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ꗃ What are you doing here?

Chapter 1 𖤐
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It's currently 11pm, I'm at Barry's trailer three lines into a so far five hour yapping session. Barry is cool to talk to. He's real and also has drugs. He's probably the only person I trust on this island and he'll probably continue to be.

Pope is aware that I'm not clean because my dad thinks I'm with him and his friends right now. I don't fully trust pope and I fully believe he's gonna snitch some day, but I don't like hanging out with popes friends. They are loud and I don't like loud people. So I'll take the cover for now.

"You know Zy, you probably shouldn't smoke on top of the coke" Barry says randomly. We were talking about teen pregnancy so I don't know where that statement came from.

"You're right but it hasn't killed me yet" I say while taking a hit from the blunt I just rolled

His phone gets a text, then another, then another "you should probably answer that buddy" I mumble with smoke still escaping my lungs and mouth.

He reaches in his pocket and I take my phone out the make sure no one has tried to contact me, he groans loudly.

"The fuck is wrong with you" I say laughing a little. "Country club is stopping by so go home" he said sounding upset

"Who the fuck is country club and I'm finishing my blunt thank you so no" I say in a tone that says "who tf is you talking to"

"He's some rich kid who's just as addicted as you, expect he doesn't pay for his problems like you."

"Oh well technically i don't pay you that often but that's bc I'm an awesome friend right" I was in a sarcastic tone while standing up to get a beer from the fridge a few feet away.

"Well yes but you know what I'm saying, yoy still pay from time to time because you respect business"

"Oh AND I don't have a problem I can quit" I say opening the can of beer and passing him one.

"No you cant"

"Shut the fuck u-" mid sentence the door swings open and I didn't bother to look to see who it was because frankly I'm too high to care. "Like I was saying, I can anytime I just choose to be awesomely awesome old me" I saying knowing damn well I'm hooked.

"Zy your delusional" he says laughing and getting up to greet so calls country club.

I look beside me to be more shocked then a mf in the electric chair "rafe motha fuckin Camron is that you g?" I say a little shocked. I don't know him personally but honestly I don't really know anyone on the island besides Barry.

"Zyairia marcel?" He says confused to see me. No one knows of my habits because no one ever talks to me and I'm not the type to talk to people first. Also how the fuck does he know my real last name?!

"Ew don't say my government name like that" I cringe

"What is she doing here I told you I'm coming over" rafe whispers to Barry but I clearly heard him.

"Bitch I got a blunt to finish" I say before berry can get a word out.

"What she said" Barry says very dryly as he dabs rafe up and sits back down on the couch across the small messy coffee table and rafe sit next to me on the much longer could that was laying on before he got here. I guess no comfort for me anymore.

"I need something" rafe says in almost a whisper but I heard it and so did Barry. "You know you still owe me money" Barry raises a brow.

How the fuck is he rich and owe people money?

"I know I know, I brought 6k out of the 10k I owe you it's all I have right now" rafe breaths out lookin stressed as hell

Barry gets up looks into rafes hands seeing 2 rolls of money "each have 3k" rafe explains.
Berry take them and starts walking to his room "Gimme one bitch" I yell while blowing out smoke.

He chucks one at me, damn near taking my head off with it "your lucky I love you sis cuz-" I cut him off "I don't play about my money, I know nigga" I say in a mocking tone.

"What are you doing here" rafe says turning to me. "Well I thinks it's pretty obvious" I say while scrunching my face. "I know I just didn't expect smoking from you" I roll my eyes "you don't know me at all so what would you expect?" He laughs a little and I'm confused what he thinks is funny. "I don't know you just seem like the smoking type"

"Well you don't really know me" I mumble. "I could, you know Iv never seen you talking to people" he says as Barry enters the room with a small baggy of what I'm assuming is coke.

"Want some?" Rage offers "nah She's three lines in she needs a break" Berry says before I could say yes. Bitch. "And you do coke? Aren't you just a sweet girl" rafe says sarcastically.

"Shut the fuck up" I say getting up, my blunt is finished so I might as well so home. "Imma head out, I'm sure pope is gonna be expected home soon. And rafe?" I finish my sentence by turning to him.

"Yes?" He looks up from the line he was forming with his id. "Please don't tell anyone about this" I say, in a nicer tone, I don't want any problems. He looks amused tho? he can stay that way but when I shoot the bitch he won't be smiling.

"Goodbye Zyaire" Barry says ending the glare down thingy me and rafe had going on. I bend down to hug him and kiss his cheek "thank you for today I needed it" I whisper while smiling. Barry is truly my best friend and he understands me. "No problem zy get home safe" he say putting 2 blunts and a small bag of coke in my hand. "For the road" he winks.

I walk out of the house laughing, I don't think Iv paid for my shit in months and Iv only been here for a little under a year and Im almost one hundred percent sure the only person he willingly give free shit to.

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NEW BOOKKKK
Im pretty sure Iv already neglected my other one so here's this (also the attached image is the outfit of the day)

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