Wanted

Chapter 2

Nilani~
I put the weed up to my lips feeling it surround my lungs and linger from my mouth. Khloé laughs as she sees me try to make a shape with the smoke that lingers in the air. I smile and lean my head on her shoulder. I was high, no doubt but isn't everyone that's here? I'm not me anymore. No, not at all I'm J-Low. No even better I'm Kim Kardashian! Either way I'm not Nilani. As I put the weed back up to my lips Daniel comes walking in like he owns the place. Then he snatches me up like he owns me. No one owns me, I don't even own me. Daniel presses his nails into my skin. I try to yank away but he keeps his firm grip.

"Nilani, why do I have to always scrape your a** off the d*mn sidewalk?! Stop being a wh*re all of the time and let's go!" Daniel snaps as he shakes me.
"F*ck off Daniel. I'm having..fun." I smile down at Khloé.
"Yeah Dan. Leave her alone. She can do whatever she wants! Its basically a weed hangout. She's smoking weed, hanging out. What's the problem?" Khloé argued.
"Right, okay. Don't call me when you two b*tches can't get yourselves home." With that Daniel pushes me down onto the two cushioned couch Khloé and I were sharing.

I smiled. I smiled because that was all I could do. I smiled because I can control if I smile or not. That's the one thing I can control. I could smile if I wanted. I could frown if I wanted. I chose to smile a fake smile, because I think if I frown anymore..I won't know what the feeling of smiling is anymore..even if it is fake.