I posted a thread a while back about my first time getting caught by the parents. It involved them taking me to the police station, trying to get me arrested, smashing my bowl, etc. That happened way back when I was a junior in high school, a minor, so I was powerless. This time it's slightly different...
Today as I was on my way out the door, my mom sat me down and asked me if I'm smoking pot, which she does at least once or twice a month. Deny, deny, deny, of course. Always do. She asked if I could pass a drug test, I said yes, she said "then I'm going to give you one before we go on vacation." I told her that I wasn't going to take it because I am an adult and personally feel that drug tests are an invasion of privacy. She then asked me if I was doing E, and that's when I knew how this happened...
I had two yellow crocs in a bag under some jewelry on the stand next to my bed. After our conversation I went there to check...and they were gone. Fuck that anyway, the truth is (for real) my friend gave them to me for my Bday but I never took them because I really like to keep it organic and I think E fucks me up for the worse. Just my personal taste, so I was just letting them sit until I figured out who else would want them. My mom found them but apparently not my grass because she would've taken that too.
Now she's telling me that she knows I smoke because everything I said, she replied with "that's another symptom!" A SYMPTOM. I have symptoms of being a pot head. Hahaha. Well, it's fucked up because now I feel like a tightrope walker...I can't do anything to piss her off because if she goes to the police, the right way this time...well, let's just say my parents would love to sit back and watch me wither in pain while the blue meanies throw my ass in jail.
Now, grasscity, this is where I need you. How do I handle this delicate situation? I tried standing my ground and refusing, but the fact is, it's her house that I'm doing this in. I don't have the money to get my own place but if it comes down to it, I've got couches to surf or a nice cozy backseat to curl up in.
A) Get some ready clean and detox hardcore and take the test before they go on vacation this weekend?
Be straight with her about the E, that I didn't want it (not that she would believe me) and that I do indeed smoke pot, subsequently explaining why pot isn't bad, possibly followed by a showing of "the union."
C) Move the fuck out
D) Any better suggestions?