Never have I ever been so skinny. Was it the drugs? Probably. My manager, Alex, was never as red with anger as he was. "How much weight did you lose? Are you purging again? Because if you are-"
I threw my heel at him and hit him right in the head. "No, I'm not. I just haven't ate in a while." He sighed. "The shoot was cancelled, your photographer got the flu. Hang out with a friend or something and eat." He emphasized on eat, I emphasized hang out with a friend.
I called Trevor and he answered right away. "God, babe, don't scare me like that! Did you get my text? I love you." He was rambling on about nothing and everything, about the effects of the drugs, about how he missed me. How when he kissed me, he never felt such a pure heroine. "Come pick me up." He replied, "yeah, babe, be there in 5." I waited and in exactly 5 minutes, he had an old-fashioned car parked and honking for me.
I ran down the stairs, just for my father to catch me. "Where you going?" I kissed his forehead and picked up an apple I might forget to eat. "Photoshoot cancelled. Going to dinner and a movie. Bye." I scurried out the house before anymore questions.
I ran into his car and he yanked on my hair. "I knew you couldn't stay away." His tongue melted mine is sloppy kiss. He had a fat, stinky J in his hand, unlit. "Waiting on my baby to smoke up a stinky one. Want the first go round baby girl?" I nodded as he put the joint between my lips and lit a calm fuse down my nervous system. "Where are we going, Trevor? Specific place in mind?" He nodded. "Your baby is in trouble, Carmen, he's gonna have to fight."
Fight? Is he insane? My boyfriend I imagined never fought. What is he gets hurt? As if reading my thoughts, he says something surprising "No, mama bear, we're robbing a bank. We're fighting for money we don't have." I become flustered and angsty. "What is you get hurt? What if I get hurt?" He stops riding, parks, and looks at me. He yanks my head towards him like I like it. "You're not about to fucking get hurt. I'll take any bullet or even kill myself for you, so don't say that, Carmen baby." He kissed me as we were sitting at a popular convenient store that's loaded with cash.
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AA Girl
RandomCarmen worked as an American Apparel model, who has a charmed life. When she meets Trevor, the town's bad boy, her world gets turned upside down and her job is at stake.