i was at sadie's house. it was about 2 am and all you could hear was rose shouting to her "boyfriend" over the phone, and a bunch of coyotes. i was watching a replay of family guy and sadie was curled up under a mass of pink blankets, i couldn't tell but i think she was crying. beer bottles and cigs littered the house. half from us and half from her mom probably. mine was still smoldering in the ashtray. i heard angel scream into the phone one last time and then shut it in frustration. she popped into whee we were applying more make-up as she zoomed around the house. " alright im ready lets go" rose announced. now in a tiny orange mini and pink halter. i stared at her, " ready? what the hell are you ready for " i thought in my mind "oh ******** she probably high" she looked at me like i was an idiot, classic rose and stated "********, you two are so stupid. we're going to the feilds". sadie looked hopefully at me i knew she needed to get out of the house. "fine lets go" i got up rustily. "rose you have to ******** change though, organge? you look like a ******** traffic cone. if you want to get caught by all means go ahead". she pursed her lips and i knew my logic had worked on her. i got sadie up and wrapped a black coat around her. if we were going to be going out at night you needed to blend in...worked for me...not so much more miss. traffic cone though. we heard rose cussing some more and coming back into the room waering the same thing with a black skin tight, knee long jacket she had found at the thrift store. "alright, NOW we go" she demanded storming out the front door another pack of cigs in her hand. then we headed south farther out of town...
`~.: ill write the other half in a day or two night guys is 4 am:. ~
· Thu Jul 02, 2009 @ 09:41am · 0 Comments