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“Molloy.” A slow smile crept across his face. “Mol-fucking-loy.”
“Are you…” I narrowed my eyes, instantly suspicious. “Oh my god, you’re high.”
“Nuh-uh.”
“Uh-huh.” I rolled my eyes. “What did you take?”
“Hmm?”
“Drugs, Joey,” I snapped, feeling my breath hitch in my throat. “I know you’re after taking something.”
He shook his head. “No, I’m not.”
“I’ve known you since we were twelve, genius, I think I’d know when you’re high,” I whisper-hissed. “What did you take?”
“Nice legs.”
Not tonight, buddy.
“Fine, if you’re not going to be straight with me, you can leave.”
“I don’t wanna leave, Molloy.”
“Then what do you want?”
“What doIwant?” Swaying from side to side, he held his hands up and shrugged. “Fuck if I know, Molloy.”
“Yeah, well, while you go on not knowing what you want, I’m going to sleep,” I said flatly.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa – where are ya going?”
“To bed, Joey.”
“Why?”
“Why?” I glared down at him. “Because it’s the middle of the night, and that’s what normal people do at night.”
“Oh right.” He frowned. “Yeah.”
“And because we have school in the morning,” I snapped. “You remember that place called school, don’t you?”
“Obviously.” Still swaying, I watched as his brow furrowed and confusion set in. “Am I in the doghouse again?”
Absolutely.“You tell me.”
He stared blankly up at me.
“Forget anything tonight?”
Again, he stared blankly.
“Goodnight, Joey,” I sighed in resignation and moved to pull my head back inside, when the mad bastard lunged.
Taking a running jump, he scaled the side of my house like a fucking cat, not stopping until he was holding onto the ledge of my windowsill. “Why am I in the doghouse, Molloy?”
“Do you have a death wish?” I hissed, wide-eyed, as he dangled from the side of my house. “Oh my god, get in here, you eejit.” Catching ahold of his arms, I helped to drag him through my window. “That was so fucking stupid,” I growled, when he was sprawled on his ass on my bedroom carpet. “Don’t ever do that again when you’re in this condition.”
Holding his thumb up in response, he remained perfectly rigid on the flat of his back on my bedroom floor.
