Double Trouble

A Little Dealing Never Hurt Anyone

"So, is good girl going to go tell on me?" Damien smirked turning into the true devil that he was. Everyone knows that in this world, the police are only called if they can put someone you hate, away for good. My future for dear Damien never included an orange jumpsuit.  

"You do know who my bestfriend is, right?" I raised my eyebrow mocking the naive man. Damien looked at me confused... with good reason. I crossed my arms over my chest and gave him a lopsided grin. "I happen to be newly close with the world's biggest wild child, aside from Chuck. The small drug dealing business you've got going on to bug daddy hardly phases me."

Damien faked hurt. He put his hand to his heart and gasped, "Small? I'm one of the biggest international drug dealers right now. You have really underestimated me my dear Jenny. Some pills and coke hardly captures my real potential." I blushed when my name rolled off of his foreign tongue. 

"Things were getting a little dull around here," I said rather blase. A grin appeared on his face which only meant he liked my answer. The uncharted waters I was swimming in only made me more intrigued for what was to come.  

"Tell you what, why don't you come with me. I have one more delivery for tonight and then I will take you home. You think you can handle that?" I bit my lip, thinking it over. The only two people who have ever dabbled in the criminal world of drugs were Serena and Chuck. Nate smoked pot but that's hardly incriminating. I was entering a world that no one would have ever expected of me. I was becoming something so much bigger than the Upper East side and it was thrilling. 

I nodded my head rapidly and stood up to take his side. We left the place like two people on a mission and made our way to the next deal. The cold air was getting to me, so Damien wrapped an arm over me. I snuggled into his body, getting a whiff of his strong scent. He smelt like a cologne that could have only been purchased exclusively from the designer themselves. 

The walk wasn't far. We entered a nightclub and Damien grabbed us a table right in the center. Within minutes another man sat next to us. Just like the last one, he had a sharp suit and business look about him. I introduced myself and Damien fished around in his pocket.I had to look around and think of something else to focus on so that I didn't look suspicious. He took out the baggie and stealthily hid them under the table. He made believe he was touching my thigh, but he was really handing me the drugs. I took them and the buyer did the same as Damien only with money. I exchanged the drugs and money with the two men. I never felt as much rush in my life as I did when drugs and money were both in my hands at once. It was invigorating to say the least. 

Damien leaned over the table and whispered in my ear. "Congrats Jenny, you just did your first drug deal." He pressed his hand to my thigh again and I shivered. His touch on me, made me go crazy. I looked down and saw money. My eyes met Damien and he saw the confuision in them. "You don't think I'm not going to pay you? Stick around with me Jenny and you will have more money than you'll know what to do with." 

I shoved the money in my pocket and accepted the fact that my life would change drastically if Damien was in it. "Here, why don't you try some of the product?" Damien pressed a pill into my hand. I wasn't particular too keen on becoming the addict. I merely wanted to make money off of one's addictions. With the pill my palm as heavy as a lead ball, I didn't know what the right decision was at the moment. I did know that Damien wouldn't waste his time on some girl who wasn't willing to party with him. Before I could even get it down my throat, however, someone was already ripping it out of my grasp.

Taylor had furious eyes like she was ready to attack. Chuck was also there, curiously. Why are they together? "Come on Jenny, let's go," ordered Taylor. I've never seen her so hostile. She stood before us like a protective lioness, ready to pounce.