Beyond Revenge

Chapter 9

“Hello?”

“Hi Michael. It’s Jason. Listen bro, I need some white stuff urgently. It’s been days and I don’t know this place. Don’t know where to find any but with you”

Michael laughed.

“Poor kid. How I enjoy little freaks like you. Where are you?”

“At the apartment. Can you come?”

“No. but I will send some in loving memory of your sexy mama” he puffed on his cigar and added “Hey I am playing poker. You wanna join?”

Just the opportunity he needed, of course he’d accept and after that he would make sure he didn’t leave the mansion without fulfilling his mission.

“Yeah”

“I have some sexy pieces of ass for you. How you like them? Blonde, brunettes….?’’

“I’ll choose when I get there” he hung up. Yes, just the right opportunity.

Jason got into the elevator that took him to the third floor of Michael’s mansion. He had a game room and an exclusive room for parties. He was in the party room with a woman at each side of him, one massaging his back while he puffed on a Cuban cigar and drank his expensive whiskey on the rocks.

He smiled as he saw Jason approaching. “Come here kiddo” he said, then he pushed the brunette and said to her, “make him a real man”. She wore leather garter belt and a bra hardly covering her nipples. Her make up screamed ‘I’m overused and have to cover up’.

“She’s good” he said to Jason. “picked her up at one of the cheap stripper bars and made her exclusive” he slapped her butt and ushered her to him.

The girl got up obediently and began touching Jason with expertise. She threw him against a nearby sofa and began her lap dance. Michael smiled.

A young man dressed in full black brought Jason a plate. It contained pills, powder a syringe and liquefied cocaine.

He picked out a XTC pill and swallowed with hard whiskey.

The rest of the evening went well for Jason. He had a brunette and free drugs to play with, to forget the pain living inside of him. At some point he dozed off and then woke up, drenched in sweat and dreaming about his mother in that exclusive room with Michael and two other guys. The effect of the drugs was wearing off and the memories came back. He always wondered where the sense of using drugs was, because as it wore off, the problems came back and the feeling of emptiness, loneliness and depression were still there. The anxiety was worse. Hence the reason for repeating drugs over and over, hence the reason why you ended up worse than where you’d started.

He would have to be strong or the problems would drown him.

He peeped outside and noticed that it was dark and the moon was shinning bright. There were voices down the corridor. He tried identifying the location of the voices and began following. He passed several doors and stopped when he thought he heard the noises coming from the door before him. He was lost. In the midst of the stupor he’d been, he forgot which floor and room he had walked to with the whore after the lap dance.

He stood there waiting for more noises. Soundless. He walked closer to the railing and realized he was still on the third floor.

The door opened. Two men walked out with a box each.

Jason approached the door but lost sight of the men who seemed to have not seen him standing just a few steps behind them. He tried the door. It was open, he stepped into the game room again.