Cactus In The Valley (Christofer Drew Fanfic)

Chapter 7

"Are you coming to our graduation?" I asked Chris.

"Its in two months and a half, huh?" He replied back as he took out his pipe. I nodded and he looked at me.

"Chris, why did you have to drop out? The three of us could've graduated."

"Roll up a towel and put it under the door so they won't smell it." I did what I was told. "I just don't like school. Besides, I know I'm going to make it into the music industry. I want to do this for the music, not for the money, Mel." He placed the pipe on his mouth and lighten the weed.

"What is it?"

"Your favourite," he said smiling.

"Purple Kush?" he nodded. Ahhh!! I love this shit. It smells so sweet and it's one of my favourites.

"Yeah I was going to buy any kind, but then remembered how Purple Kush is your fav."

I punched him in the arm. "Fuck, Chris, how the hell did you get it? I thought you didn't have cash on you."

"I got my connections," he laughed. "And besides, I kept the cash you gave me last week to buy it."

"Did we actually smoked everything last week? We should really stop smoking, Chris." Last week was a pretty tough week for Chris and I, so we (including Hayden) had to pitched in, in order to have enough money to buy it.

"Oh shut up, Malerie," he said handing the pipe and lighter to me.

"Haha, I know. I was fucking around." I took a hit and hold it in for as long as I could before letting any smoke out. "You swear I'm gonna stop doing this shit."

"Okay, my turn." I passed the pipe and lighter to him.

"Chris, how long are you going to be living in your car? You know you can stay here for as long as you want."

He let out the smoke out. "About that... I'm going to be on the road for a while."

"What?!" I asked surprise.

"Yeah. You know how I feel about this town, Malerie. I don't know what surprises you."

"I know, but... but what about me? You can't leave me. Chris, you're basically my strength. Always encouraging me to look on the bright side. I-I can't do this withou-"

"No, yes you can, Mal. Malerie you have to learn how to deal with the bullshit you're going through. Here," he said giving me the stuff. "And besides, you'll have Hayden."

"But I'm not as close as I am with you. Chris, this year and a half I've been closer to you than Hayden. Don't get me wrong, I love Hayden as much as I love you, but..." I sighed.

"Don't stress about it, okay? Well at least not yet. I'll still be around for a couple of months. I still have to attend your guys' graduation, remember?" I nodded.

"Just promise me you'll tell me when you leave. Please?" I asked scared.

"I will. I promise. Now... it's your turn to hit it." Why does he want to leave? I know he hates this town, always had, but he knows he's the only one who understands what I'm thinking and what I'm feeling. I'm not saying Hayden doesn't, but its just that Hayden isn't dealing with any type of problems Chris and I are dealing with. All Hayden would say is: "I'm sorry, Mal." and I don't need that. I need something more than people feeling sorry for me. Like seriously, goddamit!

I hate smoking simply because it makes me think about things. Especially about my life and I hate it. That's the least thing I wanna think about when I'm high.

When I was 13, I used to smoke often. By often I mean every single day. Literally everyday I would be stoned. My friends and I would get fucked up for any little thing. I'm not kidding. If we passed a test, we would be like, "Lets go celebrate today after school" or "Fuck man, today has been such a shitty day for me. You guys wanna go to the park and get fucked up?" Sigh.