Melissa's latest instagram picture is so pretty. And she's so social lately...how long until she goes in hiding again? :)

27. Saturday Night

I got home around 11. Minnie was out working at the hair salon until at least seven, then going to a party around nine until who knows when. I hadn't mentioned that I stopped the smoking to her so when I came home and saw that there was a couple of cigarette packets on the table for me, I literally used all my power to stir away from them. I managed to get upstairs and take a long, long hot shower.

When I finished I walked back to my room and changed into a dainty black lace crop top and some jean shorts. I sat back in a chair having nothing else to do for the day. I couldn't think of any songs to write and I had no idea what to do for the day. Maybe walk around for a while, but I was too tired to get up. I went on Facebook and saw I had a friend request from someone named Constance Duvex. I deleted the request. Stupid Connie. God, Connie and this Bree girl are so much alike...pain in my ass and annoying as hell. Like trying to break up Ryder and I.

I decided to head over to Lark's apartment and hang out until he had to leave for work. I took the bus there; I missed Mom and the driving we did when we had to go to places. I just felt so alone without her.

I got to the apartment and knocked on the door. Lark opened it, a cigarette in his mouth. "Hey, what's up?"

"I'm bored." I said. "Got any weed?"

It felt pretty good to get high again. All the colors returning and moving like a blob in a lava lamp and the atmosphere in general just all stress free. Lark ordered some pizzas a while ago and was waiting at the door to get them. We were just sitting on the floor and I craved for a cigarette so badly, but I knew I was doing good and was almost close to a week of being free of smoking free. Lark stopped smoking at one point and broke up the cigarette and placed it on the table. He then leaned down and snorted it up his nose.

Gross.

He laughed and said, "It's good man! It's better too!"

"Gross!" I giggled.

"I got...other things...wanna try?"

"No, no...I'm mored."

"Mored? Haha!"

"Shut up!" I laughed. "I's gottas go pees!" The doorbell rang.

"I get foodie."

We both left. I could hear Lark from the open bathroom door talk to the pizza guy before shutting the door and coming to the bathroom. "Marley! We got free pizza! He was 45 minutes late!"

"Yey! Pizza!" I cheered.

We ordered about five boxes of cheese and three with bacon. How we managed to munch three boxes in twenty minutes was insane. I unbuttoned my shorts and let them lose a little to let my pizza stomach out. Lark, however, removed his pants in total. "Take pants off...funner..." He said, smoking another joint in his mouth. I shrugged. I was still in my underpants and I mean, this guy has seen me pee in the bathroom before. I took the rest of my shorts off and felt the coolness hit my thighs and legs of the room.

"We silly!" I laughed. "I wish Ryder...here...we have sexy time!"

"Fuck my bed...off ... floor!" Lark laughed, taking a swing at his drink. "Wanna sip?"

"No...water...gerb herb der...ber..." I muttered as I got up and walked stumbled into the kitchen, knocking things over and hitting the wall a few times before getting to the sink. I turned the faucet on and placed my head under the running water; chugging the water as it came out of the faucet. Of course my face and my hair got wet too, which was fun. I turned the faucet off and stumbled back into the living room where Lark had a pizza in his mouth and chomped on it with one hand. "See?... I do it...I get water!"

"Go home...yer...high!"

I laughed and said, "No!" and laughed harder.

Lark had to stop once he calmed down a few hours later. He showered and got ready for work and said he'd give me a ride. "I wanna sleep," I muttered.

"Come on," He said as he pulled my shorts over my underwear. "You can sleep when you get home."

"Mmmm...weed?" I asked, still sleepy.

"Want some?" He asked as soon as he button my shorts. I nodded. "Okay, I'll lend some over. Come on now, to Aaron's car." He said as he lifted me up and over his shoulder.

I vaguely remember anything after that. Just being in the car, getting home and then ending up in my bed with a fan turned on high and some crackers and water next to me and Lark saying something about my shirts drawer. I fell asleep after that.