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58. First Night Alone.

Two weeks came and went. I guess by being drunk and high all the time, the time flew. Lark and I stayed up late packing his suitcase for Florida. He couldn't bring anything drug related to the airport; he's not that dumb. After we finished packing his two bags we stripped out of our clothes; I gave him a blow-job that he loved and then we made love. I made friends with the one girl at a club and she offered to get me some Morning After pills, for a price. I paid her and she got two bottles of them. Now Lark and I could make love without using a condom or worrying about getting pregnant.

In the morning we made love three times before showering and getting dressed. We took a cab to the airport and because it was a little chilly outside we used the blanket to keep warm, which I took to use as the opportunity to give Lark a nice long hand job. He didn't want the driver to think suspicious of anything so it was fun watching Lark make faces without trying to moan. He managed to cum just as we pulled up to the airport. I smiled and wiped my hand on the seat, not caring too much as who knows who many people fucked in the back seat and in what positions.

We sat outside and smoked some cigarettes. "So I'll call every night around ten, that sound good?" He asked me.

I nodded and blew a puff out. "Sounds good." I said.

"What is Miss Rose going to do while I'm gone?" He smirked.

"I don't know. Go to Paradise Village maybe and drink."

"You've seen your high school friends?"

"No."

I haven't seen them in a while. I've been avoiding them and their calls. Finn is being an ass to me and he and everyone found out I haven't stopped smoking and been drinking. They are all on my ass about this. Finn also got a hold of Ryder and Ryder's tried to get in contact with me. I know he can't get to New York because he has to stay with his grandparents for a couple of weeks, but I then realized after his parents came back that he could come to New York and find me. Shit. Maybe I should crash somewhere for a while.

"Hey, is there anyone we know who's couch I can crash on if I can't get home?"

"Uh, probably Juliet She won't mind."

"Okay."

We finished our cigarettes. He reached into his pocket and handed me three boxes. "I got these yesterday. These should last you for a few days and in my underwear drawer there's some grass," He winked. "Lots of grass."

"Oh...okay." I grinned. "Thanks."

"Damn, what the fuck am I going to do when I'm gone?"

"Find a girl, just pretend she's me."

"Ha ha, good point." I said.

We walked into the airport and I followed him while he got things settled and we walked passed security. I followed him to the gate and we hugged for a long time, tightly, until he really had to go. We kissed for a couple of minutes before he really, really had to get on his plane. I stayed there and waved and then went to the big windows and saw him get on the plane. I waited there until the plane took off and was in the air, telling myself that the movie Final Destination was only a movie.

He was gone.

I sat at the airport for an hour. Bored. Maybe I should go to the park and go on that merry-go-round ride.

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Well the first three ride were fun. Then it got boring.

I sat on a bench that was pretty isolated but still in view point of people. I pulled out a cigarette and a lighter and lit a cigarette. I smoked it watching people pass.

I miss Ryder.

How I thought of him I had no idea.

Then I remembered how we said if we came to New York we would sit on a park bench and people watch for the fun of it. It seemed really stupid but we both liked how silly it sounded too.

Wow... I really miss Ryder.

Three more cigarettes.

Nope, still thought of him.

Maybe I should go home and take a cat nap.

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I arrived home sometime after I made the decision. I laid on the couch, shut my eyes and slowly fell asleep to the silence of the apartment.

I was in an alley, with a needle in my arm, injecting myself with... God knows what... something bad. A cigarette was in my mouth too. I was feeling really good and suddenly I heard Ryder's voice.

"Marley! Stop!" He yelled. "Stop it!"

"Ryder?" I called out. I looked around for the brown haired boy, but I couldn't find him at all. "Ryder?" I stood up and took the needle out of my arm and began walking around.

"Ryder!?" I called out once more.

Where was he?

I felt someone grab me from behind and in a quick reaction, remembering the needle in my hand filled with drugs, I turned and slammed that needle into their chest.

Shit.

"RYDER!" I yelled as he fell to the ground, screaming in pain as he held his chest. "Ryder! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

He said something, but I woke up screaming. That was a horrible nightmare. I don't think I've woke up bawling like this since Mom died... I miss Ryder.

Maybe I made a mistake. Maybe I shouldn't of broken up with him. He's been with me from the start and I don't mean from the start of the smoking a cigarette, I mean from when I was throwing up on purpose to make myself skinny. He's been with me since then.

Then reality hit me. I'm exactly like my father.

I stood up and dug through the kitchen until I found some vodka type rum and apple juice. I needed to get rid of Ryder and this seemed like a way to start.

Uh oh. Marley is alone now! What is going to happen?

Question: Would anyone here be interested in a sequel to this story? I have some ideas in mind, but I'd like your opinions first to see if anyone here would read the story.