Weeks went by and it seemed like the things that kept Reggie at ease were cocaine and sex with Lars. She had been taking advantage of both opritunities when she got the chance. She even stole money from the Shore Shack often when she was going out with her coke addict friends. Since the hockey game incident, she was too embarrassed to even play hockey again. Besides her physical appearance chancing somewhat and showing cold symptoms, cocaine was taking over her life. The only good thing about it was she was up most of the night and it got her charged for physical activity, including sex.
One night, before she called up Lars for sex, she spent most of the afternoon after school snorting cocaine before sneaking over to Lars' house. As long as he was oblivious to her using cocaine, it was all good. While laying in bed, she started, "Is Sputz mad?"
"Why? Because his arm is busted?" Lars chuckled.
"Yeah..." Reggie replied.
"He was surprised someone your size knocked him down the way you did." Lars laughed.
"That's good to know." Reggie said. "Man, my head is killing me."
"You okay?" Lars asked.
"Yeah. Just...haven't been sleeping well..." Reggie said.
"Stress?" Lars asked, sincerely concerned.
"That and other stuff. Volley ball is intense and my coach is up my ass about my performance." Reggie said.
That part was true. Since she started using, Reggie's performance in sports was regressing. She skipped assignments and was partying almost every night. She seemed to take an interest in cocaine. Plus seeing Trent with Melissa in the hallways didn't make it better.
"Also, I see my ex a lot with Melissa DiMarco and I feel a stab at my heart every time." Reggie said, sadly. "Two years and he ends it like that."
Lars cringed. Why did she have to tell him that? What was this then?
"Like I said," Lars started, "he's an idiot and she's a bitch."
Reggie smiled at Lars. He looked into her eyes and noticed her pupils were enlarged. He dismissed the thought and said, "So...are you going to root for my team since your team is eliminated?"
"Why? So Otto can kill me?" Reggie giggled.
Lars chuckled and killed her again. Reggie looked up at him and said, "There is a party this weekend on the other side of town if you want to come?"
"Depends. Will you be there?" Lars asked.
"Of course! I am inviting you." Reggie replied.
At that moment, they felt a small pounce and heard a cat going, "Meow..." They looked up and it was Pepito, Twister and Lars' kitten. Lars pet the small cat on the head.
"Don't mind him." Lars said as Reggie kissed him again.
The next day, Reggie decided to go skating with the guys. Her vision was blurry as she skated. On the half pipe, she fell face first. Had she not been wearing her helmet, her nose would've been broken. Otto and Twister ran over to see if she was okay.
"Dude, you beefed it." Otto laughed.
"Shut up, Otto." Reggie snapped.
"I'm kidding." Otto snapped.
"Are you okay?" Twister asked.
"Yeah." Reggie said. "I'm tired of skating. Let's go to the shack."
The guys agreed and made their way over to the shack. Once they were there, they saw Officer Shirley talking to Ray and Tito. Reggie felt a pit growing in her stomach.
"What happened?" Sam asked.
"Someone stole money out of the safe." Raymundo said.
"We are short about $1900.00." Tito added.
"Shit..." Otto said. "Are you going to install cameras?"
"That wouldn't be a bad idea, Rocket Boy." Ray suggested. "Sam, maybe you can help me install some cameras."
"Sure thing." Sam said and looked st Reggie, who was sweating with nerves. "You okay?"
"Yeah...I mean, whoever robbed this place is going to hell for certain." Reggie gave a nervous chuckle. "Oh, look at the time. I better go."
"But coming here was your idea!" Twister called back as she skated off.
Sam started to get somewhat suspicious.
'Hmm...could she be...but she wouldn't...or is she?' He thought.
The night of the party Reggie was to attend, she was pregaming with Angie and Makayla while telling them about Lars.
"Don't tell me you are starting to like this guy." Makayla stated. "Trust me. No guy is worth your time no matter how great the sex is."
"Also, who is to say he won't treat you like Trent did?" Angie added.
"Oh believe me." Reggie chuckled as she took in another hit. "I've known Lars since we were practically kids. He use to bully me and my friends but I have to admit, the sex is awesome. It's the second thing that helps me through shit. The first being this blow of course."
The girls laughed and Makayla said, "Reg, don't get too attached to one guy. Also, there will be several hot guys tonight that you should meet."
Lars ended up going to the party alone. He lied to his parents saying he was out with his friends. Truth was, he needed to go to the party to tell Reggie how he felt and where they should take their intimacy. All he knew was after these meet ups for sex, he was starting to feel something for her. The address of the party Reggie gave him was in a rather dumpy area of Ocean Shores. After parking the car, he walked into the house saying, "Okay, Lars...she's just like any other girl you've slept with...but so much more...you got this, bro."
The atmospher of the party was just like any other party Lars had been to; booze, loud people, drunk people dancing, loud music, mingling, etc. Reggie was with people and she spotted him. She walked over to him and practically threw herself on him. By the smell of her breath and her clothes, she has been drinking heavily.
"Hey! You made it!" She cried out of drunk excitement.
Lars hugged her back. From what he felt, she obviously lost more weight from when they last met.
"Yeah. I'm here." Lars chuckled nervously and noticed her outfit, a sexy tight halter top and low rider jeans. "You look great."
"So do you." Reggie giggled. "Are you having fun because I'm having so much fun."
"Cool." Lars said. "Wanna dance?"
Reggie took Lars by the hand and led him into the next room where people were dancing. Once on the dance floor, Reggie grinded up against him, both of the, getting lost in the loud hip hop music that way playing at the party. Even though she was obviously drunk out of her mind, Lars loved the feeling of Reggie up against him, moving her hips. A few songs later, Lars broke the ice and said, "Wanna go somewhere where we could talk?"
"Sure thing, good looking..." Reggie replied.
Lars took her by the hand because she was stumbling. Once alone, he said to her, "You know what I was thinking?"
Reggie sipped on another beer and eyed him.
"I was thinking about our meetings and...I could see us being more than...you know...I'd like to take it to the next level." Lars said a little bashful.
"The next level?" Reggie eyed Lars as she took another sip.
"You know...um...I just have been starting to feel things for you and I'd like to do more than just meet up for ocsssional sex." Lars said.
"Lars, don't you get it?" Reggie snickered. "I've just been using you for my own pleasure. In fact, I had no intention of starting anything up with you. I figured since the sex is so good, why even pursue anything past what we're doing? Plus, all guys are assholes so who is to say you'd be any different?"
At that moment, some random guy came over to Reggie and said, "Hey, Reg, wanna dance?"
Right in front of Lars, the guy took Reggie by the waist where Reggie turned around to the random guy and said, "I'd love to."
From there, she walked away leaving Lars confused and humiliated.