{ hey ari - lauv }
{I see through the pills I take. I see through the face I make. Hey Ari, are you happy? No}
For a reason or two Zek has not been at home in a while, meaning he hasn’t seen his little siblings… in a while, and that sucks. Yes it is fun staying with Kaya and Andy who he knew he could always count on but he knows when enough is enough and when he should just give them space… from his silly ideas and constant talking. It’s never boring with him, they should at least thank him for that. They are not complaining, they don’t miiiind him being there, Zek knows that but there are still times when he misses how things used to be just a year ago, misses his family and that’s why he found himself walking to his house. If he can call it his.
He knows that by now Willow and Wilson should be at home and if he’s lucky enough his mom would let him in. That’s the least she could do after all this time, he understands everything but not letting him spend time with his siblings? Now that’s just bs. Still… He knows not to expect too much so you can’t blame him for simply staring at his front door, feeling nervous about ringing the bell. And when he finally did do you know what happened? Nothing. He even held his breath in as he leaned against the door to figure out if he could hear some kind of movement coming from inside, maybe they were once again ignoring him, but there was nothing… No one was home. Maybe there was a part of him that felt relieved because he wasn’t ready to deal with his mom again but a bigger part of him was disappointed. Until… Another idea came to his mind - while no one was home he can just grab some things he left behind. Yeah, he tried using his key before but of course the lock has been replaced, but he knows other ways to get in, he used to live here after all and it’s not a secret he’s a bit of a rebel.
Not to give away his secrets… Once he was in the reality just hit him. There was so much he lost and no one has a fckig clue. Not a single person and isn’t that kind of sad? Standing in the living room he let his gaze wander around noticing how much things have and haven’t changed. It was still too bright and too clean for his liking which he would always tell his mom, [color=“#707151”]”I have an absolutelllllyyyy incredible idea hear ME OUT MOM… Dad! Listen, what if we paint the walls red?! And put up Willows crazyyy drawings up? HUH- What are you laughing about Wilson? Huh you little chicken-”[/color] Everyone was always laughing in this house and now? God knows what was happening now. A weak smile appeared on his lips as his eyes stopped on the pictures of his siblings hanging up above the couch. Yeah some of his from when he was younger were still there but not as many as they used to be. Maybe the next time he breaks in there will be none. He wouldn’t be surprised, just like he wasn’t surprised to see that there weren’t any with his dad in them. What a fcking joke.
Moving to a little cupboard he let his hand rest on the handle debating whether or not to open it. If he still remembers correctly and if this didn’t change he should find something he could really use in there… The question was would he really do that? Would he really take the money from his own house when he’s not living there? I mean… It was probably Tanner’s now so no, he’s not going to think twice about it - hey he needs it, don’t judge. Moving some stuff around he finally found that locked box he luckily knew how to open and once again found himself smiling. Counting a good amount, making sure to leave something behind he put that money in his back pocket now rushing upstairs to his old room. He should probably hurry if he doesn’t want anyone to catch him.
His bedroom… Wow. He almost forgot what it looks like. It was still messy, a sign no one has been in there in a while but his closet was almost empty, except for a few things he didn’t get a chance to throw in his bag when his mom was kicking him out. What a fun day to remember. Now that’s not important, what’s important is in his drawer so dropping down to his knees next to his bed he opened it, a huge grin appearing on his lips now. [color=“#707151”]”I love you younger Zek,”[/color] he mumbled picking up a stash of some greens he had to leave behind. Until this moment. Rolling up one right away, he threw the rest in his backpack he carries everywhere, getting up on his good old bed and fishing out his little red lighter. And right there… for just one second… life felt good again. As good as it can get. It was just him in his bedroom, smoking, no care in the wo- no. No. Life kind of sucks, he can’t avoid that thought no matter how much he tries and sometimes in this state that’s all he could think about. It’s different when he is with his friends, having fun, but now he was… Home. Or what used to be home and it felt terrible. Rubbing his eyes while still in bed, everything that went wrong flashed through his mind - from people he had to let down, people he lost, hurt, girls and old friends, family, just everything. And there was nothing he could do about it-
Wait. [color=“#707151”]”Sht,”[/color] he cursed under his breath hearing some voices coming from downstairs. Not voice, but one voice he immediately recognized. Wtf is he doing here? More curses left Zek’s mouth as he got up and picked up his belongings, carefully opening and closing the door behind him so Tanner doesn’t hear him. Now here was the tricky part, getting out without him catching Zek. Now who is this Tanner dude? Long story short - mom’s new bf he can’t stand and who was supposed to be on some kind of a tour. Trust him, Zek really hates this guy so he knows where he is most of the time just so he could avoid him. Luckily the guy was on the phone but Zek tried to be as quiet as he could as he started walking down, keeping an eye on the front door that was right in front of the stairs. But something caught his attention - keys that were on the table… What if Zek just… What if he just takes them and gets in the tour bus that was now in front of the house and just drives away? How long would it take for Tanner to notice? Would he suspect it was him? How could he? It’s fine… Yeah, it’s really fine that’s why Zek did end up doing it. Ooops?
With windows rolled down and music blasting, jo!nt in his hand and a goofy smile on his lips Zek was on his way to pick up his good old… Friend? Yeah, we’ll call her friend, that’s what she’s to him now, isn’t she? Now you can’t imagine how happy Zek felt when he heard that Halston was now going to his school like… What a coincidence! They kept in touch but he hasn’t seen her in such a long time so of course he took this chance to take her on a friendly date when they were just joking about it online. This is all he really needed now, a distraction. Distractions are always nice. Getting fries and milkshakes is always nice.
Stopping the bus in front of her place, a location she sent him, he left his hand on the horn of the bus until she came out, ignoring the people complaining about the noise. God… live a little. There was not a second when his goofy smile faltered not even when he took a drag and waved his hand to scatter the smoke away from himself when she reached the bus. He sure doesn’t want to burn anything down… Like that forest at the begging of this school year. Not a good day. [color=“#707151”]”Tell me this is THE best way someone picked you up- NO, no, you don’t need to tell me I already know it is. Only good things for my favorite people,”[/color] Zek jokingly said as he leaned forward to open the door for her from his seat. [color=“#707151”]”Sorry it took long I… Traffic,”[/color] he made one of those I lied and we both know that as he threw what was left of his jo!nt out of the window.
@/Megan - Hal
@/CerealKiller - Kaya and Andy mentioned briefly but IT’S WAR TIME