Dylan's P.O.V
I walked up to the store and opened the door. I went to the back and got a few snacks before walking to the cash register and paying.
"He ready?" I asked the cashier.
"He's upstairs waiting for you."
I took the snacks and walked upstairs. I turned the corner and I was faced with the smell of weed.
I sat down in front of him. His face stoic.
"I need a fix man." I rubbed my hands together.
"You got the money?" Drake asked.
"You know I always pay you."
He took the joint out of his mouth and placed it inbetween his hands.
"Last time you tried to pay me you got arrested." He laughed.
"Man, I got my mom and pops, you know how they livin."
"Yeah.." He said dreamily.
"Anthony! Get this man something and a little extra, my gift for his troubles."
A man walked over with a large bag of weed and several smaller bags of LSD.
"Go head and smoke that man."
I popped the LSD into my mouth and let it do it's work. Within minutes I felt the high.
"You like that man? That's special."
"Yeah." Was all I said before I passed out.
I woke up in shock. My head was on fire and I couldn't feel my body for a few minutes. It was dark and everyone else was out too. My phone rang and I answered it quickly.
"Hello?"
"Dylan?" Came the answer. Oh no. Megan.
"Hey...hey wassup?"
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, i'm fine. "
"I wanted to take you up for your coffee offer. Tomorrow?"
"I'm busy.....Thursday."
"I have a date with Steven."
"Steven?"
"It's hard to explain, just know i'm not going to enjoy it."
"Well..I have to talk to you later. Bye." I hung up before she could talk anymore. I didn't want to seem like a jerk, but I couldn't think of anything else to do.
I rolled the weed and took a few puffs.
