Chapter 2

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(Dally's P.O.V)

I woke up, with Elaine beside me, my arms wrapped around her. The morning sunlight peeked through the curtains, as the rays of light hit every strand of Elaine's beautiful brown hair.

We were both naked, and I smirked to myself wondering if we fucked last night. If we did, I sure as hell don't remember any of it. But then again, now that I think about it; Elaine and I usually always sleep naked. I always had liked that--of course.

Her olive skin looked so smooth, I wanted to touch it and caress her skin so badly. But I withdrew my hand, shaking my head. I couldn't be gentle with Elaine anymore. Because when I do, she always thinks that I'm just apologizing for all the bad shit I've done. Sighing, I got up out of bed, stumbling over my feet in the process.

"Shit," I mumbled to myself, and made my way over to my chest of drawers. I was still a little unstable from last night. The drug I'd taken hadn't worn off quite yet.

I didn't want Elaine to hear me or even know that I was going on a drug run today. She always has hated me doing them since she found out about them. But hell, I couldn't help it. Once you try drugs, it consumes your brain, and you can't stop. It becomes your life and all you want is more drugs.

Being as quiet as I could, I slipped on a pair of pants and the cleanest shirt I could find. But while I was putting on my shirt, I bumped my damn knee on my dresser and fell to the ground.

"Fuck!" I yelled, biting my hand to take away the pain.

I could hear the sheets rustling in the bed. Shit.

As I gradually propped myself back up, I looked over at her, making sure she was still asleep. She was. I studied her face closely, noticing every detail. Man, she was beautiful. I shook my head because I had Dianne. I didn't need Elaine.

Dianne was part of my drug crew. She let me fuck her whenever I wanted to, and she fucked me whenever I needed it. So we made a good couple. Sometimes I wish I would've married Dianne and not Elaine. I felt bad for cheating on Elaine, but hey, I got my dick sucked anytime, anywhere, so it was worth it; to me at least.

"Dallas?" Elaine murmured, half asleep.

I jumped, startled. "Jesus!" Turning back around, I looked at her.

"What are you doing?" she asked me, mumbling.

"Nothing... You know just nothing," I murmured low, while faking a smile.

"God damnit Dallas!" She said, her voice rising. She definitely was awake now. "You're going on a fucking drug run aren't you!?"

Anger rose inside me quickly. I lost it. "You know what Elaine!?" I shouted at her. "As a matter of fact, I am going on a drug run. Got a fucking problem?"

Elaine's face twitched. I could see her eyes getting watery and she started to cry instantly, and I watched as silent tears stream down her face.

"Dallas... What's happened to you?" She said, choking up, looking at me right in the eyes with her auburn ones. "I-I just don't know what to do anymore... You said you would stop."

"Well Elaine, you should know by now that I never say anything true."

I grabbed my bag of pills, and a couple of smokes and walked out the bedroom. Opening the front door, I paused and chuckled, grabbing the doorknob. "I'm a man of lies Elaine," and stepped outside.

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