"Jehari, you should do a line."
I turned to one of my classmates by the name of Toni as I tied my slipper.
"What line?"
"This coke girl. It'll ease your mind."
I thought about it for awhile before getting up and walking over to her. My mama died six weeks ago and Romeo started training four weeks ago. Now I'm in England studying abroad.
"You think so?"
She nodded and handed me a rolled up hundred dollar bill. I leaned forward and sniffed up the drug before taking a shot of Patron to the head.
"There you go girl!"
I wiped my nose and made my way out of the door. I felt calm and relaxed.
With each turn, I felt as if I was floating on a cloud.
After class, I approached Toni.
"Just the person I wanted to see. You wanna go out tonight?"
I nodded and we walked back to our living quarters. I showered and got dressed in a tight mini dress a stilettos.
We ended up at a club called Bloodhound and in the back doing lines.
A tall guy with pretty eyes asked for a dance and I gave it to him.
I saw my phone ringing with Romeo's picture but I ignored it. I'm having fun and no one was going to ruin it.
"You wanna come to my place?" The guy asked.
"Sure."
And that's what I did.
--------------------------------------Romeo
I hung up and sent Jehari another text message. She's been ignoring me all day and I'm worried.
I continued to call her, but got no answer.
What is going on?
------------------------------------Jehari
3 months later
I woke up and left a man's house. I felt guilty but I wanted the drug more. As soon as I got to my room, Toni passed the drug to me.
I sniffed it up and then took a shower. As I showered, I cried.
What is happening to me? Who am I?
Today, I went home and I was ready to go. I dressed in something comfortable and packed my things.
"You got some more Toni?"
She nodded and I sniffed up two more lines.
This isn't you Jehari.
I stopped at the sound of my mama's voice, then I shook it off. I grabbed my bags and got in an awaiting taxi.
Time to go home.
Blah. As you can see, she is slowly losing her rabbit ass mind. Might update again. Vote and shit.
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Pretty Is
Ficção Geral"Pretty is what pretty does, you'll always be pretty because you're still filled with love." •Lyfe Jennings