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Nyel Grant~22
Valentino Hayes~20

Valentino's pov.

I know you're not allowed to say it,
but drugs are kind of cool.

"I feel so good right now." Sayla says while cheesing. "How do you feel?" She asks me eventhough I'm cheesing just as much as her.

"So fucking good." I nod satisfied. My body is numb, my mind is empty and I feel like I'm going into cardiac arrest any second now. Perfect.

"You guys look like fucking idiots." Ken speaks reminding me of the fact that he's on the FaceTime call too. "What y'all high on this time?" He asks.

"Don't know." I mumble. "Who cares. I got it for free." Sayla explains. "Ain't no way you sucked dick for some shit that'll kill both of y'all's braincells." Ken says while laughing.

Sayla laughing confirms Ken's words. "I'll get some new shit soon baby then you don't gotta suck dick for it no more." Ken speaks.

"Yay." Sayla nods, "you good Val?" Ken directs the attention to me, "yeah." I respond. "You a pretty ass crackhead. You know that?" Ken smirks at me and I let out a chuckle.

"Good night guys." I mumble tiredly and hang up when they say it back. I throw the phone somewhere and smile to myself as I slowly fall asleep.

I'm happy I left a pill for tomorrow. If I had taken it today then I probably would've died and I wouldn't be able to get high tomorrow.

Good night.

"What's good?" I smile at my dad who's counting money behind his desk. "Good morning." I respond while walking to my station.

"High as a damn kite. You bet' not fuck up nobody." He exclaims. "I never do." I respond with a chuckle.

"Get yo old man right before we open up." A couple more barbers walk in and start cleaning their stations and talking as I give my dad a haircut.

"Good. I taught you real good." He nods while looking at the end result in the mirror infront of him.

My dad has long dreads so I just fixed his taper and his sides. I used to find the taper pretty nerve wrecking to get straight but it's light work now. I've been doing this since I was a kid because my dad always wanted me to work at his shop.

"You gon get me right too shorty?" I look up at my regular and smile, "of course." I say.

"When you gon start talking to a nigga?" He asks, "I am talking to you." I say. "You know what I meant." He smacks his teeth.

"I enjoy being alone Troy." I explain while retwisting his dreads. "Okay just hit me up when you need some company." He smirks at me. I playfully roll my eyes.

His money goes to my dad who puts all the payments together and pays us at the end of the month. I get paid well so I never cared about how he calculates the incomes of his workers.

I use the bathroom and wash my hands after that. I look up at myself in the mirror. My eyes are low and red and my skin looks pale.

I sigh before going back. I look towards my station and see someone sitting in my chair. "Sorry you had to wait." I apologize as soon as I'm next to him.

He looks up from his phone and puts it in his pocket. "Uh It's coo'." He speaks. "What do you want me to do for you?" I ask.

"Just clean it up a lil bit." He says so I nod and get to work. He eventually pulls his phone out of his pocket accedently pulling out a small bag containing some blue pills before shoving it back inside.

His eyes flicker up at mine so I look away and pretend like I didn't see it. Either he sells them or he's just as hooked as me. Either way I want some.

"How much for one of them?" I ask lowly. He raises a brow, "you don't wanna know what it is first?" He asks, I shake my head.

"Ima give you one for free. After that it's 10 a piece." He speaks. "Okay." I mumble and hand him my phone to get his contact.

Not.nyel on Snapchat.

Although his username states that he's not Nyel, I'm pretty certain that he is Nyel.

"Don't share my info with nobody." Nyel says so I nod and focus on my job. Now I don't have to spend hours without pills when Ken doesn't have anything and Sayla can't find free stuff.

I met Sayla in Highschool. She dropped out and stays with her mom now. Both, her and her mom are addicts. She says she enjoys that life so she'll stick to that.

Then I dropped out because my dad wanted me to start working at his shop full time.

Ken dropped out not too long after me when he realized that he was making good money dealing drugs.

"The free piece?" I ask him when he stands up from the chair. I'm proud of my work on his head and he seems to be satisfied too because he's ready to pay and he nodded at himself in the mirror when I was done.

He reaches forward shortly hooking his hand in my hoodie pocket before letting go. Then he pays my dad before leaving. The whole time I'm staring at him. He's so hot. I think I might have a lil crush.

Maybe I'm so attracted to him because he's giving me pills? I think that's it.

I reach in my hoodie and smile when I feel the pill. I can't wait to try it.

I might be a crackhead.

Heyy, y'all ready for this ride??