"So, how was your first day? I know I didn't get a chance to see you at lunch. And I wasn't with you for like two lessons. But anyway, how did your day go?" Ari said, all at once. "Eh, fine I guess" Myron replied, looking at Ari and smiling. "You?" Myron said to Ari. "Literally nothing" Ari laughed. "Bullshitttttt" me and Frank said, looking at eachother and smiling. "Shut up" Ari whisper shouted. "What happened?" Myron said in a dull tone. "Nothing you hould worry your little dumbass head about" Ari said, smiling sweetly at her. "Marion five!" Myron shouted, then they gave eachother a highfive. "Wait, whats Marion?" Frank asked. "I'm not sure we wanna know..." I replied, which cause Ari and Myron to fall apart laughing. "Oh.. so something like this!?" Frank shouted, and jumped. He wrapped his legs around my waist and kissed me on the nose. "Kinda, just without actual kissing and shit" Myron replied, as Frank climbed off of me. "Anyway, where do you live now?" I asked Myron. "Just down here and to the left" she said, as we passed the local shop. "I'm going to get a Dr Pepper!" Ari called, and ran in. "I want a Monster!" Frank added and followed her. "We'll walk you home" I said, and flipped the hood on my jumper up. "Oh, you don't need to" she said. "But I want to" I argued. "Thanks for paying Frankie!" Ari laughed, and pulled him into a hug. Me and Myron exchanged a 'raised eyebrows' look, and greeted them when they reached us. "Get us anything?" Myron questioned, excitedly. "Yeah" Ari replied, and handed Myron an energy drink and me a Dr Pepper. Me and Myron said 'thank you' and then we headed off towards her house.
~after everyone else is gone~
All alone. Alone with my thoughts. Alone with myself. I slipped the key in the lock and turned it. I walked in and left my keys on the table. I walked down the steps to my basement bedroom. My kingdom. My solitude. I jumped down on my bed and rubbed my eyes with the heel of my hands. My head hurts. It aches. My eyes hurt. Everything hurts. I reached for the packet of paracetomol on my bedside cabinet and swallowed one down with a mouthful of Dr Pepper. I walked over to the CD player and started playing 'Dark side of the moon' by Pink Floyd. I grabbed the tin foil from under my bed and a small packet of powder and my lighter. I sprinkled a small bit of powder on the foil and created a flame from my lighter underneath it. I breathed in the smoke through a small tube made from tin foil. It's all just easier with tin foil, okay? I took the tube from my mouth and exhailed the smoke, along with a loud groan. I did a few more lines of heroin, and then put the stuff back under my bed. I opened the window to let the smell out. I lay down on the bed and shut my eyes. Nothing. It was beautiful. Just the sound of Roger Waters' voice, and the slight tinge of cold air from the open window. My head was swimming in the drugs. It made my body numb, just how I prefer it. No feeling, no worries. My phone vibrated in my pocket. I groaned, and then debated answering it. I pulled it out and saw the name 'Frankie!' on the screen. I clicked answer and heard Franks overexcitable, loveable voice fill my ear. "Whaddup?" Frank said. "I got a big cock!" I laughed, and then Frank joined in too. "Wanna meet up! Me and Ari are gonna go get Myron, and as you two are getting on so well, we thought we'd get you afterwards!" Frank said. I heard Ari add something in the background, but I couldn't understand it. "I don't know Frank.." I said. "Arii!" Frank shouted. "Gerard, you have no choice. Love you, see you in a bit!" Ari laughed, and hung up. Does no one fucking understand that I want to be by myself for one fucking day? I remember a time when I felt like this before. Well, I can't remember a time I didn't, but I mean, I tried to kill myself. I woke up to see and Ari and Frank waiting for me in hospital. I felt bad when I saw their faces. They looked ill. They had massive bags under their eyes and puffy cheeks. I shuddered at the memory. My body still felt weightless, and when I swung one leg off the bed, I nearly fell face first into my desk. I always get nervous when people are coming around to my house. I get worried that they'll just get bored or just not turn up. Or find my, special stash of stuff. I tapped my foot impatiently, and decided to lay back down. I'm kind of excited to see them. I guess I just really don't want to be left alone with myself.