Run Away Before It's Too Late

*************Kathandria's POvV***************
After an hour of sleeping, I wake up. I sigh. I cover up my arms and go downstairs. I raise an eyebrow. Why is everyone still here? I shrug and go into the kitchen and get a bottle of water. When was the last time I ate? Hm....I think about a week and a half ago. Good, good. I grab a cup of ice and start n]gnawing on it. For every ice cube you eat, you burn 11 calories you know. I sit down next to Mike.
"Hey Mikey?"
"Yeah Kat?"
"Do you have any weed?" Mike looks at me funny before a shit eating grin breaks out on his face. He pumps his fist in the air.
"Yes I finally have a smoking buddy!" He says as he grabs my arm and drags me to the backyard. He hands me a joint and lights it for me. I breathe in the sweet scent of weed and exhale in relief. I grab my phone from my jacket's pockets and play the song Princeton Ave by Issues.
"It's time for a change! This generation... this generation needs a hero!

What is a man, who lays a hand on his lover, and calls it tough love, tough love
What is a man, who can't take a stand for his daughter, and calls it tough love, tough love
Your roots grow in the cracks of the alleys, college park made you
Man enough to see, man enough to see, there ain't a goddamn man in me

Take me back to a date before I was hostile and learned to hate

You promised you would never become,

You promised you would never become,
A storm a blackout replicating the one
The thunder inside him became your life
And you called him your best friend 'til the day you were nine

What is a man, who lays a hand on his lover, and calls it tough love, tough love
What is a man, who can't take a stand for his daughter, and calls it tough love, tough love

Hotel rooms, Bourbon and Bronx, a drifter living life without God
You've done it now, you planted a seed. Now the storm inside you–it swallows her

Baby love, alright
And I know life can be so strange
But I know I can make a change
I'mma wipe away the clouds for ya

I'm gonna be around for ya,
I'm gonna paint the town for ya,
I'm gonna make a promise to give you everything you want and need,
But she fucked up now, 'cause she's bearing another mouth you can't feed

Cease production of a destructive breed,
Seek help 'cause your pride only makes you weak

And what is a man, who lays a hand on his lover, and calls it tough love, tough love
What is a man, who can't take a stand for his daughter (can't take a stand), and calls it tough love, tough love
Your roots grow in the cracks of the alleys, college park made you
Man enough to see, man enough to see, there ain't a goddamn man in me
(There ain't a goddamn man in me)," I sing/scream. Mike was looking at me in wonder. I blush and look away.
"I didn't know you could scream like that." I blush.
"Well yeah I can." Alone by Falling In Reverse comes on and I start to sing/scream along with it. I can feel the joint relaxing me. Fuck, this is some good weed. It's definitely not the cheap shit.
"Damn Mikey, you sure do know how to get some good weed." I crack a smile. He looks at me stupidly then laughs his ass of. Damn it, he's stoned already. I smack my face. Lucky bastard. I wish I could get stoned but alas I cannot. I only relax.
"What the hell is going on here?" Oli asks. I look at him as if he's stupid.
"What does it look like dumbass? We're smoking weed. And here I thought you were smart." I jab playfully at him. He grins and shakes his head.
"I knew that. I just wanted to see if I could scare the shit out of you. Wait, are you stoned?"
"No. I don't get high. No matter how many and how much drugs I take," I shake my head wistfully, "but Mikey sure is." I jerk my head to him. His pupils are dilated and he's singing A Match Into Water way off key. I slap him upside the head.
"Ow, what was that for?"
"For your horrible, tone deaf, dying walrus off key singing," I say as I puff a ring of smoke into his face. He blinks and grumbles.
"Hey, Mike, got anymore joints?" Oli asks him. Mike grins and nods. He hands Oli and Ronnie a joint. They start smoking. Oli coughs a little. I walk over to Johnnie after I finish my joint. I sit down across from him. He looks up at me, blushes, and darts his head back down. I get up and sit right next to him.
"Johnnie, are you okay?" He nods. I huff. "You're not okay so tell me what's wrong sweetie." I say as I pull him into a hug. He stiffens but then slowly wraps his arm around me. He lays his head on my shoulder and starts to cry. I comfort him as best as I can. About twenty or so minutes later, he looks up at me and smiles. I wipe the tear tracks off his face.
"Better honey?" He nods. "Good." We stay like this for the entire time that we're outside.

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