-Saturday, January 12th, 2019
🤰🏽 7 Weeks
RAQUEL POV
There was a video going around of Ethan, sitting on a, what seemed to be, torn up couch, with 8 or 9 bottles of alcohol surrounding him, along with different types of foreign drugs. It deadass looked like he was in a fucking crack house. It made Dakota SICK.
After refreshing the comments repeatedly, she said that people were commenting addresses.
Obviously, we all decided to go and see what was at this place.
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DAKOTA POV
Dezmond stopped the car and we all hopped out and approached this ghetto ass house.
There was loud ass music emitting from the house. If it was any louder the house would probably collapse.
Deadass.
We knocked a couple times and the music was instantly cut off. All sound coming from the house was now silenced. I looked back at Dezmond and Raquel, who were holding hands.
"Stop that shit!" I whispered-yelled, before knocking again.
There were locks shuffling around and then the door flung open and my mouth instantly flew open.
There stood a half-dressed female. Her hair was fucked up, and her body looked like it was layered in dirt and lotion. Her shorts were torn, threads hanging, and her lips were horribly chapped.
I could tell she was on drugs.
Bad.
She pried her chapped lips open and spoke with a creaky, high pitched voice.
"May I help you?"Her breath reeked of alcohol and it made me gag.
Dezmond stepped in front of me and grabbed her hand swiftly. He put on a lightskin charmer face and proceeded to charm.
"You're beautiful as fuck, ma. You would looked better inside this house, on my lap though."
She blushed and opened the door, letting us in.
At first glance, I saw Ethan, laid out on the couch, with now way more bottles than before.
There were lines of powder on the table, along with Xans and plenty other drugs.
"HOLY SHIT!" I ran over to him and grabbed him, he had a pulse but it seemed to be slowly fading.
"PLEASE HELP DEZ!"
He ran over and picked up Ethan, and dragged him to the car.
We all ran to the car and jumped in.
"GO TO THE FUCKING HOSPITAL! AS FAST AS YOU FUCKING CAN!"
I felt his pulse slipping, and his eyes fluttered a bit before they opened.
