Dare Page #4
What?
With who?
I also gave
my first blow job.
Alexa?
Do you think
I'm disgusting?
Yes.
I think it's absolutely
disgusting to give a blow job,
on your first date?
You're a total whore,
and that's final.
So...
So you don't think...
Come on.
Did you really think
I didn't know?
Hey, will you scratch my back?
Then I'll scratch yours.
Yeah.
Hey, Ben?
Mm-hmm?
Who was it?
Johnny.
Yeah
Okay
Benjamin Grimm...
Man of stone...
Brand-new Audi,
hatch, tan and bone...
Chilling
with a cold can abode...
in the hood,
where I hear...
"Damn, D,
throw your man a bone"...
Exsquizzy...
Just be LVs
and Air Max...
Crispy ill beats
and bare facts...
I thought
you were in Palm Beach.
I was
about four hours ago.
Now I'm here.
Why aren't you at school?
I couldn't sleep, Mel.
I needed my medicine.
Dr. Mohr
tried calling twice.
You have panic attacks
not cancer.
Here.
Just take one of mine.
I don't need it anymore.
Well, it's preventative.
I might not
be around later.
Where's my dad?
Belgium.
Why did you even marry him?
He's never around.
What's the point?
Why don't you
just divorce him?
Because, Johnny,
not all of us have the luxury...
of doing
whatever the hell we want...
and never
suffering the consequences.
Oh, hey, see,
I thought you and my dad...
weren't gonna
call me Johnny anymore...
'cause it's a little boy's name.
- We're not.
- So?
So maybe you were
acting like a little boy...
and I forgot myself.
Where do you
think you're going?
The store.
I'm out of cigarettes.
- Give me the car keys.
- What?
You know you're not supposed
to be driving on medication.
You know
you're not my mother.
You're right.
I'm not.
Would you
like me to call her?
I'm going to my room.
Shh.
Hey.
You sure there's no way
you can pick me up?
I just really need
to get out of here.
Hey.
What took you so long?
Uh, I had to get gas.
Have you been waiting out there
the whole time?
- Yeah.
- Oh.
Thanks.
Yeah.
Are we gonna go?
Oh, yeah, sure.
Ben?
No, Mom, it's PBS.
You won some hemp tote bags.
- Please...
- Oh.
Hello.
Hey, what's going on?
This is Johnny.
Johnny Drake?
Yes.
Oh, well,
very nice to meet you.
I'm Ruth Berger.
It's nice to meet you too,
Mrs. Berger.
No, Ruth.
We're casual
around here.
So...
what are you guys up to?
Uh, just hanging out.
Uh, right.
Help yourself to snacks.
I have some really,
really good hot chocolate...
with homemade marshmallows.
Okay, thanks.
Thanks, Mom.
We're gonna
go upstairs now.
Come on.
It was
really nice to meet you...
Ruth.
Yes, you too.
Dad and I are gonna watch...
the new Ken Burns
documentary together...
on the downstairs TV
if you want to join.
Okay.
Sorry about that.
Okay, you can stop looking
at my baby pictures now.
Sorry.
All baby pictures
look the same.
Yeah.
This is my room.
Hi.
Hi.
Mm.
Thanks for picking him up, Ben.
So you want to see my room?
I'm staying down the hall.
Well, do you want to watch TV?
With my parents?
Yeah.
Anyone else
want some popcorn?
It's organic.
Oh, yeah.
Awesome.
Please do not take someone's
eye out in my living room.
Ben?
Uh, no.
Good morning.
Morning.
- Did you sleep well?
- Sorry I stayed.
It's not a problem.
Would you like
something to eat?
I actually...
I kind of have a doctor's
appointment this morning.
Well, at least have a bagel.
I'll make it really quick,
and you can take it with you.
Okay.
Um, is Ben coming down soon?
Oh.
Is the train station
near here?
Oh, you don't have a car.
Well, I'll drive you then.
Oh, no,
you don't have to do that.
Oh, Johnny,
it's not a problem.
I'm a mother.
We're prepared for these things.
I'll finish up your bagel,
and I'll swing you over.
Where's the office?
Haverford,
off of Montgomery.
Not a problem.
We'll leave in one minute.
Ready?
So, Johnny,
where do you live?
Gladwyne.
Has your family
lived there long?
It's just my dad
and my step mom.
I see.
And your mom?
What about her?
Did she...
Did she pass?
No, she's alive.
I just
don't see her anymore.
I'm sorry.
It's right up there
on the left.
When did they divorce?
When I was two.
That's very difficult.
I got to go.
Who's your doctor?
Dr. Mohr.
You're a therapist,
aren't you?
Yeah.
Serena Mohr
is very good.
Yeah, my dad said
she's the best.
Hey, thanks for the ride.
Oh, of course.
Please.
Um, okay, bye.
I think I made a new friend.
Well, tell me about him.
Her?
Him.
His name's Ben.
He's kind of a loser at school,
but he gave me a ride home,
and we made out
in my pool.
I'm not gay or anything.
It's just, he was
looking at me in this way.
So I let him kiss me.
What do you mean,
looking at you in this way?
I don't know.
It was like...
It was like
he wasn't just looking at me,
but he was...
seeing something in me.
Does that sound weird?
No.
How'd that make you feel?
It felt good.
And...
Like, I could just feel-
I just knew
that he needed me to hug him.
So I did.
Mm-hmm.
And that...
like, felt cool,
I don't know.
It's like...
It was like calm or something.
And then what happened?
He said I was amazing.
Whatever.
Why "whatever"?
It's funny, 'cause...
Alexa hadn't been such a b*tch
and blown me off.
She said
that she couldn't deal with me...
and she needed
to be alone.
That doesn't sound like
I mean...
everybody feels like they need
to be alone sometimes, right?
I feel like I'm alone
all f***ing day,
at school, at home, in here.
It just felt nice...
to not feel alone,
you know?
I do.
Anyway, they're best friends,
Alexa and Ben.
It's just cool
the way they are together.
It just felt good
to be looked at that way.
What do you think he meant...
when he said
he thought you were amazing?
Probably all bullshit,
right?
They're both just using me,
blah, blah, blah.
Is that what you're saying?
Not at all, Johnny.
I'm asking you
what you think.
I slept really well last night
for the first time...
in a while,
at Ben's house.
The three of us just hung out,
me, Ben, Alexa.
We watched TV
with his parents.
And you've been sexual
with both of them?
Yeah, so?
Well, you refer to them
as your friends.
Is that how they see you,
as a friend?
Or do you think they
want something more from you?
Listen,
nothing happened, okay?
I just...
We watched TV.
I fell asleep.
They left me alone.
And now
I actually feel kind of good,
and you're trying to make it
all f***ed up.
I'm not trying to make it
all f***ed up.
I'm just saying,
things can get confusing...
when you're trying
to get on the same page...
as the people
you care about.
So I'm not worth
just being someone's friend...
because I'm a piece of sh*t,
and they're both just using me?
No, I just think, you know,
it would be helpful...
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