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"At least that takes care of one problem." She spoke to herself hugging her phone.
As she waited near a gas station she began to wonder what was it about the dragon that made it so good, and then the thought that crossed everyone's mind at least once, "Why not just drop the stuff all together?" the thoughts were now on the surface just buzzing in and out of her head, it was until a man pushed her did she notice she had passed out.
"Sorry." She whispered as she looked up, there he stood, smiling.
"Yeah well come on, fork over the money." He just stared at her, the smile had faded, only his eyes were a cold green.
He looked like a whole different person, he had gained weight and lost all of his beard, along with his shaggy hair, now he stood five feet nine in a business suit, looking so prideful. It made Erika sick.
"You look disgusting." She spat out without thinking.
"Do want it or not?" He didn't even make eye contact. Which is how she wanted it, she wouldn't be able to look so strong if he had looked down. He was her first, and you never forget the first.
Maxim had taught her how to smoke pot, drink, lie to the face of judgment, make love, and most important how use heroin. She had never touched drugs but when she fell into the lap of his, he showed her all the different ways, shooting was by far her favorite, but she learned how to snort, and even smoke it.
He dangled the paper brown bag in front of her, it made her mouth water. She reached her arm up with a handful of cash, her wrist revealed her tattoo of his name.
It was like the whole world stopped, and it was just them two, as if it was them forever. He looked into her eyes for the first time in the past five months. It had seemed he was going to kiss her as he bent down and took the money touching her hand. The feeling warmed her, until he ripped apart from her and threw the bag on the floor.
Just like that it was all over.
Erika walked around trying to find a save place to shoot up with out worrying about who might see her, alone, high. She kept walking until she heard the gang. It made her smile hearing them, she had forgot where they had been staying, being high for the months she was there. They really didn't seem to notice her, as she had not seemed to remember most of their names. In fact at the moment she couldn't remember anyone's name, she was too busy thinking of scoring and feeling that sweet drug in her veins again.
No one had the time to say hello to Erika as she swung open the door and ran to the bathroom. She had been ready and the side efforts of withdraw where sinking in even more. Erika slammed the door and ripped open the bag just to see a note inside with a bag full of nothing. Angry tears swam down her cheeks, and she screamed like none ever had screamed before. The sound echoed off of the walls and bounced into the sky.
Maxim had no plans on helping her. EVER.
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Victoria giggled as she danced around the apartment with Dani, well more like grinded. It was hard to imagine that she was only fifteen. She hand her hands around Dani’s neck as a slower song came on the two girls mocking a slow dance, making it more dramatic than necessary. Val saw Erika come into the apartment, she knew something was up. Val was a little too in tune with everyone’s emotions. The others were too busy to see or notice her come in. Val knocked lightly on the bathroom door. “Hey babydoll, you okay?” she asked a bit worried.
As the knock happened Erika was still at her parents so she called out, "Papa? Papa I miss you."
The door opened slowly bring the memories of her father to life, there he stood at six feet one with a smell of "Cool Water" flutter into the bathroom, but it was no longer the bathroom it was a very colorful orange bedroom. She just looked up with a goofy smile and a small blush around her long blond hair fell around her cheeks down to her breast.
"Now what are you doing in here pumpkin?" His voice filled the room as he crossed his arms.
"Oh papa, I was just waiting until you got home." She giggled, and stood and ran into his arms.
The moment was priceless and it made her whole body fill with bliss.
In reality she was having a mental break and was laying on the floor shaking. Drool slid down the side of her lips and she mumbled about how much she loved her daddy. This sight would scare most, but at that moment Erika was just happy to be with her father once more.
Aleka smiled when he came back with food and a drink. She felt bad that she was eating his only food. She looked at the sandwich, cut in halfs and picked up one half. She handed it to him and said "Here. I dont eat much either." She looked at him carefully, noticing every crease, freckle, and blemish on his face. He was obviously older than her, but it couldnt be more than 6 or 7 years. "Reece. I'm Aleka. How old are you, if you dont mind me asking?" She hoped he was only 18 or 19. If he was much older, she would be embarrassed to tell him she was only 15.
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Things were already getting really hot in the apartment, but it wasn't something surprising or new. Whenever the gang was together, anything could happen.
Elena stared at Ash with big eyes and a coyly smile. That kiss was something she'd wanted to do for a very long time. "You're a - an amazing kisser," she said before gently kissing him back. She felt dizzy, but it wasn't the alcohol or the drugs. It was him. While they kissed, she realized how much she actually had a crush on him. It would never work though, Ash was Ash and... no. It would just not work. Her right hand was suddenly on the back of his neck and she pulled herself even closer to him. Well, she might as well enjoy it while they were at it, he would probably regret everything when he became normal again. She looked into his eyes, or at least tried to; she was already pretty drunk and couldn't really focus. Without thinking she suddenly blurted out what was on her mind; "Am I pretty Asher?"
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