ROC

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Brooklyn POV

I sat on the hospital bed waiting for my parents to come and fetch me. I had a broken wrist with a few scratches on my face.

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Flashback

After my mom found the blunts, she took them and told me to stay in my room.

I was obviously not gonna do that since she took away my blunts.

Darrell gave me those and he told me that they are great stress relievers. He said I should smoke a blunt whenever I get tense or stressed. I've never smoked weed but I was willing to give it a try.

I texted Darrell and told him about my predicament. He texted me back and said he was waiting for me outside our gate.

Without hesitation I opened my widow and climbed down. I carefully went pass the guard and jumped over the wall.

"Hey queen," he said as he leaned against his car while smiling. He opened the door for me and I got inside.

He got inside and he lighted a blunt. He finished smoking it and he had another one.

"Can I try?" I said and he gave it to me. I huffed for the first time but I started coughing.

"Don't worry. You'll get the hang of it," he said as he chuckled. "Do it like this," he said taking another blunt then lighting it up.