Chapter 2

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"Ya know what Jericho, I really couldn't care less."

Mikey says pulling the weed from out of his pocket.

"Roll up or roll out". Mikey smirks. Jericho leaves with disgust on his face.

"Babeeeeeee" Mikey says putting his arms around your waist. He brings his face close to yours, noses touching, and then a quick peck on the lips.

"You ready?" He mummers still looking into your eyes.

"Yeah. Of course." You breath.

The flame from the lighter appears and you didn't know if that's why you were already sweaty or if you were nervous. You go first this time, inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale. You're in a different galaxy, and then pass it to Mikey. And then, Mikey stands up.

He slaps a glass vase off your counter. You couldn't really comprehend what was happening, your brain and mind were in a haze. The whole world seemed foggy to you.

"Mikey stop." You say. He takes one hand to grab your chin.

"Don't tell me what the fuck to do, are we clear?"

He drops you on the couch and leaves, leaving you to try to comprehend what just happened. Your phone rings and the caller ID says "Jason".

"Jason? Now is not the time." You say.

"I'm coming over. I need to get Mikey."

"But Jay he-"

"Leave the door open." And you hear the dial when someone hangs up the phone. You look at all the glass pieces on the floor but you still didn't really understand what just happened but you were a little more cleared up. Jason jogged inside and looked around.

"Jericho get your ass in here" he says loudly.

Jericho comes down stairs.

"We have to look for him."

"Naaaaaah you're funny if you think I'm looking for him."

"Let's go."

"Make me."

"Don't you care that you're almost brother is in the middle of Jersey with a fucked up mind?"

"He has a fucked up mind naturally, it's no difference."

I kind of faded out, but the next thing I knew, there was cuts & bruises and some blood all over Jericho's back and he was sitting on the floor. I ended up on the stairs. I look up and see jason pacing around and then sits.

"What the fuck did I do.." And he leans back in his chair. And then everything hits me.

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