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11 |drugs|

"Jason, I'm going home with Gabe." I say to my brother as we step into the parking lot.
"You have to drive me home!" He reminds me.

I forgot Jason doesn't have his real license yet. Quickly pulling out my phone, I text Gabe and tell him I have to drop Jason off before I go to his house.

My jeep needs gas again. They have horrible gas mileage. I pull into a Parker's and put 10 gallons in my tank. Ooh I want a slushie. When I go inside to pay for my gas, I fill up a 32 oz. with cherry slushy and hand over my money.

"Thanks for the ride." Jason smiles as we pull into my driveway. I shove him and say, "get out." He laughs and makes his way inside the house.

When I reach Gabe's house, I turn my car off and toss my keys into my bag and slam my door. He comes to the door and greets me with a kiss before I step inside.

"Who's here?" I ask, noticing the empty house.
"Just me. I'm by myself for a few hours." He smiles.

I take my shoes off by the door and walk into the living room before Gabe stops me and tells me to go to his room. He follows me upstairs but I let him lead the way to his room.

It looks very similar to what I pictured. Dark colors, posters, typical boyish looking room. I sit my bag down and take a seat on the edge of the bed.

Gabe crawls on and tells me to come lay by him. He touches his lips to mine and the battle for dominance starts. His hands get tangled in my hair and mine rest on his jaw.

"Let me do something." He whispers in my ear. He knows I haven't done anything before. I'm scared to do anything sexual. His fingers travel to my button and he unzips my pants.

"Gabe, I'm not ready to have—" I start to sigh.
"We don't have to. Just let me try something. Okay?" He says softly.
I nod slowly and take a deep breath. He pulls my pants down and kisses my kneecap. "I'm gonna start small." He assures me. His hand moves my underwear to the side and he starts to glide his finger up and down the sensitive area.

He puts his body in between my legs and meets my mouth again. He continues to kiss me while his finger goes in. It started slow but gradually got faster. So did my breathing. I lowly moaned against his lips, which seemed to encourage him.

He kept going until I was basically yelling and my body felt weak. I had never experienced anything like that. "Did you like it?" He smiled before kissing me again.

I nodded and pulled my pants back up. He got off the bed and grabbed some kind of tray and box off of his dresser.
"I'm gonna use the restroom."
My feet took me to the bathroom where I looked in the mirror and splashed my face with water.

When I walked back into Gabe's room, I was stopped in my tracks. Gabe had various baggies and items spread out on the bed and he was sniffing some white powder off of the tray.

"What are you doing?" I spoke up. He looked at me and smiled. "Some good stuff, you wanna try it babe?"

"No." He just asked me to do drugs. That's taking it a little too far for me. "Come on, just try it." He said, sniffing more of the powder.

"What is it?" I ask again. "Cocaine."

He looks up at me with red eyes and a lazy smirk. Drugs are something I just don't wanna get involved with. Or get addicted to.

"Do you do more than that?" I asked nervously. I didn't know Gabe did stuff like this. I mean, it was kind of expected because of his personality but, I didn't really think he would do drugs.

"I smoke pot. Cocaine. I've done heroine and Xanax." He says. He looks scary. His eyes are bloodshot and his face is more relaxed.

"It makes me feel good babe." He explains grabbing my hand. "There's other stuff that can still make you feel good."