Living Free ✔

Fourteen.

Willow

Sitting up in the bed I bent down grabbing my underwear and pants pulling them up.

Damien stood at the end of the bed pulling his pants past him ankle.

" Here you go." He said bending down and throwing two bags at me.

I scoffed pulling my tank top over my head.

" You could wait until I'm dressed ya know. You make it seem like I'm some sort of sex worker." I said turning towards him.

He chuckled walking over to me.

" You? Never." He said sarcastically.

I rolled my eyes.

" Damien I'm serious. I'm a lot of things but I'm not a sex worker. So this." I said pointing between the both of us.

" Needs to stop."

" Will stop worrying. No ones going to think your a sex worker. I don't always give you drugs when we have sex. Only sometimes I do that. And I do that because your my favorite client." He said looking down at me.

" Okay?"

I sighed. " Fine."

" Good now take these." He said reaching behind me and setting the two bags in my lap.

One bag was filled with a white powdery substance, while the other was filled with the magical green.

I grabbed the shopping bag I was using to hide them placing them in there.

" This is a lot. I know I like my drugs, but this."

He nodded crossing his arms.

" It is, but I won't be back out here for another month and I don't trust the dealers around here one bit. Especially with you."

" I'm not 5. I can handle my own business."

" I know that. Your more mature than I was at 17. But I'm just saying I know the drug business a little better than you do. And the dealers out here like to lace their shit."

I stood up sliding my shoes on.

" Thanks." I smiled at him.

He pulled me into an embrace kissing the top of my head.

" Please stay safe Will."

I pulled away walking towards the door.

" I can't promise anything." I smirked walking out and slamming the door behind me.

Walking to the elevator I stepped in wrapping the shopping bag around the cargo inside and placing it inside my jacket as I zipped it up.

Riding the elevator down to the first floor I walked straight out the revolving doors of the hotel and to the bus stop.

Sitting down on the bench I pulled my dap pen out of my bra taking huge hits, holding the smoke in every time.

Finally the bus pulled up and the stop.

I got behind the rest of the people as we all fought to pile on.

Once I was on bus, I walked all the way to the back sitting in a seat away from everybody.

Leaning my head against the back of the seat I closed my eyes.