Distance {C.G}

Six: Heart Names & Babe

I was walking down the street like I was about a month and a half ago when I first met Carl. Well not first met, but whatever.
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But this time I'm happy. I'm not cowering in self-pity. I'm out of the house more, so is Sarah. It can still get bad at home, but not as much.

I'm friends with Carl and Debbie. We text all the time. Carl got a brace and is walking better, so we can go more places.

I've never had many friends, let alone good friends that I could make in a month.

Carl❤

Hey babe, how u doin

I don't know why there is a heart, because I can't get involved with him like that because that would be bad for him, but he put it there and I didn't want to change it.

Me💜

Babe again? But fine I guess, u?

Carl❤

Better if u were here babe 😏

I smiled, holding my phone, walking down the street, probably looking like a fucking idiot.

Me💜

Ill be over soon needy

I continued walking down. I looked in my pocket to see how much money I had on me. A little over 80. It's left over from a convenient store I stole from.

I should probably start doing that less. Maybe even stop.

Carl❤

Im not needy babe, thats u

But seriously, u comin?

Me💜

Yeah dude I am, dont get your tits in a twist

Debs gonna be there?

I turned on the street and went under the bridge and met Charlie.

"Hey boo, what's happenin'?" He asked, doing this weird handshake thing.

"Nothing, just looking for some grass, wanna hook me up, Char?" I asked. "I have 80," I added.

"For you girl. That will get you four," he smiled, grabbing a bag. He knows my situation. Otherwise, there probably wouldn't be a discount.

"Where's G-Dog lately? Haven't seen him around."

Carl❤

Yeah, but she has to meet some guy or somethin later, so get ur fine ass over here if u want to see her before she leaves or ur stuck with me😏

That must be his favorite emoji.

Me💜

Im running an errand, be there soon tho

"Oh, he's been working. He comes by still. You know your friend, Tiny Tim? He's not the brightest with this kind of stuff, he better learn," he said, as we exchanged the weed and money.

"What?"

"You didn't know? Tiny Tim is dealing for G-Dog."

"Tiny Tim? You mean Carl?" I asked, confused. I didn't know he had the balls.

"Yeah, he's good for getting the rich whites, but he owes us cash because he fucked up, so tell him to get his act together."

"Char, I have to go, but I'll see you sometime, bye bro," I said, pointing at him as I walked away. I look fucking dumb.