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Drugs

"RAFE!" Sarah yells as she walks into the house.

"What now." Rafe sighs, glaring at her from the dining table.

"Oh there you are." She says walking over to him. "Your giving Wheeze a lift over to the cut."

"Why's she going there?"

"Volunteer for some newspaper thing."

"Fine." Rafe sighs. Sarah thanks him and returns to her bike, cycling off.

~*~

"Rafe!" Wheezie calls.

"What!" Rafe calls from his bedroom. She creaks open the door showing his bedroom with a messy desk against the far wall and him lounging on his bed clearly high with one hand propped behind his head.

"Are you seriously high right now!" She says. He stands clumsily, running a hand through his messy hair and struggling to stand straight.

"No." He says his voice slurred, "okay, only a little though." He confesses.

"Now who's going to drive me!" She says, throwing her hands in the air and storming out.

"Wait!" Rafe calls after her, trying to follow but running into the side of the door and stumbling into the hall. "Fuck." He whispers, flipping off the door and chasing after Wheezie.

"I can drive you!" He says once he catches up to her.

"Yeah." She scoffs, "your not even wearing a shirt." She nods at his bare chest.

"Well I can put one on." He says sarcastically.

"Then what about the driving bit?" Wheezie asks.

"I've driven high before." Rafe reasons.

"Can I drive." She asks excitedly.

"Fine." Rafe gives in, "just don't tell Sarah."

Rafe leads Wheezie out to the car and let's her into the driving seat. "Okay, drive." He waves at the wheel. Wheezie awkwardly holds the wheel and tries to press the accelerator.

"It's not working." She says, looking over at Rafe.

"First off your on parking and that's the brake." Rafe points out, turning the car to drive for her.

"Oh." She presses the other pedal and the car jolts forward.

"Are you trying to kill us!" Rafe says, reaching over her and grabbing the wheel and steering the onto the road, "okay, go like slowly." He says, sitting back fully onto his seat.

"Okay." Wheezie says, slowly lowering her foot and steering the car out of the driveway.

~*~

"Okay by the time we get there it's going to be fun is Ed, speed up." Rafe complains.

Wheezie doesn't reply just speeds up slightly.

Rafe leans forward, sliding a plastic bag out of his pocket and spreading the coke into the dashboard.

"Are you serious?!" Wheezie says, glancing away from the road to look at Rafe.

"Look at the road." He says before rolling up a dollar note and inhaling the drugs. He sighs leaning back and closing his eyes letting the drugs set in.

"Rafe?" Wheezie says, slowing the car.

"Yeah?" He says opening his eyes to see the police car flashing its lights behind them. "Shit." He mutters.

"Alright get under." Rafe says, pushing her under the dashboard as they pull over and climbing into the driver seat.

"Ow!" Wheezie protests.