest. I still found myself wondering if she had eaten before, so she wouldn't wake up too hungry. Or if she was comfortable in her m'ajusta layers.

I just set her in the bed and noticed that she didn't let go of the grip she had on my shirt.

"She wants to go to Virginia with you." Sky's mother told me, leaning again the door frame.

I looked back down at Sky, and almost didn't want her to let me go. . . of the strong grip she had on my shirt.

"If you love her, you will let her go." Her mother repeated the words I've been wondering in my head since months ago.

I looked down at Sky and ripped her hand off of me, before leaving the house.

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