Addicted

Chapter 1 (Renee)

Note: I strongly suggest that you do not read this unless you are part of the gay emo cult + Saxon, thanks.

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The hot metal of the rails on the train tracks burns my ass as I sit on them. My drug dealer, Saxon, sits next to me, smoking a joint. I was too, but I smoked through that hella fast. Saxon's red hair blows in the warm breeze as the birds take shits just feet from us. I don't want to be shit on.

"HOLY SHIT THE TRAIN! RUN, RENEE, RUN!" yells Saxon as she runs off the track and dives into the bushes.

"I'm not god damn Forrest Gump!" I scream at that bitch. "And there isn't a train, dumbass."

Out of nowhere, I feel something slam into my side with impossibly hard impact. I fall to the ground, landing in the pile of bird shit, all of my ribs broken.

"Listen to me next time, ho!" says Saxon. She walks over to me and waves a wand. My ribs are completely healed, but I'm still covered in bird shit. The wand is gone by the time I stand.

Saxon and I walk on the trail away from the train tracks. The gravel crunches under our feet, the evergreen trees surrounding us. A squirrel, foaming at the mouth, jumps out of a tree and attacks Saxon. She keeps walking, her concentration on walking unbroken by the squirrel, because the weed is totally fucking up her brain. She concentrates so hard on walking that she walks directly into a tree, crushing the squirrel between her head and the tree. Saxon turns to me, her face covered in blood. She smiles and we continue on our way.

"Oh shit, I need to sell some pot to Kelsie at four! Let's go, bro." says Saxon. It's currently three fifty in the afternoon, and Saxon has to meet Kelsie in Kelsie's backyard, which is about ten minutes away from here. We run as fast as high people can run, and end up getting there on time. Blue-haired Kelsie sits on a tree stump in the backyard as we climb over the fence.

Kelsie snatches the ziplock bag of weed from Saxon and hands her twenty dollas. Saxon sniffs the twenty dollar bill and accidentally inhales it. She starts coughing and choking, but Kelsie and I just stand there, staring at Saxon, her face now purple, with pissed off faces and our arms crossed. Saxon has collapsed on the ground now and is staring at the sky, unmoving. The twenty dollar bill floats out of her nose along with blood, blood, gallons of the stuff, and it is a twenty dollar nose bleed. Saxon stands up and smiles, her face now covered in even more blood.

The three of us walk to the Goodwill about a mile from where we are now. On the way there, we find a girl in our grade, Kennedy, digging through the trash and eating the food remains that she could find. We take her on the journey to Goodwill with us. When we walk in, we see two boys, one with short dark blue hair and one with dark brown flippy hair. As we walk closer, we see that they have tits and realize that they are actually girls. The brown haired one doesn't actually have tits, but she's wearing a bra so I'm just assuming.

We go over to them and Saxon immediately starts making out with the blue haired one, named Kristina, as I figured out by the shirt she's wearing that says, "MY NAME IS KRISTINA, BITCH." I turn to Kennedy and start making out with her garbage-infested mouth, because I'm a follower and feel the need to fit in. Kelsie jumps into the arms of the girl with no tits and she falls to the ground, Kelsie on top of her, and they make out, too. The flannels hanging on the rack above them fall and land on them, blocking them from getting any air. Kaylon (the no tits girl) and Kelsie stop moving, and I can't hear them making out. They must be dead or unconcious, but I don't care at the moment because I'm in the middle of making out with someone but my eyes are open which is creepy as hell but Kennedy will have to deal with it.

After a while, we all lose our energy to make out and Saxon removes the flannels from Kelsie and Kaylon. Their bodies are decomposing into the tile floor of the store, but completely reassemble and heal once Kristina begins to sing the song about Shia LaBeouf being an actual cannibal. All six of us hug and somehow the bird shit on me and the blood on Saxon don't get on anyone else. We all hold hands as we skip to Kaylon's house. Nobody besides us are home, so we pour hot cheetos everywhere and swim in it. We are all covered in cheeto dust.