Dear Boss

Chapter 9

Sane's party was literally a Green Party. Walking into his house there were waiters walking around with different types of weed on their trays.
His entire house was a hotbox.
I instantly spot Sane in the crowd and our eyes met.

He walked over to me with a smile.
"You said a Green Party." I laughed. "I though you meant save the world type of party."
"Clever huh?"
"Very clever." I nodded.
"I think I'm high and I didn't even smoke yet." I laughed.

"C'mon I have a private smoke room just for us." He grabbed my hand and dragged me to a small room.

The room was completely white with already rolled blunts on a tray and lighters everywhere. I think I saw every paraphernalia we could use to smoke.

"I see why you got arrested." I said to him.
I sat in the couch and picked up a blunt and light it.

"Here I was, thinking you never done this before." He said smiling.

"Boy my dad thought me how to roll my first blunt and my mom thought me how to smoke it. " I said blowing out smoke.

"I got to meet them." He picked a blunt up.

After 2 blunts I tapped out and just sat there with my head in Sane's lap. It was some good shit.

"Sane. What are we?" I asked him out of no where.
"What do you mean?" He said.

"I mean we've been dating but nothing was officially said so I'm asking."

"Do we really need labels?" He asked
I've never gotten up so fast a day in my life.

"I'm sorry what?" I glared at him. "Do we really need labels? So we are just going to be DATING for the rest of our lives?"

"Not now Sky. You're blowing my high." He said laying his head back.

"Do you want to be in a relationship or not?" I got up. "Ohh but mother fucking breadstick Kim got a label though."

"Sky? Really? It's more than that." He said. "Just relax, sit down."

"Fuck you Sane." I left the room.

I walked outside and realized that I drove here.
Uber it is then.

When I got home Paris was cooking.

"Hey you." He smiled at me.
"That smells really good, I'm starving." I said.

"Have you been smoking?" He look at me with narrowed eyes.

"Yeah , It was a party , but it wasn't that great." I mumbled.

"Oh well great news, I found an apartment." He smile while handing me a plate of food.

"Really, where?" I asked.
"Ummm. It's in this building. 6th floor."

I choked on my food and Paris hand my some water.
Out of all the places in New York City.

"That's wonderful." I Finally said.
"Thanks for everything Skylar, you're amazing." He said

Text message
Mr. Berkly
Where are you?

"That's what friends do." I looked up at Paris.

I spent the rest of the night watching OITNB with Paris until we fell asleep.

The loud knocking on the door woke me up but Paris was still past out.
I looked through the peep hole.

"What?" I opened the door.
"Can we talk?" Sane asked

"Talk about what? There's nothing to talk about." I rolled my eyes.

"May I come in?" He said trying to get pass me but i blocked him.

"No."
He sighed "Sky, I'm done with the whole labeling thing. It's not me."

My heart instantly deflated in my chest. How could he say that to me.
I didn't say anything I just glared at him.

"Baby, I like you and you like me-"

"Yeah but don't you want something more?"
He rubbed his head.

"Oh. I see. You got comfortable. I'm just a fucking pillow you can just .......fall back on."

"Sky-"

"No shut the fuck up." I yelled

"Skylar is everything okay." Paris said from behind me.

"Who's this?" Sane asked. He was clearly upset.
Seeing another man in my apartment.

"It's none of your business." I said.
"Yes it is my business." He glared at Paris.

"No it's not. BECAUSE WE ARE NOT TOGETHER REMEMBER?!" I slammed the door in his face.