Bakarna sat on her bed, her dark red hair pulled up in a messy bun. She had her earbuds in blasting music.The smell of pot came from downstairs in her parent's room. They were high again, they usually went on transits when they stopped smoking. But when something wrong happens, or they get into a fight, they start back up again. The smell used to be sickening, but Bakarna got used to it. Bakarna saw Malory coming up the stairs. His eyes sparkled as she saw him.
“Hey,” he said opening the door open the rest of the way.
Bakarna looked back down at her phone “hey” she responded.
He popped on the bed beside her, “what you doing.”
Bakarna held up her phone showing him the music.
“Going through my playlist” she answered putting it back down.
She looked at him “what are you doing here?”
Malory tucked a piece of her hair behind her ear, “to see you” he whispered.
Bakarna's ear tickled, she pulled back from him standing up.
“You hungry?” she asked heading toward the door.
Malory followed behind her down the stairs, “not really.”
Bakarna still started toward the kitchen. Their house was small, and mostly open space. The floor was mostly gone leaving cold concrete underneath her feet. She reached the counter and was reaching for a cup when he grabbed her hips pulling her to him.
“Are you avoiding me?” he asked pulling her close.
She tried to get away, but his grip was too tight, “no” she said, “I’m just thirsty.”
He looked at her with a distrusting look but let go of her.
“Prove it,” he said, “The guys and I are going out tonight, that’s why I came here to see if you want to go.”
Bakarna looked at him startled “what if my parents say I can’t go?” she said.
He let out a giggle “I know your parents” he said “they never keep you, they don’t care what you do”’
That hit Bakarna hard like she’d just been hit in the gut.
“Fine,” she said, “let me just go ask.”
The smell got stronger as she got closer to the room. She knocked on the door, but there was no answer.
“Mom?” she cracked it, they lay on the bed Carels face smeared in lipstick.
She swallowed “Malory wanted to know if I could go out with him tonight.”
Her dad looked irritated that they had been interrupted. “Go” he slid out, her mother answer “go ahead, sweety.”
Bakarna could see Malory smirking behind her, no innocent look behind it. She rolled her eyes, closing the door.
“I can go,” she said turning to him.
He folded his arms “ I heard.”
They stood there in silence for a moment then he grabbed her hand “let's go.”