Act 3.

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by totally_uncooI

by totally_uncooI

Theo POV:

I arrived at my house, immediate regret slapped me in the face when I walked in and saw my dad and Xandra sitting eating Chinese food.

"Hey, kid! where you been? come eat with us" he waved in a 'come over' motion but I was stoned and couldn't keep up the act of being sober for very long.

"I was at uh" I stuttered "I was at Boris's place I'm not really hungry I already ate at his" I lied on the spot apparently it wasn't a convincing lie because my dad saw right through it

"Oh, what are you anorexic? come eat you're a horrible liar." he stated plainly I hesitantly walked over to him.

"um thanks for the uh food dad" I said awkwardly It was obvious something was wrong

"what up with you?" he swiftly grabbed my face before I even had a chance to react. he looked closely at my face inspecting me. maybe it was how red my eyes had become, maybe it was how tired i had looked the whole interaction, maybe it had been how slowly i reacred, possibly a combination of all of them but either way he had realized i was high and his face contorted into disgust

wether to confirm what he already suspected or to find out what I had taken, in one quick motion he took his hand off of my face and gripped my shirt, I again reacted sloppily. he smelt my shirt and his face got even more twisted. i cant name the emotion it looked like i remember it seeming like a cartoon. i started laughing. he did not

"Go to your room" he ordered me. i didn't get the hint and giggled once again

"but I'm hungry dad" i dragged out the "ad" part in dad which made me sound rather whiney.

"Go." he said it so simply yet i had been so terrified after i realized how serious he was. maybe it was my mind playing tricks on me as revenge for getting high, maybe it wasn't. i looked at him frozen in place only for a moment before i turned around and sprinted up to my room. i grabbed my phone. boris had gotten it for me for my birthday last year so we could call each other instead of just showing up to the others house. although it didn't stop boris from showing up unannounced most days of the week.

i dialed in his number, i had it written down on a sticky note that i kept with the phone in case i ever forgot it. it started ringing just a couple of times before i heard a small click sound.

"hello? boris is speaking?"

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