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Moe

I stood at my desk looking over some plans for the last time. Planning and working is all I've been doing now days, not like that's been a secret at all. I've just been dealing with my personal problems and I'd rather stay busy. Billie and I could've changed our life styles, but we chose not to, we were having too much fun and this is who we was.

Now it's just me, I forced Billie out of this life because I didn't want to see her get hurt again. I should've stopped, but I'm committed to finishing what we built. I should be with my family, but instead I'm at work or on drugs.

"You work a lot," My assistant Wendy said to me.

"You're always here when I'm here so what is that supposed to imply?"

"I'm just saying you have a kid a wif-

"We're not married and we're not even engaged yet"

"Oh I'm sorry I assumed you just never told me much about your life"

"You don't need to know"

"I'm just curious-

"Wendy for fucks sake stop asking me questions," I snapped at her and wiped my forehead full of sweat. I'm low on supply. Wendy asking me all sorts of questions isn't making my day any easier.

I just need to get done with what I need to get done with and go home.

"Tell me something I don't know for a reward," she took a tiny bag filled with familiar white powder and dangled it at my eye level.

"What you think I'm a fucking fein now?"

"Didn't say that but it's your choice Ms. McReed."

"Give it to me"

She handed me the little bag and I began to clear a space on my desk.

"How did you guys meet?"

"We met in high school, she was a really sweet girl and I was very quiet. I was bullied badly and at the time and Billie had a crush on me. She was a little obsessed with me not gonna lie, she gave me flowers and such, but I was a dick and told her off, I ended up apologizing. Seems like she forgives me for a lot of things that I've done even when I don't deserve it, I don't deserve her.

I cut up a thin line with a razor and rolled up a dollar bill sniffing it up my nose and it hit immediately, I was taken back a little, but ignored it, held my nose, and dusted off my desk.

"How'd you get here?" Wendy asked me.

"Turns out she was crazy and I dig that"

"You like crazy girls?"

"Does that sound surprising?"

"I just thought you were always like this"

"Maybe, but I was normal once, word of advice, when you think you're the opposite of someone don't be fooled, because they're all your inside thoughts out loud, I always knew there was something off about Billie, and she knew there was something off about me"

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