Imani's a 19 year old girl, stripping to make it in life. As of now she lives with her abusive drug addict father in Orlando Florida. All in the midst of it Billie comes along and changes her entire life.
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"Look into your eyes I can't find you, I don't know what happened to the girl I knew."
It was getting bad all over again. Billie was starting to question my behavior and it was getting hard to hide it now. I had gained a tolerance for the pills and moved onto something different.
I had started doing blow again and at first it was just a weekend thing then it turned to every week and now it's every day. It didn't matter where I was, if I was alone I'd use it.
It was the only thing making me feel somewhat whole again. I had went out one night this time on my own to some party in Miami. Of course the night started with me doing lines of the sink counter with Angelo next to me.
"Alright missy I think you've had enough." He takes the baggie and puts it in his pocket but I pull one out of my own and snatch the rolled up bill back from me.
"One more and I'm done." I finished and clean up as he stands next to me shaking his head. "Are you gonna be able to get home?
"Yea I'll be fine I used to do it all the time now shut up." My entire time spent at this party was pretty much a blur. Once the drugs settled in everything I had done that night was forgotten. I somehow managed to make it home at 4 am.
I told Billie I would be home at 2 but I lost track of time. I quietly close the front door behind me. I was just going to sneak upstairs and slip into bed in hopes Billie wouldn't notice but it was no use.
There she stood in the kitchen and she looked a bit upset. "Mani you said you'd be home hours ago. It's 4 am now what happened?" I felt like a kid being ridiculed by their parent when they misbehave. "I tried to call you, I was damn near ready to come look for you."
I genuinely felt bad that I didn't know she called me if I did I would have left immediately and came home. "I know I'm sorry I just lost track of time." She just looked at me as if she was searching for something before speaking again.
"Imani are you high?" My heart began to race at her words in fear that she was figuring it all out. "I-what no I'm fine." She walks over to me and lifts my head making me look up at her.
"Mani, your pupils are as big as the moon what did you take?" I've got to think of an answer fast. "It's just shrooms, it was only a small amount I'm coming down from it." I look down ashamed not because she knows I'm high, but I felt terrible lying to her.
She's the only person that's made me feel like I didn't have to lie to her and here I was doing it. I only said it was shrooms because I knew she wouldn't be mad or trip about it. "Ok just be careful with it please." I nod and choose not to speak anymore.
