Narc by Crissa-Jean Chappell

Author:Crissa-Jean Chappell
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: drugs, narc, narcotics, ya, ya fiction, young adult, fiction, Miami, romance, relationships, drug abuse, drug deal, jail, secrets
Publisher: Llewellyn Worldwide, LTD.
Published: 2012-06-11T04:00:00+00:00

14 : Crazy Good

We drove back to the apartment. I stretched the rubber band around my wrist and stared out the window, watching the headlights gobble up the dark. The girls were going to see my place, the dirty laundry, the mess, and wonder why I was camping in the living room.

I twisted the rubber band so tight, I lost circulation. By the time we pulled up to the apartment, I wondered if it was over. Finch had probably shown and left. I seriously doubted that he would wait.

“This is your place?” Skully asked. “I mean, you actually live here?”

I nodded.

“Sweet,” she said.

Mom saw us as soon as we pulled up. It looked like she’d just gotten back from the store or something. Now she stood there by the front door, hands on her hips, plastic bag hanging from one wrist. I was pretty sure she’d been drinking.

“What’s the deal, mister?” she asked.

“Everything’s cool, Mom,” I told her. Another lie.

My oh-so-exciting Saturday nights were usually spent in front of the computer playing Call of Duty. No doubt Mom was curious about my new friends.

Morgan got out and wobbled next to me on the sidewalk. “This was definitely a journey,” she said, slow and thick. She had started to come around again, shaking her head and saying things like, “I’m flailing hardcore.”

“As mellow as you are,” I said, “you can be a total psycho.”

“I know,” she whispered. “You better bust out some crazy good weed later.”

Hopefully, Mom didn’t hear that part.

“Wait,” Morgan said. “This isn’t your house, is it?”

Before I could make up an excuse, Mom beckoned us inside. “Well don’t just stand there in the street like a bunch of damn criminals.”

This was already getting embarrassing. I flinched. “Give us a second, okay?”

Mom looked at her watch. “Okay. Time’s up.”

“Oh, my god.” Skully laughed like this was the funniest thing ever. “Your mom’s hilarious, Double A.”

“Now there’s a lady with a sense of humor,” Mom said.

“Damn straight.”

“Can’t pull the wool over your ice. That’s what the Marx brothers used to say. You wouldn’t know them. They were before your time.”

“Are you kidding?” Skully said. “I freaking love the one where Harpo pretends to be Groucho in a mirror.”

Mom grinned. “We’re going to be good friends.”

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