Pull Me Up: A Journey Through Weeds

Chapter 1

Soft lips and soft lips and soft lips upon my spine. This tale I hope takes a turn for the worst. Because the worst is always best in my world. I wish for rain. And hail. I want children to go missing and for lovers to be separated. I hate happy endings and I want my room to always be black and cold, adorned with cobwebs of course. Simply that is the best way. And that is why, I have Jin Overdose in my bed, under my covers, in the heat of the Georgia dawn. 

What makes you feel this way?

You know when you play a video game, say a story-based one like Life is Strange or Detroit: Become Human? You must make choices throughout the game. Your actions dictate the course of the game-play and the fate of the characters. Of course, it is impossible to get all outcomes in one play-through. You have to play over and over and over again to get all the different endings. I guess you could say, I am aiming for all the bad endings. Why?

Idk man. I have no inclination to pull myself up.

Jin Overdose, a man of many underground trades, works his experienced magic on me and I feel the rush. An icy lava pumping through my veins and goosebumps and another orgasm accompanied by a forceful pain radiating from my genitals. Indeed, bad endings are my gasoline.  

"How much, Poate?" Jin breathed a cinnamon-y breath on my neck. 

"Free." I said. "Life has been slow."

"Suit yourself. You just missed out on a stack of Benny' s being added to your wallet."

"You got the chiquita banana I asked for?" I scratched my leg.

"Yes, baby it's in the car."

"Let's gas up." I sat up and headed for the bathroom. Overdose jumped up like I had a leash in my hand. While he dressed and went out to the car, I grabbed a scrunchie and wrapped my braids in a nice neat bun. After peeing, I loaded my pink ruger and slipped on some sweats. I know, I know. A pink handgun? It's so corny but it was a gift from my good sis. How could I refuse it? 

I slid the ruger in my pocket and sat on the bed. Once Jin left, I knew it was time to bounce as well. I could hear a couple guys hanging around outside, laughing and carrying on. Probably waiting for Jin to leave. Don't wanna get a man with many friends involved. Jin came back in and handed me my goods. Luckily he already rolled one so we could just puff and go. 

"Poate, I don't really ask people this kinda shit but why do you live the way you do?" Jin puffed. "You could have so much more. Live vanilla and find love'n shit."

"I like chocolate ice cream." I sipped the flavorful bud from in between his fingers. "With nuts, sprinkles, and fudge on top."

"Understandable." He chuckled, flashing some great teeth. "Hey, you want me to take care of those guys outside?"

"Nah, I'm good. You'll probably get some innocent niggas killed or some shit."

He stuck out his lips and pouted. It was cute as hell.

As soon as we finished the bud off, I stood up and gathered my stuff, shoving the plastic baggie delivery in my lunchbox. Jin ran his hands over my body one last time and kissed me goodbye. I slinked out through the bathroom window and hopped the fence. I heard gunshots and a couple screams in front of the motel. 

"God damn it!" I cursed. I guess the booty was too good for Overdose to actually listen to me.

End of Chapter 1

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