24. Let Me Give You A Reason
I never understood why teenagers drunk until now, It helps them relax and leave that state of depression. The only thing is, it doesn't last forever. I took a sip of the boatload of Grey Goose I poured into my glass. It felt soo good, but I wasn't about to drink myself to death, I took the bottle by the top and placed it in the cabinet, but not before pouring more in my glass. Another sip. I had just shitted on 2 of my moms biggest house rules, one, Never Ever have any liquor in the house, and two, Never Ever leave the house when the sun sets. And well not to mention I talked to 2 stranger while I was out. Sip. Why did life have to be so hard on me. Sip. I had 2 cups, I reached for the other one, only to realize I was so drunk, I could see two of everything. Sip. I was so tired. Sip. The room was spinning. Sip. I knocked over my glass and the drink spilled all over me. Shit. I stumbled over to my room, put on some shorts and a tank top and went to bed.
I was awoken by the sound of the kitchen cabinet shut. I immediately sprang up and headed towards the hallway. There was a little blue light coming from the crack in the door, it was opened. I went over, shut it and locked it. There was more shuffling in the kitchen, someone was here. "Mom," I called. More noise. "Justin?" No reply. I took a deep breath and walked into the kitchen, it was Maejor. Oh god. I swallowed hard, "What the fuck are you doing here." I tried not to stutter. "I just came to say sorry." If I knew my cabinets well, I would know I was standing right next to the one with the butcher knife. "Go fuck yourself." I slowly opened the cabinet and reached for the knife.. got it. "Look bitch, you accept my apology or not." He yelled getting closer to me. I pulled down the knife. "Whoa." He shrieked jumping back. "Why don't I give you a reason to call me a bitch." I pointed the knife at him. "I'm sorry," He threw his hands up. "Was that you car parked down the street." He nodded. "Why? Where you trying to scare me." I said stepping closer to him. "I-I" "You what!" I yelled. "I-I was j-just trying to get your attention." "For what?" "Please put down the knife." "No thanks." I smiled. "I love you Lily." He looked so stupid. "Well you have a really funny way of showing it." My arm was getting tired. "I was hoping if we could start over, as friends." He smiled showing all of his teeth. "Sit down," I said pointing to the chair with my knife. He rushed over and sat. "Grey Goose?" I asked. He nodded. I reached into the cabinet, with the knife still in my hand. I turned around before setting it down, "If you move, I will stab you." Maejor nodded, I could tell he was staring at my backside when I reached up. I was practically naked. "Don't be perverted." I said handing him a glass. "Okay." He still wanted to say something, but I think the fact that I had picked back up the knife scared him. I kicked my feet up on the table and leaned back in the chair, "So tell me about yourself Maejor."