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As the cigarette hung from his mouth, he sat deeply in thought. He knew no one, he skipped town a while back for new scenery. He got tired or running from hustlers who he owed money to for the stuff that almost put him in the ground six feet under. This thing so powerful it tore his mind apart.

This powerful thing only needed one partner to get him to that wonderful place, the place where unicorns and rainbows actually exist, where there are no greedy people or bullshit, this partner was a long thin needle.

On the other hand his friend wasn't doing too well either, he loved Larry with all his heart, he wanted to take Larry away from his troubles, he wanted Larry  to take his away... and maybe a few other things...

From the dark twisted hair to the brown eyes, to the fragrance  he sometimes wore, to the Carmel skin, his thin frame, his fancy clothes and most of all his voice......  His voice alone could make Laurent fall to his knees and beg for mercy.

Larry was sweet and charming but if you happen to fall into the labyrinth of his bad side, you might not find a way out. I'd steer clear of this side. His eyes will fill with rage and fire, his mouth twists up into a scowl his face red with rage and his brain has flipped off his mercy switch.

Laurent downed his last drink and stood up. Well more like trying to. He looked over at Larry who was flirting with some mismatched color haired chick with too much makeup big boobs and her other assets on display.

He scowled at them as he tried to walk. "yea flirt with her, she'll never run you for your money" he rolled his eyes at the thoughts he was thankful only he could hear.

Why did it hurt so much? He loved Larry more than anything and it tore him to shreds to even think of Larry with someone else.

He stumbled into the restroom automatically knowing Larry was there. Larry didn't clean up his lines. Everyone knew cocaine was his best friend at the time. A drug so powerful he'd kill anyone to get it........ Even Laurent.

Laurent shook his head and splashed water onto his face, his cherry flavored lip balm with a coat of lip gloss over it smeared a little. He took a deep breath inhaling through his nose and out his mouth. Laurent shook his whole body to loosen up then left. His eyes were bloodshot from all the crying he's done and he can't think straight.

His vision was somewhat clouded and stomach felt like it couldn't hold the liquor much longer. He groaned and hesitantly walked past Larry and the woman he'd most likely be taking home tonight . He felt those eyes.... Those hard cold but beautiful brown eyes burning holes into him as he walked past.

He heard a silent but loud "excuse me" and the sound of a chair being pushed in. He picked up speed trying to get out of there before Larry caught up which was easy due to his long legs and big steps.

Fear struck Laurent but he didn't know why. It was something about the way Larry  watched him.... He watched him as if Laurent were his prey and he was hungry. That piercing feeling was still present as he zigzagged through the crowd with Larry on his heels.

He walked faster every now and then whispering a low "sorry" or "excuse me" his brain flashing danger as he could've sworn he heard Larry growl. He finally made it outside and dashed down the street.

He ran as fast as he could, he ran until his legs gave out. He ducked behind a wall as he tried to calm his breathing. He looked all around and never saw Larry, he sighed in relief as he stepped out into the open.

He turned to walk down the block as he bumped into someone. "I'm sorry" he said not knowing who the stranger was at first. He slowly looked up and saw Larry standing there, looking more angry than anyone has seen.

Laurent gulped and started to back away. Every step he took backwards Larry moved forward, not saying a word, his expression hard and cold.

Laurent struggled to speak but released the words anyway. "Larry I'm sorry!!" he didn't know what he had done but he'd make sure he never repeated that action.

Laurent let out a squeal as Larry grabbed him by his shirt and slammed him against the brick wall behind them. Pain shot through Laurent's body but he wouldn't dare make a sound too frightened of the outcome it'd make. Larry leaned down close to Laurent's ear and whispered four bone chilling words........

"I fucking own you "

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