Flower Page #6

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I lose my f***ing dog.

My dog!

She never walked that dog.

I walked that dog.

Any idea what it's like

to walk around

in 100% shame

seven days a week,

365 days a year,

I am a f***ing nobody.

So now,

I'm in this house by myself.

And you know,

what, I'm drinking terrible beer

with a 17-year-old.

I mean no offense,

but... Jesus!

My life is awesome.

Dude, stop.

Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop.

Oh, sh*t.

I'm so sorry.

I don't know

why I did that.

I must have

tourette's or something.

Are you okay?

-I don't really--

-Dude, stop.

-F***!

My friends and I thought

you were a pedophile

so we were gonna drug you

and take your money,

-but it was

one big misunderstanding.

-I'm sorry.

What the f***?

What just happened?

-You were in trouble.

-I don't know if I was.

Oh, my God, look at him.

I mean, he's really f***ed up.

Okay, let's pick him up.

Erica, snap out of it.

Come on!

-Ow!

-Jesus!

Oh, my God.

Okay, yeah that's good.

All right, let's do this.

Okay, Luke,

take five over there.

Corner.

-Got it.

Put it in...

Like on your tits or something.

Yeah, like that.

Yeah, that's good.

Gorgeous. I love it.

Sit next to him.

Yeah, get on top of him.

I like that.

Yeah, touch each other.

Like that, perfect.

You look so into it.

Can you see his face?

A little bit up.

Yeah.

You get it?

No, I'm trying

to find the right filter.

Dude, just take

the f***ing picture.

All right, b*tch.

I'm trying to make

you look good.

Take the picture!

Perfect, we got it.

That's it.

Let's get out of here.

Wait, we're just gonna

leave him like that?

Let's just-- Let's just

get out of here. Come on.

Let's just-- Luke, let's just

get out of here.

Guys, his breathing

is really shallow.

What do you mean?

-Not that much.

You guys, come on,

seriously, we're leaving.

He just needs to

sleep it off, dude.

He'll be fine by the morning.

Plenty of people

take roofies recreationally.

-No. That's not right.

-Yes.

Dude, you said

he was a child molester.

He raped you

and he got away with it.

So...

Right?

Yeah.

Let's get the f*** out of here.

Okay, so what's our alibi?

We were at my house

watching Netflix,

then making a vision board.

-Okay.

-Hey, what should

we do with that?

What the f*** is that sh*t?

-That was not

part of the plan!

-We got bored!

-Oh, my God.

-We thought it was funny.

Uh, the police are here.

They wanna have

a word with you.

I'm sleeping.

There's cops here, Erica.

I'm tired.

Get up. Get up.

This is not

f***ing around time!

Jesus!

Sorry, Bob.

-Bob, get out of my room.

-I'm sorry.

All right, here she is.

She's agreed to cooperate.

-Miss Vandross.

Sit down.

Have a seat, please.

We just wanna

ask a few questions.

Okay.

Where were you last night?

With my friends.

Doing what?

Buying tampons.

Like, what's it to you?

-Erica.

Well, the reason we're asking is

there's a man named Will Jordan

who had his garage vandalized.

His neighbor said

she saw a heavy-set young man,

and a girl

who fit your description

leaving the scene of the crime.

I don't know

what you're talking about.

What?

What did Will Jordan say to you?

We don't know what he said.

We haven't been

able to contact him yet.

How about you, big guy?

You have anything

you want to tell me?

Now Luke, just tell

the officer what's going on.

Did she make you

do anything, sweetheart?

Nope.

So, is that it?

Yup, but just know,

we will be back.

Vandalism is

a very serious crime.

Absolutely.

We got an open line here.

Let's go.

Whatever we can

do to help, we're here

-to support you.

-Thank you, sir.

Thank you.

Maybe we should go

and make sure he's okay.

-Erica, okay...

-Hi.

-Oh, honey.

What's wrong?

Is there anything

you need to tell me?

No.

Are you gonna

just stand there

and lie to my face?

I'm not lying to you.

I have no idea

what he's f***ing talking about.

Erica...

I'm gonna give you

one more try.

What the f*** is going on?

-Nothing--

-There, you just did it again.

-You just lied

right in my face again.

No, I didn't.

I have been

swallowing so much

of your bullshit for so long.

-So long!

-But--

You're just gonna

stand here and f***ing

lie right to my face.

This is not part of

the f***ing deal that we made!

I am not lying to you.

I am not f***ing lying to you.

Hey! You don't

talk to your mother that way.

Oh, no, no, no.

So, you guys are

teaming up behind my back?

Yeah, yeah.

'Cause I need f***ing help.

'Cause I can't

do this by myself anymore!

You do not get to

f***ing team up on me.

You do not get to do that.

You're just here

to f*** my mom

and eat our food,

-and I don't

f***ing like it anymore.

-Hey!

-I'm sorry, Bob.

You can talk to me

that way all day long,

but I'm not gonna have you

talk to your mom that way,

you hear me?

You don't f***ing parent me.

You are not my father, dude.

Your dad f***ing left

and I got to do it by myself.

I got to do it

f***ing by myself,

and I f***ed up.

I obviously f***ed up.

I don't know what to do.

I have given it all to you.

I cannot hold on

to anybody 'cause

you scare them all away!

Everybody!

You're just a cruel,

f***ing, selfish twat!

You have scared away

every man that has ever

shown any interest in me.

And you cannot

do it with this one.

I won't let you.

'Cause he's good.

I'm done. I'm done.

Thank you.

Thank you for everything, Mom.

I can't.

I just can't.

Laurie, baby...

Are you all right?

Stupid.

You coming?

What are we even

gonna say to him?

I don't f***ing know.

"Sorry for drugging you.

Here's your sweatshirt."

Will?

Will?

Will?

Will?

Oh, my God.

Do you feel anything?

Okay...

Erica...

What do we...

What the f*** do we do?

We're so f***ed.

Um...

Let's, uh...

Um...

What are you doing?

-I'm getting us out of here.

It's only a matter of time

before the cops

figure out who did this, Erica.

Okay, so what about

Kala and Claudine?

We're just gonna leave them?

We're just gonna go?

Claudine's gonna sell you out.

She's never gonna

hold up under questioning.

What about our parents?

Like, what about my f***ing mom?

You can send them a letter

once we've made it to Mexico.

Mexico?

You sound like a psycho, Luke.

Erica, look at me.

You're getting in this car,

and we're going. Now!

Hey, mama,

are you in there?

I'm sorry about earlier.

Lady?

You know what,

I'm just gonna come in.

I'm sorry, I'm busting.

Bob, honey...

Have you seen--

Wait, Bob?

What the f***, Bob?

Honey, what...

Oh, my God!

So, you say

your son was in rehab?

That's correct.

Okay, for about how long?

About a year,

give or take.

Okay, now,

in the letter he says

"he kidnapped your daughter

and was running away to Mexico."

Do either or you

know anyone in Mexico?

Uh, well...

There's a cleaning lady

that comes every other week.

Uh, her name's...

-I don't think that's

what he-- No.

-Rita.

Um, was there anything

missing from the house?

Any jewelry or valuables?

Her clothes, a lot...

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