Leafy// One more hit

Prolouge.

Calvin's POV
Another video edited, due to be out in three days. My twitter started blowing up again. One message stood out; Calvin Vail, we were childhood friends, falling out when you developed a drug addiction.

A crazy fan perhaps. I walked out of my room, leaving my phone behind. As I raced downstairs, I grabbed a can of coke and a bag of chips.

I opened the can of coke and took a sip. The house phone rang.

C: Hello?
?: Calvin Vail. Call me Lauren. Laurn Mendalez.
C: Where did you get this number?
L: Someone. Calvin Vail, my dear, amazing childhood friend.
C: Stop Lauren. You hated me when I started.
L: Meet me at Starbucks tomorrow and don't be late.

She hung up.

The fucking bitch hung up. But how did Lauren get my number? She ditched me when I, forget it.

~Flashback~

I pulled the weed from my pocket and Lauren looked unsafe. "Are you sure about this, Calvin?" Lauren still looked unsure and I told her it was perfectly safe. I took out the lighter and lit the blunt. I took a hit and began to feel uneasy. I passed the blunt to Lauren before she declined.

'Calvin, you know I don't commit." She sternly said to me. "Fine but your missing out on stuff" I huffed at her. I took another hit and blew the smoke in her face. "CALVIN VAIL!" Lauren walked up to me and slapped me.

She slapped me.

She ran off and I run after her. "LAUREN MENDALEZ!" I shouted to get even with her.

I continued to smoke every 2-3 days and I always turned up to school high as shit.

Lauren started pushing me out when I began smoking daily. "Lauren you can't push me away for something I love." I grabbed her wrists but she broke free and slapped me again. I was still high as shit.

"Calvin Vail, I do love you. I don't love the you when you're high." She told me and walked off.

I lost my secret love of my life over smoking weed.

I walked home after classes ended and pulled another blunt. I lit the blunt and placed it to my lips. I pulled in, letting the smoke fill my lungs, then I blew out after the blunt left my lips.

I snuck the blunt out without Mom noticing and walked over to the park. Luckily, I snuck the bag and lighters over with me. I smoked the blunt until I spotted Lauren. My jaw dropped when she walked up to me.

"Calvin, put the bag away." She ordered, pointing to the ground. She could tell I was already high. She made me stay there until the affects were off me. She took the bag and lighter away from me and walked away.

"Calvin Vail, don't talk to me again. Especially if you're high." She lit the bag on fire and dropped it and walked off.

My heart sunk as she walked off, dropping a picture of us as chlidren into the fire. I felt like breaking down on the spot.

Lauren Mendalez was the name that never left my head.

~ End of flashback ~

I call the number back.

C: I'm sorry Lauren.
L: Calvin, you remember what I said. I love you. Not the high you.

Then I hung up. I went back upstairs, leaving the bag of chips and can of Coke abandoned. I checked Twitter. Nothing unusual, just the usual 'Follow me daddy' shit. I then realised, if I wanted to be Lauren's friend, I needed to make it up to her. For all the years I smoked, I have to make it up.

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