The same day.
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Quil pov.
I went to Sam and Emily's house. Sam was waiting outside. "I need to talk to you." He said. "Well I need to talk to Emily, so later." I said trying to maneuver around him. He blocked me. And pushed me back a little. If this was one of the others I would have punched him. "Why did she get high?" He asked. Good question that's why I'm here. "Why do you think I'm here? What Emily said. Oh and by the way. Peirce said the last time someone overreacted the way I did she overdosed on acid. She doesn't like people telling her what to do about drugs. Her best friend doesn't think it's a big deal. Neither does she. Are we wrong? Telling her to stop? I mean to us it's a bad, wrong thing to do. But to her, it's as normal as breathing." I said. I think I'm starting to understand where she's coming from. "No were not." Emily said. She was next to Sam I didn't even notice her come out. "Why?" I asked. I really should stop talking. There being to question if I'm sane. I am too. "Because drugs are bad. They kill people all the time. There slowly killing her. Where the hell were her parents anyway? They should have stopped her." Emily said. Wow I don't think I've ever heard her cuss. "Well her mom walked out when she was 4 and her dad was off getting drunk and high too. In her life all she's ever known is people not caring what she does. Her dad does the same things she does so he really doesn't care. If he did he would have stopped her and not gotten sent to prison." I said. Emily looked like she didn't know what to say. "Oh. Her parents didn't care. That explains things. Tell her I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend her. I was only trying to help. But she does need to stop. Try to get her too. Please?" Emily asked. She cares. That's good.
But in some ways it's a bad thing. How many people in her life have actually cared abut her? I know Peirce does but is he the only one. The Lee's do but they don't really know her. Earlier she said she's only known of two people that care about her. Who's the other? I ran back to her house and she apparently woke up because she was downstairs talking to Peirce. I stayed outside wanting to know what they were talking about. "He really cares about you. I can tell." Peirce said. "How?" she asked. Yeah how can he I thought I was being careful. "By the way he looks at you. He seems to be starting to understand the way we think. Maybe he might not go crazy like that again." Peirce said laughing. She laughed a little. "I guess he does. I think I might like him. This is strange though. I'm usually the one talking to you about the guys you date. Not the other way around. Am I in a parallel universe?" She asked. They laughed again. "Maybe, pussycat, just maybe." He said. She laughed quietly. I walked up and knocked on the door. She answered it. She changed her clothes. She had on black shorts a dark blue tank top and white and blue knee high tube socks. "Umm, Quil, hi?" she said kind of awkwardly. I walked in and went into the living room, she followed me. "Hey man." Peirce said. I nodded at him. "So are you ok now?" I asked her. She looked down kind of guiltily and bit her lip. "Yeah, sorry about that. I just snapped. You know? Someone you don't really know just judging you. Like your nothing, worthless. It can make you do some crazy things. How do you think I got my first tattoo? I was pissed; a school teacher practically called me worthless and said I would turn out just like my dad." Amethyst said. Then she got this strange look on her face and left the room.
I looked at Peirce as if to ask why'd she leave. He just smiled and shook his head. "It still gets to her; she hates when people say she'll turn out like him. She did something she knew he would never do. She got the tattoo on her neck. I think she was still a little buzzed when she got it." He said. Then he laughed. "You'll figure it out soon enough. She's practically insane. Her street name with the druggies and hoods was Mad Hatter. People say funny things when there high." He said then went to the kitchen and got a drink as she came back into the room. "Peirce why are you telling him about my nickname? He doesn't need too know that." Amethyst said curling up on the couch with a pillow. I laughed. "It's kinda funny." I said to her. Then Peirce came in and stuck his tong out at her. She laughed and did it right back. I laughed. "You too really are like family." They looked at me. "Well duh." Peirce said in the gayest voice you could ever imagine. Amethyst fell off the couch laughing. I laughed. "Oh wow. Peirce I didn't know you were turning into your ex boyfriend." She said. He laughed and threw a pillow at her. She threw it back he looked at her and made to run at her. She screamed a little and ran to hide behind me. And I could do was try not to laugh at these two.
I turned around and wrapped my arms around her waist. Then pulled her in front of me and started to tickle her. Peirce started laughing and joined in. "you give?" I asked. She said no in between laughs. I ran my fingers over her sides and she laughed even harder. "Ok ok OK! You win! I give!" She finally yelled. We stopped and she leaned against me gasping for breath. "That was not cool. Peirce you traitor." She said glaring at him. Laughing at her he shook his head. "Sorry Amy I couldn't resist. It was too easy." He said. She rolled her eyes at him and looked at me. "So where did you go?" Amethyst asked me. "I went to go talk to Sam and Emily. Emily's sorry she didn't know the whole story. She still thinks that its wrong but she'll lay off." I said. Amethyst and Peirce nodded there heads.
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