--------------(Tuesday)--------------
I pulled up to Miu's crib and parked outside. I noticed Mary's car and Ren's motorcycle in the driveway too.
I hopped out my porsche and turned it off before heading up to the front door, the moment I knocked on that shit it Mary sprung it open and pulled me in, "YOOOO, MIU GOT SOME FUCKING COKE! LET'S GET FUCKING CRAZYYY!!" I followed her to the living room where Miu was already sitting back with a smile on her face, a small bit of powder under her nose and above her lip.
Needless to say I was both appalled and excited at the sight. But first things first, the cooking question, "Where the fuck did you get cocaine?"
Miu turned around with a large smile, "My mom. Cartel smuggling business, heh." She pointed towards the several bricks in the cabinet. "Not the diluted to hell stuff either, this is the pure Rojigaza, good shit." She rubbed her nose and ended up sniffing the remaining coke on her face. "Ohhhhh yeashhh. That's the gooooddd stuff." She sank into the couch with a careless smile on her face.
Ren wasn't partaking in underage narcotic consumption and considering I need to look out for Hayase. I might also keep a clean nose. Can't be tripping balls while babysitting.
I looked back at the table full of coke and my undeveloped genius deviant brain started having second thoughts. "Alright, maybe just one line." Mary and Miu cheered while Ren just looked concerned.
Needless to say, that was a poor decision. One line turned to two, two lines to three. I stared at a fourth line and simply got up, and walked out. Now I was fucked up, nobody does three lines of coke and stays completely unaffected afterwards. Not even Burnface could do that shit and his ass was king of the trade before he got fucking assassinated.
I sat in my car for a few minutes, trying to clear my mind so I could see straight but it was pretty evident that wasn't going to happen. I stretched and grabbed a bottle of bepis from my glovebox, this is gonna be a long day isn't it?
--------------(2 Hours Later)--------------
I'm not even entirely sure when I got back into Miu's house but Mary was passed out on the couch, she said she's just gonna sleep off the effects but I'm not 100% on anything right now considering my judgment has been effectively jumbled from this crap.
I felt a splash on my hoodie, I looked down to see a red stain blending with the blue of my hoodie, reaching up I felt blood dripping.
My nose is bleeding?
Oh Fuck.
It makes you feel good yeah, but everything else it does is really gonna fuck you up. I ain't touching this shit again. I'll just stick with weed or something. Miu and her mom can keep the coke for themselves or something.
Miu was still on the couch, eyes glazed over and a shit eating grin on her face. "Dude, the first time is always the most intense. You look like shit."
"I feel like it too." I rubbed my nose clear of the blood, "This ain't happening again." I said to myself.
"You're probably right. Wasn't sure why I thought this was a great idea but hey, at least you know you don't like it!" Miu said happily.
I swear if this girl wasn't my friend I'd rock her shit-
I'm going home. I got back up and walked to the door, but as I opened it I was surprised by Hayase being a nosy little minx. "What the FUCK?! Why the Fuck are you here?!" I yelled at her.
Hayase looked at me with angry eyes before she looked at my hoodie and recognized the white powder remnants on the sleeve.. "Are you fucking high?! You fucking moron! If mom gets a whiff you started sniffing coke she'll fucking send you to prison for drug possession! Are you nuts?!"
Without thinking I told her, "You're too loud. And it's really annoying me. Shut the fuck up." I shoved her inside and shut the door behind her.
Miu leaned over the couch and asked, "Dudeeee, what's Hayase doing here?"
I crossed my arms and waited for Hayase's answer, "We're about to find out. Out with it."
She was too stunned to respond. She looked me in my red eyes and shook her head, "One of my friends saw your car outside and texted me." She looked me up and down, clearly seeing I was unfit to go anywhere right now. "Dude, you can't go to school tomorrow. They're gonna know."
Despite knowing exactly what she means, I persisted. "They're gonna know jack shit. It'll be fine. This was a one-time thing."
Hayase's worried face subtly turned into a cheeky smile, "You're damn right it is. I'll call out for you, Ivy. I'll make up an excuse. You just try not to be nah dumber than you already are. The last thing you need is mom finding out about this."
I rolled my eyes, "You? Call out for me? Can you even do that?" It took a moment before I realized what she called me, "Ivy?"
Her smug little smile she always has when she's about to get her way came back to her once again, "Mhmm, Ivy." Hayase booped my nose before lifting up her phone, "Someone wasn't paying attention when I said mom let me do just about anything I want? She put Me as your emergency contact. So don't you forget it. Or I'll have to put in a call with our dear old mother, and heaven knows she wouldn't want to know about this..." She teased.
Mom put my Hayase as my emergency contact?
That Bitch!
Look, I know how to put 2 and 2 together but she's not serious, right? "Your not-"
She waved her phone in my face, "That's right, Ivy. You're gonna do exactly as I say from now on if you don't want mom to find out about this. And you too, Miu." Miu shrugged and rolled her eyes. Clearly she didn't care.
I blanked out before asking, "Why the hell would she ever do that?"
Hayase flicked my nose, "We both know why! So, you gonna do what I say? Or is "Big bro" heading off to the pen?"
I sighed in defeat, she's definitely of Mom's blood. Better to just take the excused absence and do what she asks for now. "Fine! I should probably make sure I don't go into a coma or some shit, I'm staying here for the night. Miu doesn't care, Mary is already out like a light and all the colors in my eyes are still swirling."
I looked back down to Hayase, patting her on the head, "Now go home, and stop following me around. It's weird. And Creepy."
She smiled and nuzzled into my hand, "That's a good big brother!"
God, this was a fucking Mistake.
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