Chapter Eight

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He came back with a small ziplock bag, a lighter, and some other things that I didn't know the name of. He set the things down on my desk and pulled the chair underneath him. "Whatchu what? Bowl or blunt?" He asked, spinning around to show a rectangular package in his right hand and a glass bowl shaped thing in his left hand.

"Uh, I don't know. Does it matter?" I shrugged.

"Yes, it matters. We're smoking a bowl, I don't feel like rolling." He said and started putting weed in the bowl.

Once he finished, he held the bowl to his mouth and inhaled for a couple seconds before letting go of the side hole, inhaling a couple more seconds before pulling the bowl away, inhaling a little more before blowing the smoke into my face and handing it to me with a smirk.

I took it carefully, realizing it was glass before I looked up at him.

"Here, I'll light it for you." He said, adjusting my hands so their in the right position. "You know how to do this?"

I immediately shook my head, only for him to roll his eyes. "Gotta do the whole thing for you except breathe."

"I've never touched a drug in my life." I said worriedly.

"You'll be fine, the most that could happen is you green out."

"So I could die?!" I gasped.

"Babe, no." He laughed. "It's physically impossible to overdose. Greening out is when you get so high that you puke and possibly don't remember what happened."

He called me babe. My heart skipped a beat when he said it.

"So like black out drunk?" I asked.

"Yes. Now hurry up and hit the damn thing."

I held the bowl up to my mouth as he lit it.

"You gotta suck." He rolled his eyes.

I inhaled for a few seconds before Kacchan put the lighter down, moving my finger off the hole. "Keep sucking." My throat burned like hell so I pulled away, coughing my lungs out.

"That was a big ass hit." He laughed. "Shit, we gotta get Denki here for this." He said as I was still coughing.

"Get a drink, dumbass." He stated, patting my thigh as he pulled his phone out.

I quickly stood up and grabbed my water from my desk before sitting back down, taking small sips from it.

"Yo Denki. Get your ass over here, you'll never believe what Deku did."

"What he do?" Denki asked from the other end of the phone.

"Dude he's faded." Kacchan said as he showed me in the screen. I smiled real big and waved.

"Holy shit, look at his eyes!" Denki laughed. "I'm on my way."

"Hi Denki!" I smiled, trying to climb over Kacchan to be in screen.

"Hey bro, how you feeling?" He smirked.

I giggled lightly and said, "My room looks orange."

They both laughed before Kacchan said bye to Denki and hung up.

I opened my arms wide with a smile, hoping he'd cuddle me.

Kacchan chuckled and leaned over me before setting the bowl on my nightstand and flopping down on top of me. I scooted down a little bit so he could lay on my chest. He wrapped his arms around my waist. I played with his hair and not even five minutes later I heard the door open and close.

"Kacchan, someone's in the house." I whispered nervously.

"It's just Denki." He mumbled, muffled by my chest.

Denki walked in and flopped down at the end of the bed.

"Are you two dating yet?" Denki asked.

"Yes." Kacchan answered and sat up against the wall. "Y'all wanna keep smoking?"

"Hell yeah." Denki smiled, sitting up as well.

"Sure." I muttered and grabbed the bowl. "Who wants it?"

"Uh. Denki." Kacchan said, pointing at him.

I handed it to Denki and put my legs over kacchans lap.

I watched as Denki hit the bowl. "Marko." He stated as he blew smoke out.

"Polo." I giggled without even thinking.

Then Denki handed the bowl to me.

"Wait huh?" I asked.

"It's your turn." Denki chuckled as he handed the lighter to Kacchan.

"Ohh.." I said as Kacchan helped me light it.

After I handed it to Kacchan my stomach started to growl. "I'm hungry."

They both looked at me, then to each other before laughing.

I laughed right with them. I dunno why, but it was funny.

"It's the munchies. Go get food, but it will sober you up." Kacchan said before hitting the bowl.

I smiled and went to leave but stopped in my tracks, turning around to face them. "What was I doing...?"

"Oh my gosh. Food." Kacchan sassed.

"Oh right! Thanks." I smiled, hitting my shoulder against the door frame before walking out.

I came back with a whole pack of Oreos. "I found Oreos!"

"Oooo bet!" Denki smiled excitedly.

"By the way, it's your hit. Denki wanted to skip you, but I wouldn't let him." Kacchan smiled.

"I wouldn't have minded." I giggled and sat down beside him. He put an arm around my shoulder and took an Oreo from the package.

Denki had ended up spending the night and of course Kacchan was right; one is all it took.

The next day, as I was walking home from work, two men stepped in front of me.

"Oh, um. Excuse me." I muttered and went to walk around them.

But they stepped in front of me. That's when I noticed, these are the two men that want Kacchans money.

"Where is he?" One of them asked.

"Who?" I asked, playing dumb.

"The blonde!" He shouted, making me jump.

"I-I don't know." I stuttered.

"Your a terrible liar, kid." The other said with an evil grin plastered across his face.

"Now tell us where he is." The first one spoke.

"Or pay the price." The other whispered, only loud enough for me to hear.

"I told you, I don't know where he is." I tried to reason, but they weren't budging.

So they made me pay the price.

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