Disclaimer: I do not own any of 'The Breakfast Club' characters dammit, so don't accuse me, of trying to steal anything, mmkay?
BROKEN DISHESAs I opened the front door to my townhouse I gave a big sigh of relief, glad my parents were nowhere in sight.
"Um, why don't we go to the kitchen, peanut butter and jelly is alright?"
"Just so long as there is no cereal in the sandwich, I'm alright with that."
" Hey don't knock it without trying it, and besides I don't put cereal in my peanut butter and jelly."
I got out all the makings, and as I reached for plates I remembered, shit every single plate in this house has either a crack or a chunk missing.
"Sorry um, all the dishes we have are broken but we can still use them." I placed them on the table very embarrassed.
"What do you want to drink?" Crap, I forgot we don't have soda or milk because my parents only allow enough money for alcoholic beverages.
"We have beer, tequila, whiskey, bourbon, and wine in a box."
"Beer's fine." I took two Bud's out of the fridge, and placed them on the table. It was then I noticed John staring at the lines that were also on the table. Shit, just ignore him looking and act as though you did not notice. Thankfully he turned his attention back to making a sandwich.
I knew what those lines were from, I was not an idiot, I wondered who in Allison's house used coke, if not Allison herself. I saw her notice me looking at the lines, and how her cheeks turned slightly pink. So I turned away and focused on my PB&J. I thought about it and realized how very similar are lives were, and how on Monday the other three 'members' would most likely ignore us.
I was sitting staring at the table when I heard Bender clear his throat.
"What do you think will happen on Monday?" he asked. The question startled me I had just assumed he could care less. My shock must have shown on my face because he quickly backtracked.
" I mean not that I care of course."
" I honestly don't know," I said truthfully "But, I will tell you one thing if your looking for a new friend I'm available, even if the others don't keep their promises."
He looked at me and nodded, "I'd like that you know your pretty cool chick for being a basket case and all."
"Thanks," I said. I looked at him again and realized he still had blood dried all over his face.
"You wanna use the bathroom to wash your face, you have blood all over yourself."
"Uh, yeah okay, whatever," he said he looked slightly embarrassed. I led him upstairs to the bathroom.
I heard the front door slam loudly shaking the bong on my dresser, while I sat on the bed waiting for John to finish in the bathroom. Several seconds later the door to the bathroom door openedand John came out, "What the fuck was that noise?"
"Probably one or both of my parents leaving to go sell smack." The look on his face was priceless; I could tell he was very surprised by the idea that my parents were dealers. I walked to the hall where he was standing.
"They give you free stuff?"
" No, they discount what they have though for me although if it's pot I usually just steal some from Debbie, she does not notice, the pot missing ever."
"Who's Debbie?"
"Oh, my mom, my parents insist I call them by their given names."
We walked into my room, "Nice walls." He commented.
"Oh thanks."
He looked up and walked over to my dresser fingering the bong, "My, my it seems we have a little pothead on our hands folks," His voice dripping with sarcasm. I just shrugged.
"Where'd you get it?"
" Debbie gave it to me, for Christmas when I was 11, it was the only gift I've ever gotten for Christmas." I felt sad thinking about it.
"How long have you been smoking pot?" She looked startled by the question. But after hesitated slightly she answered, "Since I was nine, my parents made me to smoke a blunt." I was genuinely surprised.
"When did you start?"
"Cigarettes nine, pot ten." I said shrugging. "My dad forced me to smoke the cigarettes." I closed my eyes mortified at what I just said.
I felt a warm hand on my knee."It's alright you can trust me. I won't tell anyone it's not likely that I'll have any friends besides you anyway."
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And everybody else just to let you know I have already written up to chapter 16 down on paper I just need to find time to type it up, but I'll try to post a chapter a day. Unfortunately, I'll be attending a funeral and wake on Saturday and Sunday, the 2nd and 3rd of July. So my next chapter update will be on the fourth of July probably.
