Issues

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Avianne

"You're joking right? I'm not moving across the fucking world." I sigh, raking my hands through my hair.

"You have no choice Avianne, your father and I decided it would be the best. You've been causing too much trouble at school. And that fucking crackhead Landon kid."

Here we go again.

"Landon and I just friends." I say dismissively.

"Regardless I don't trust him, what's a 20 year old doing hanging around a 16?"

"Drugs." I say under my breath, giggling a tiny bit.

"Avianne McQueen Williams!"

I flash a wicked grin and roll my eyes.

"What have I told you about doing that!" My mum practically screams.

"Fuck this shit, I'm going out!" I pick up my Nike Vapor Max's and slam the front door.

"This is not up for discussion young lady!" I hear my mum yell from inside.

I run across the road on to a different street soon ending up at the house I needed to.

"Landon?" I shout,banging on the door. "Let me!"

The cold air crept up my arm, I should've bought a fucking jacket.

"Landon, are you fucking deaf? Open the door. I can literally smell the weed."

The door bursts open with Landon laying against the door frame with a bottle of Hennessy.

"Heyyyyy sexyyyy!" He drunkenly says. "H-how you been?"

"Ugh."

I shove past him heading straight to the garden, dodging numerous amounts of alcohol bottles.

"W-what you doing here, Avianne?" He hiccups, sitting a spray painted couch. "Still tryna fuck?"

"If I wanted to fuck we would be done by now, you would've lasted 2 minutes." I say, muttering the last bit.

He scoffs at me, picking up a blunt from the table. Landon puts it in my mouth and lights it. The greatest feeling of life.

He slowly passes me the blunt.

"Landon, you know I can't." I say hesitating.

"Fine, it's your loss." He chuckles, about to the blunt in his mouth.

"Okay." I say caving in. "I'll have it."

"Anyways what were you talking about?"

"Alright Landon, I'm gonna cut right to the chase. I'm leaving for LA in a week." I announce taking hit.

"Okay you're telling me this because..." Landon asks suspiciously.

"Just thought I'd let you know, cause you're the only person I actually speak to."

"Alright. Have a great time. Don't overdose." He jokes.

"Ha you're so fucking funny. Anyways, I'm gonna go home, bye."

I once again dodge bottle alcohol to finally get to the door, "bye retard." I shout.

"Wait." Landon whines, running to the door. "I love you."

"Why would you say that!" I practically yell. "Landon!"

"What?"

"Right when I'm about to leave and you say that! Are you fucking stupid or what?"