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Stormi 07/14 | 12:30pm CA
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I'd been feeling better, but haven't been home though. Slim's been looking for me my job and my family as well. I just didn't want this to be a story to tell. Once I felt healed I'd be back home. I had to cancel a few clients too but I'm giving 50% off to those affected their next booking.
It was only 6 of them, mostly new ones so to say they'll be back is questionable. My clientele was large so while I need the clients I need breaks too. I made enough to risk 4/6 of those clients.
"What you doing shorty?" Nylon asked me as I searched through my purse. "None" I replied. "Can you massage my back?" I asked.
It hurt bad. I'm not sure if it's the gunshot or this hard-ass bed. It was not jail cell hard but my bed was much softer.
"You know I gotta dip right now, late already," he said matter of factly.
"It hurts Nylon damn" I fussed. He shook his head and left the room coming back with a Percocet and giving it to me. "Here, I'll be back in a few. Get some rest bro and eat!" He demanded.
"Sir yes sir" I laughed. Once I knew he was gone I got up and limped to his closet where he kept his favorite alcohol in a cabinet.
I grabbed the Hennessy and poured a shot putting it back. I grabbed the pill crushing it with the shot glass and dusting it in my drink.
A bit extreme, but I mean.
I swirled it before taking it to the head. A smile slowly formed on my face and I cleaned up. I made my way to the kitchen pain-free and happily. I stopped by a room that caught my attention though.
The door was slightly opened so I pushed it open all the way. I scanned the room seeing a bag of pills on the table. I went over reading the prescriptions. "No Stormi," I told myself but kept my eyes on them.
I quickly grabbed 2 and took them to my purse. Then I went to the kitchen warming some pizza from the night before. I poured some BBQ sauce on it and grabbed two bags of Doritos.
Nylon gone kick my ass. Even with that in mind, I happily again, very happily went into the room and turned the TV on. I watched it and ate.
2hours later- My phone rang and I jumped up. It was Nylon checking on me. I woke up fully and cleaned all the crumbs everywhere. This was sad of me.
I washed my dish and threw the trash away. I was coming down a bit and now was just very tired. I went to lie down but as soon as I did I heard loud yelling.
