𝑩𝒂𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 - Elliot X O.C

2. 𝘔𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦

[edited]

[tw: drugs. like a ton of drugs.]
[also I wrote this while high so keep that in mind lol]

{Substance- 03 Greedo}

"This is fez." Rue led Sage to a man with ginger hair and a buzz cut. "Fez, this is sage. She's like one of the few actually cool and not superficial people in this town." Fez pulled the blunt out of his mouth and held out a hand. "What's up. It's nice to meet you, Sage." Sage gave him a small smile and shook his hand. "back at you." Rue took the blunt from fez and began taking a drag.

Sage and I had been friends since we were fourteen. Sage was the only one who truly understood what I was going through. Her dad died the year before mine, except he died of a drug overdose. I was the one to introduce her to drugs.

Some random guy came and bought weed from fez. "Oh shit. You sell weed?" Sage mentality slapped herself. Of course he did. "Yup. You wanna buy some?" He held a bag of weed up.

"It's a 8th." Sage shook her head. " nah, I don't have any fucking money. Like none." Fez chuckled and looked at rue. " You think Rue broke ass ever has any money? It's on the house, shorty." Sage raised an eyebrow. "For real? thanks." She took the weed.

" I gotta go." Sage told rue, who was focused on the drama happening in the pool beside us. "Uh, yeah. Lemme give you my number. I'll give you fez's number too." Sage nodded and handed her the phone. After a few clicks Rue handed the phone back and sage was on her way.

Sage wandered around the house, occasionally opening doors. She couldn't find Elliot and he was her ride home. She reached the last door in that hall way. She opened it and of course, it was Elliot. He laid in the bed, a topless girl straddling his waist.

"Yo, elli. Im ready to go home." This didn't bother sage. It's not like they were dating or anything. "What the fuck!" The girl hopped off of him and grabbed her shirt, using her hands to cover her tits. "Don't forget your heel!" Sage called out as the girl ran out the room. " I see you, Elli. Getting some play at a party." Elliot put his shirt back on. " And your not upset?" Sage sighed, threw the heel on the floor and sat at the desk in the corner of the room.

"Not really, no. We aren't dating. You can fuck who ever you want. Just wear a condom." Sage shrugged. Elliot frowned. This was his best attempt at making sage jealous. Truth be told, deep down she felt a hint of jealousy. Not like she'd ever tell Elliot.

"Alright, let's go home." Sage smiled and stood up, stretching. "Let's go to my place. I have some weed. We can get high." Elliot smirked and nodded. "bet."

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"Do you have wraps?" Elliot asked sage as he sat down on her bed. Sage didn't respond, she continued getting undressed. She slipped into a pair of gray sweat pants and a green tank top. She sat next to him in the bed.

"Nah, I have a bong though." She reached behind her bed and pulled out a green bong. "Ta—da!"  Elliot lifted the bong up and admired it. "Where did you even find this?" Elliot asked as she packed the bong. "I found it at a thrift store. I took it home, cleaned it up, and it's as good as new." He nodded.

"You can hit it first." Sage handed it to Elliot. He lit the bong and took a huge rip. "Holy fuck." He coughed out the smoke. "That's your fault. You shouldn't have took a big ass hit." Sage laughed at Elliot as he coughed up a lung. "Not fucking funny. Here, you hit it." Sage did as told. She took an even bigger hit, not coughing at all.

"What the hell.." Elliot furrowed his eye brows. "How did you do that?" Sage shrugged. "Practice?"

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Sage snored softly as Elliot tucked her in. "Sleep well, babydoll." Sage nuzzled into the pillow, falling deeper into slumber. He wrapped his arm around her, cuddling closer to her.