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64. Old Friends.

Everyone had to go back home when they woke up in the morning. Most of them don't remember what happened last night, anything at all. They just remember having sex with someone and drinking a lot. I, dressed in a shirt and jean shorts, gave everyone a banana on the go and once they finished I turned back to the room and saw the giant mess we all made together. Beer bottles all over the room, empty bottles broken in the sink, drug baggies and cigarettes crushed on the floor. I sighed as I rubbed my head. Wow, bad hangover.

I started most of the clean up, putting bottles in the recycle bin and then flushing all the drugs I could down the toilet. I vacuumed up all over the living room, the bedroom; all carpet surfaces and then for the other surfaces such as the bathroom and kitchen floor I used one of those Shark mop things that clean up ninety-nice percent of the floor and kill all the bacteria on the floor. Drug free as possible I then showered and got dressed in a pink crop top and jean shorts with converse and gathered all my dirty clothes into a giant garbage bag and carried it down the street to the local laundry mat.

I remembered doing this once with Lark, but I don't remember now...Damn it...how do I do this? Oh wait, now I remember...no, do I separate my whites from my lights and my dark clothes? Or can I put my lights and whites into the same machine?...no...Why couldn't I remember anything? Maybe...no... I guess it was—

"Excuse me, ma'me?" A male's voice behind me asked. I turned and look at him. About nineteen years old. "First time?"

Lie. "Yes."

"Oh, alright. I'll show ya."

The guy showed me how to do the laundry here, explaining what he does. Three washes and three drying; Darks, lights and white. If there was dark clothing with a random bright color then add it to the dark colors. Anything that didn't need to be dried in a machine could be hung up in provided bags at the front. I nodded and thanked him and started to do my wash. I started doing my wash and I felt that his eyes didn't leave mine. "What?"

"You okay? You're skin is kinda...off. And you're eyes are kind of red."

"Animal allergies." I said. "A couple of my friends have cats and dogs and when I stayed with last night I had a bad reaction." I said.

"Alright." He said and then left.

Once he was gone I pulled out my phone, opened the camera and had the camera face me. My skin did seem weird. Kind of...just weird. Maybe blotchy skin in some areas. Red around my eyes, but not all over; clearly a sign of some reaction to cause this and then my hair too. Thin and looked like string. Then I saw my face and the thinness it had. Same with my fingers and wrist and when I looked down at my body my arms were thin, my torso was thin and my legs were bony. Scary, but probably just normal for someone who is beginning to party hard. Right?

Several hours later I carried my fresh laundry from the laundry mat to the apartment. Along my way I saw several guys walking down towards my direction, but I didn't take noticed until we all passed one another and someone called my name. "Marley?" Sounded like Sam. "Marley!" Very much Sam.

I gazed back and saw Sam. And Artie and Finn and Blaine. All of them looking like they've seen a dead zombie or whatever.

"Oh...hello." I said to them. "What's up?"

They didn't say anything. They just looked the same. A dead zombie come back to life.

"Well alright then." I said. "Later."

I started walking away from them with the bag before I felt someone grab my arm and tug at me, easily since I was so light. Blaine pulled me back towards them. "You're staying with us from now on." He said calmy.

"Excuse me, I am a full grown woman and I can take care of myself."

"Not when you're dependent on drinking and drugs." Blaine said.

"Oh please and where the hell have you've been?" I asked. "I can do good on my own and you would believe that if you've seen me."

"We've been going to Paradise Disco since you showed it to us and we never see you." Finn said. "And we knew you weren't in Lima because we've called everyone we could and no one has seen you."

"Minnie said you were still in New York when I called her a few weeks ago, but she said you were working most nights."

"Yeah when I was fucking working. Now I'm not and living life." I said, pulling my arm out of Blaine's grip. "Now I'm having a fun time."

"Marley, drinking and drug abuse isn't a fun life. You can get caught."

"I managed to get out the other day." I said with a smile. "All by myself and then celebrated it with red wine and vodka."

"Oh gosh that sounds gross," Sam said.

"OH REALLY!? I AM SO SURE THAT YOU AND FINN AND ARTIE AND BLAINE HERE ALL GOT MASHED FACE AT ONE OF BIG PAIN IN MY ASSES PARTIES WHERE SHE AND BLAINE HERE MADE OUT AND SANG A SONG ON STAGE! ALL OF YOU BEEN SMASHED FACE AND NOW YOU'RE TYING TO TELL ME NOT TO? FUCK ALL OF YOU!" I yelled.

"I never got drunk. I was a driver." Finn said.

"Yeah and if you didn't hear, Brittany and Santana threw up on stage a few days later." Blaine told me.

"Then the rest of us after we got off the stage." Artie added.

"I haven't thrown up in a while assholes!" I said.

"Marley—"

"FUCK OFF BLAINE DEVON ANDERSON!"

"Stop having rapid mood swings Marley," Artie said.

"She can't help it dude. It's a sign and symptom of alcohol abuse and drug abuse." Finn said as if I wasn't there. Like I was invisible.

"Look in the mirror lately?" Sam asked me. "You're thin and look unhealthy."

"YEAH YELL YOU STOLE A GUBBY FISHES MOUTH!" I yelled.

Finn made his actions quick. Finn picked me up easily and I started to yell at him to let me go, but he didn't listen. He carried me across the street not caring about the eyes looking at us and into a store where he looked for the biggest mirror and placed me in front of the mirror. "Look as yourself Marley." He said. "This isn't you."

I looked and saw the unhealthy person he was talking about. But I saw also a beautiful, free, party wild child in that mirror. Happiness all over. "I love her."

"You're kidding me, right?" Finn asked. "This isn't you. This is not the Marley Rose at least I know."

"She's gone asshole. Deal with it." I said. "And maybe I'm just PMSing with mood swings!"

"Marley you have a drug abuse and drinking problem and you need help! If I could get in contact with Ryder I would tell him to come here and get you help, but he's not available for some reason." Finn said. "You have a problem."

"I don't need help because I don't have a problem. I'm living the life of a wild child!" I screamed in happiness. "You can't stop a wild child from having fun!"

"Marley—" Finn said.

Me
I come home in the morning light
My mother says 'When you gonna live your life right?
Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones
And girls they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have fun.

I started dancing around the store, using mannequin to dance around as my dance partner, while everyone around us watch.

The phone rings in the middle of the night
My father yelled 'What you gonna do with your life?'
Oh daddy dear you know you're still number one
But girls they want to have fun
Oh girls just want to have

I got on top of a table and began dancing in a circle and doing some weird Egyptian dance walk, which caused some confusion and laughter from the others.

That's all they really want
Some fun
When the working day is done
Girls— they want to have fun
Oh girls just wanna have fun!

I kept singing until, not noticing where the table ended, I fell off the table and fell face first onto the floor. I heard some feet running over and hands pick me up.

"Marley, you need to stop. You need help." Sam said.

"No!" I yelled.

"Let us help you." Finn said.

"No!"

Then Blaine added, "We're going to help you whether you like it or not."

I said, "I have to use toilet first."

They guided me to the bathroom and I locked the door behind me. The window was shut, but I managed to open it and jump out the window to the ground. I jogged around the corner and caught the first bus in sight.

I sat down in the middle of the bus seats next to a window and smiling. Glad to be away from those old friends of mine. I have new friends and I like them a lot. Even if all we did was smoke and have wild sex. They were part of my life now and I loved this new life I had.

When I got back to the apartment my phone was buzzing. From the guys. Nope, not answering. I entered inside, lit up a cigarette and started making lunch and then get ready for the part tonight.