Love & Hate

Rey

Authors Note- All of Rey's parts are much better if you read her parts in your head with a Brittish accent.

I didn't want to be here. I really only went to college for better access to customers. See, I'm a drug dealer. My parents left me alone in Jackoo, New York when I was very little. A drug lord took me in because I looked innocent enough that no one would suspect me. It was a pretty good deal. I got to keep half of what I made, and I got free room and food. 

Once I would have graduated from high school,  Ace (The guy who took me in) said that I could make all sorts of money at a college. He said that he would send me refills every month. And, if I did this, I would only have to send him a fourth of what I made. I took the job. I didn't have any other choice.

I walked into my dorm. There was a pale guy with black hair sitting there. I put my helmet from my parents on a shelf. I sat on my bed and said "Hello. I'm Rey." I put my hand out for him to shake. He hesitated, but took it and shook firmly.  "Hey, I'm Ben," He said, "But everyone calls me Kylo." There was some awkward silence. Then I spoke up. "If you don't mind, I'm gonna unpack now." I grabbed a pile of clothes from my backpack and shoved them in a drawer. Then, I dumped the machine parts at the bottom of the bag onto my desk. Kylo pulled out his phone. God, I felt like I was being judged. I put my pile of engineering books on the desk. I chose engineering because I decided that if I was going somewhere that I didn't want to be, I may as well enjoy my classes. 

I sat at my desk and started messing with my machine parts. I've always had mechanics as a side hobby. It's always been comforting. I didn't look up at Kylo, but I said: "So, what kind of stuff are you into?" "Not talking to people," He said. I pulled out my phone and checked the address for my first delivery. "Okay. I'm going to meet up with someone." I said. He said, "Okay, whatever."  I walked out.

I was going to a dorm room. It was in a different hall than mine, so it took me about 20 minutes to walk there. I knocked on the door. There was loud music. When a boy my age opened the door, I could see that a party was going on. The boy took the bag and gave me my cash. I started to walk away, but then he was like "Hey! Why don't you come join the party?" I didn't really want to, but I wasn't going to insult a customer. "Okay!" I said, trying to sound excited. Upon walking in, I was handed a red solo cup. I took a sip. It was beer, I think. I try not to drink when I don't have to. Someone handed me a cigarette. I just stuck it in my pocket. I sat on a couch. A clearly drunk guy sat on the couch next to me. He said "Hey baby. Do you have a boyfriend?" "Um... No." I said. "Well, now you do!" He said. He was slurring his words. I said, "Um, actually, I'm not looking for a guy right now." He laughed. "Of course you're not looking for a guy. You have a boyfriend now!" I was getting annoyed now. "Okay, do I need to spell it out for you? I'm. Not. Interested." I stood up to walk out. But the guy shoved me back on to the couch. "Did I ask you? You're my girlfriend." I stood up again. He punched me in the face. I said "Goodbye, sir," and ran out.

I ran all the way back to my dorm. I know this sounds crazy, but it wasn't a bad night. Deliveries go bad about half the time. All in all, this wasn't that bad. I have lots of experience with drunks. This was pretty tame. Plus, I got 200 dollars for the drugs. That means that I earned 150 dollars. But, I was kinda thinking that college would be different. So, while I was laying in bed, I cried. Thankfully, I think Kylo was asleep.