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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 - 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐫

mentions of drug use/selling drugs etc 

It was 5 in the morning, Norah woke up and realised where she was and what had happened a few hours ago. "Five hours of sleep is gonna have to do" she said to herself, she quickly changed out of the clothes she was wearing the day before and into a black lace trim bralette crop top and stone wash denim shorts. 

Looking around in her room she shoved mostly clothes and important items into a black duffel bag and put her normal day items in a backpack. She knew she'd feel the wrath of her dad if he woke up and she was still here, even though she had no where to go anything would be better than there.

In case she felt like she needed to come back, she took the spare keys, put her converse on and head off not looking back. The closest place she could think of that might actually be good for her to stay, just until John B comes around so she can talk to him, was Barry's place.

Yes Barry wasn't the greatest guy in the world but after being round to his so many times, both looking for her dad and not, Norah felt he was like a brother to her even though his feelings weren't exactly the exact same.

She walked up to the dirty shack and knocked on the door hoping she hadn't woken him up. "Who the fuck wakin' me up at the crack of dawn- Norah. You need a fix or sum?" he said opening the door. 

"I know this is short notice but I need a place to stay, probably just for tonight or tomorrow night or something... please Barry. I don't beg but I literally have nowhere to fucking go right now" she pleased giving him puppy dog eyes knowing he wouldn't wanna say no to her.

Barry groaned as he tipped his head back, "Jesus fine. You're running shit for me tomorrow night if you have to stay again though, you got that? ain't no one staying for free-"

Norah pulled out $100 and waved it under his nose, "Who said I was staying for free" she sighed.

"Alright come in come in, have the spare room and just throw out anyone's shit they've left in there aight? all yours" Barry said taking the money and walking over to the couch, "so why you decided to go from one junkie house to another huh"

Norah turned and gave him a look, her dad bought drugs off him constantly and they didn't live far from each other so he obviously knew about her home life, "John B is m.i.a. and i don't think Jj's would be any better than what i just came from"

"Well that's all I need to know, if you run my shit with someone tomorrow night I'll keep my mouth closed if your dad comes a-runnin" Barry said with a smirk, everything always came with a price.

"Fine" Norah said as she rolled her eyes, she went into the spare bedroom and started throwing random stuff like coats and junk on the floor out the window hoping no one would come looking for their shit they clearly didn't care about.