"Go home." Kevin told me as two cops walked out with the guy hand-cuffed. "What?" I asked. "Head home." He said. I looked around. Everyone looked irritated. I felt even more embarassed. I felt my eyes start to tear up. I ran to the back and grabbed my purse. "Hey." I heard. I blinked a bunch of times hoping to clear the tears from my eyes. It didn't work though. I looked over and Rob was standing next to me. I sniffed and wiped my eyes. "Come home with me?" He asked. I shook my head no. "Blair, I know I don't know you THAT well, but I know something's going on." He said. "Thanks. I'm just gonna head home though." I said starting to cry. "Chris isn't home yet, is he?" He asked. "No." "So, come hang with me." He said. "We'll talk." "No thanks." I said. I closed my locker, clocked out and left. I drove home. I was so upset! I was losing hours at work left and right. I thought about Ariel's party and decided to just say screw it. I probably wouldn't have fun anyway! I ignored the phone when she called a couple hours later. I just continued to sob in my pillow. I was so releived when I heard the front door open. I jumped up and ran to the door. "Hey. What's wrong?" Chris asked. He closed the door and hugged me. I cried harder. "Blair, what's wrong?" "Everything." I sobbed. "Work?" "Mostly." He sat me down on the couch and continued to hug me. I heard my phone ring again. "You gonna get that?" He asked as he pulled away and brushed my hair away from my wet cheek. "No." I said taking a deep breath. "Okay." He smiled. I sighed and layed back into the couch. He got up and took off his shirt. "What a busy day." He said stretching his arms up and yawning. He went to the kitchen and opened the fridge. He poured himself a glass of water and sat back down next to me. "I keep going all these horrible things and thinking of doing things even more horrible." I said. "Oh, stop." He said. He put his hand on my leg and rubbed it. "It's true." I said. "You're smart." He said. "Not lately." I said as I thought about how I reacted to the guy at the store. I was too embarassed to tell Chris about it. "Stop." He said letting out a chuckle. "Then why did I think more than once about getting high with Rob?" I blurted out. "What?" He asked. "Blair. . ." "I know. See, I told you." I said. "Nah. That's not horrible. A lot of people try it at least once." He said. "No. I'm horrible. Even right now I have urge to do it." I said. He stood up. "Seriously?" I nodded. "Cause, I can call someone right now." He said. "No." He smiled. "See, you don't have the guts. It's not you." I just nodded. Chris use to smoke pot all the time and I didn't want him to have to be around it. I decided if I was ever going to try it, it wouldn't be around him. He was probably right anyway, I didn't have the guts. He heated up some hot pockets and we sat down in front of the tv while we ate them. "Drugs are trouble." He said out of the blue. "You know where it was starting to lead me." "Then how does Rob function so well?" I asked. "I don't know." He shrugged. "Maybe he's one of those guys that can just try as much shit as he wants and never get addicted." "Yeah, cause I know he does more than just weed." I said. "He looks like he does." He said. "He made it sound like he does." I said. "Not something you want to get into." He said puting his arm around me. I just rolled my eyes. I couldn't understand why everyone was telling me that. He kissed my cheek. I stood up. "I better get ready for dinner." I said. "Oh, Sarah had to cancel. We plan on doing it tomorrow night instead." He said. "Oh." I sat back down. "I'm sorry." "It's okay." He said. He flipped through the channels a few times and stopped on some Documentary about Ghosts on Alcatraz. After we watched tv for a while, I took a quick shower before I went to bed.
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"Go home." Kevin told me as two cops walked out with the guy hand-cuffed.
"What?" I asked.
"Head home." He said.
I looked around. Everyone looked irritated. I felt even more embarassed. I felt my eyes start to tear up. I ran to the back and grabbed my purse. "Hey." I heard. I blinked a bunch of times hoping to clear the tears from my eyes. It didn't work though. I looked over and Rob was standing next to me. I sniffed and wiped my eyes.
"Come home with me?" He asked.
I shook my head no.
"Blair, I know I don't know you THAT well, but I know something's going on." He said.
"Thanks. I'm just gonna head home though." I said starting to cry.
"Chris isn't home yet, is he?" He asked.
"No."
"So, come hang with me." He said. "We'll talk."
"No thanks." I said. I closed my locker, clocked out and left. I drove home. I was so upset! I was losing hours at work left and right. I thought about Ariel's party and decided to just say screw it. I probably wouldn't have fun anyway! I ignored the phone when she called a couple hours later. I just continued to sob in my pillow. I was so releived when I heard the front door open. I jumped up and ran to the door.
"Hey. What's wrong?" Chris asked. He closed the door and hugged me. I cried harder. "Blair, what's wrong?"
"Everything." I sobbed.
"Work?"
"Mostly."
He sat me down on the couch and continued to hug me. I heard my phone ring again. "You gonna get that?" He asked as he pulled away and brushed my hair away from my wet cheek.
"No." I said taking a deep breath.
"Okay." He smiled.
I sighed and layed back into the couch. He got up and took off his shirt. "What a busy day." He said stretching his arms up and yawning. He went to the kitchen and opened the fridge. He poured himself a glass of water and sat back down next to me.
"I keep going all these horrible things and thinking of doing things even more horrible." I said.
"Oh, stop." He said. He put his hand on my leg and rubbed it.
"It's true." I said.
"You're smart." He said.
"Not lately." I said as I thought about how I reacted to the guy at the store. I was too embarassed to tell Chris about it.
"Stop." He said letting out a chuckle.
"Then why did I think more than once about getting high with Rob?" I blurted out.
"What?" He asked. "Blair. . ."
"I know. See, I told you." I said.
"Nah. That's not horrible. A lot of people try it at least once." He said.
"No. I'm horrible. Even right now I have urge to do it." I said.
He stood up. "Seriously?"
I nodded.
"Cause, I can call someone right now." He said.
"No."
He smiled. "See, you don't have the guts. It's not you."
I just nodded. Chris use to smoke pot all the time and I didn't want him to have to be around it. I decided if I was ever going to try it, it wouldn't be around him. He was probably right anyway, I didn't have the guts. He heated up some hot pockets and we sat down in front of the tv while we ate them.
"Drugs are trouble." He said out of the blue. "You know where it was starting to lead me."
"Then how does Rob function so well?" I asked.
"I don't know." He shrugged. "Maybe he's one of those guys that can just try as much shit as he wants and never get addicted."
"Yeah, cause I know he does more than just weed." I said.
"He looks like he does." He said.
"He made it sound like he does." I said.
"Not something you want to get into." He said puting his arm around me.
I just rolled my eyes. I couldn't understand why everyone was telling me that. He kissed my cheek. I stood up. "I better get ready for dinner." I said.
"Oh, Sarah had to cancel. We plan on doing it tomorrow night instead." He said.
"Oh." I sat back down. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay." He said. He flipped through the channels a few times and stopped on some Documentary about Ghosts on Alcatraz. After we watched tv for a while, I took a quick shower before I went to bed.
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