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"Holy shit." Carson let out breathlessly. She looked around as she stepped inside of McKay's party. She saw people grind all over each other just letting everyone know how much they want to fuck.
Carson was wearing a white tube top that showed a good amount of under boob, a cropped jean jacket, matching jean shorts with a unique design over black fishnets, and maroon ankle booties.
She fit right in with all the girls, showing off their bodies with the clothes they wear.
There was one thing on Carson's mind and that was she needed to get fucking high.
She wondered around the house until she finally walked in a room where people were doing lines on a very expensive coffee table.
Carson grinned and walked forward before she got on her knees, placing herself right in front of multiple lines.
"You want some?" A guy asked as he raked his eyes up and down the girls body. He didn't mind giving a sexy girl free drugs.
"Fuck yeah." Carson laughed before grabbing a rolled up dollar bill and leaning over taking three lines back to back.
"Damn girl!"
"Shit!"
Carson smiled. She needed this. There was no way any type of rehab will stop her from getting high. This time around she was going to make sure she surrounds herself with people like herself.
People who wouldn't snitch and send her right back to rehab.
"You on your knees a lot?"
Carson scoffed as she stood up from the ground and turned towards the person who just spoke.
It was Nate Jacobs.
He look different from the last time she was him. He was a lot taller, he had more muscles, and got hot as fuck.
"Wouldn't you like to know." Carson sassed back as she looked up, almost giving him fuck me eyes just to mess with him.
"You haven't changed one bit." Nate noticed. The only thing that really changed was how big her boobs got.
"That's a good thing, right?" Carson raised a brow.
Nate chuckled as he shook his head. "You wanna play some pong outside?"
"Sure." Carson grabbed Nate's hand that he held out for her to take and followed him out the back doors.
Carson was only a few feet away from me and I didn't see her. How the hell didn't I notice her. She's the only person I talked to in rehab and I didn't notice her? I feel like a dick.
Maybe she wouldn't of hug out with Nate if we saw each other. Maybe we would still be friends. . .
Carson almost ran into Nate's large body when he suddenly stopped and looked towards the pool.
Carson furrowed her brows wondering what he was looking at until she step beside him and saw a girl and a guy moaning in the pool.
"Yeah, that's real classy, you fucking whore." Nate yelled loudly making everyone around them look at the him.
"Suck my dick!" The girl spat back.
Carson would never be bold enough to fuck someone in a pool. She knew it was nasty especially when it's always used for parties.
That had to be Nate's girlfriend or something if he got that mad.
Nate rushed off not in the mood to be around anyone right now, leaving the red-head to stand alone.
"Damn." Carson muttered as she looked around seeing if she wanted to find someone else to play pong with. No one caught her attention, so she decided that she was going to ask around to who sells drugs.
Fezco
That was the name everyone told her. They didn't even hesitate to tell the girl where to find the man.
They didn't even know they were just giving the girl a death wish.
Most people that do drugs just do them at a party to feel on top of the world and then the next day it's like they never took anything.
But people like Carson can't live without it, without the feeling of getting high and leaving the reality that she was living in.
She never told me why she started doing drugs and honestly I don't think she will ever tell me.
