So Long and Goodnight

Zepplin's POV

"Gee?" I call into the house, opening the door, walking in quietly.
"FXCK FXCK FXCK SHXT FXCK." I hear him speaking. I furrow my eyebrows and follow the sound of his voice, walking into the lounge.
FXCK. Gerard and Ridley are both pulling up their jeans frantically.
"Whoa whoa whoa, what the hell is going on here?"
I shield my eyes so I don't see anything I'll regret. "Can someone please tell me what's going on?!"
"I was just fxcking our art teacher."
"Rid!" says Gerard. "Zepplin, uh, wait one minute."
I hear him pulling up the zipper.
"WHAT."
"We were having so much fun, Gee." says Ridley. "Why'd you stop?"
"Are you drunk?" I say, walking over to her, and covering my eyes while she puts her top back on.
"Hammered dry." she says.I take my hands away from my eyes, and she is once again fully clothed.
"Anyway," says Gerard, walking over to us. His face is red with embarrassment. "Why are you here?"
"I found something out, but first, let's take care of this drunken sailor." I say.
"I may be drunk, but I'm not a sailor. I've never even flown a plane once." says Ridley. This girl is fxcking shxtfaced tonight.
"Come on, give me your wrist." she gives me her wrist and I check her pulse. Fast. Of course, she just got busy with Mr Gerard Way over here while drunk out of her mind.
"Gee, get a bucket and put some coffee on."
Gerard goes into his garage and comes back with a yellow bucket. "Here." he says, passing me the bucket. I instead lead Ridley to a stool and hand her the bucket, going over to the sink and making a glass of saltwater.
I hear the steam from the coffee maker as I hand her the glass. "Drink this." I say. She reluctantly takes the glass and takes a sip. I turn away and hear her vomiting into the bucket.
"Puking is the best thing for a drunk person." I say in reply to the confused looks Gerard gives me.
She looks up and wipes her mouth, squeezing her eyes shut, shivering. "That. Was. Revolting."
"No..." I say, sarcastically, handing her the cup of black coffee Gee hands me.
"What were you even doing?"
"I went to a party and there was a lot of Jack. Why are you here?"
"I found something."
"What'd you find?" says Gee, walking over and leaning on the countertop.
"You remember how Mr Holmon was being so nice to us? You know, complimenting us and patting us all on the back?"
They both nod.
"I found out why his mood was like that."
"Why?" they speak in unison, the suspense blocking up the room.
"Let me show you." I go behind Rid, pulling her hair over her shoulder, and take a small device off the back of her shirt. I show it to them. It's a tiny black circle.
"What is it?" says Gee.
"It's a tracker."

Notes

DUN
DUN!
DUUUUUUUUN!!!!!!!!
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