" sorry for the mess, my brother is going through some stuff."He walks in, scanning the room.
" no worries, I have brothers who are the same."
I smile and go to my cabinet. Opening it, I spot my weed and I giggle to myself.
" we about to get stoned Morgan."
He looks at me nervously as I start rolling.
" I use this as a coping skill, to you know.. help me with all the stuff I've been through. I remember when I first smoked., I was about 15 and let me tell you, I was tripping over the weirdest shit."
Lighting the blunt, Morgan studies me once again and I quickly pass it to him. " smoke it like a cigarette."
He nods and inhaled deeply. Not long after, he coughs and his face turned red making me laugh.
" wow, I feel weird, is that normal?"
He says passing me the blunt.
" your gonna feel more weird in a little bit."
I inhale deeply and blow out the smoke, calming my nerves. It's been a crazy night and if I didn't meet Morgan, I would of done something very stupid.
We both finished the blunt, and I was completely calm and very drunk as well. Morgan was having a great time talking to me. Ever since he got high with me, he's been talking more about himself and I loved it. I don't see us ever being in a relationship but I do see us being friends.
" your my new smoke buddy." I say
Morgan faces me, eyes low and said
" that would be very nice.
I took this opportunity to look at Morgan and I could tell he was starting to relax from the weed. I never had a smoking buddy cause everyone said I smoked to much and they couldn't keep up with me. They were a bunch of pussy's, that's what they were. Well they still are but I don't talk to them anymore
Taking one last puff, I stand up to get another blunt. My body felt on fire and I loved it.
" we can use some music"
I grab my speaker and play sweater weather by the Neighborhood.
My body swayed to the music and I laughed to myself. This was a good little distraction.
Getting drunk and high with Morgan. Helped with my crazy anxiety and emotions.
Continuing to dance, I roll the second blunt and sing along. " it's too cold for you here.."
Drying the blunt with my lighter, I look up at Morgan. He was just laying there, looking at the ceiling.
" you good dude?"
He faced me as I light the blunt.
" I'm happy"
Hearing that, made me honestly want to cry cause I felt that and he needed someone like me.
And I needed someone like him.
" here."
I blow out the smoke and pass the blunt to him.
" thank you"
I feel his other hand grab my waist and I swallow.
Taking a small hit, he doesn't take his eyes off me.
" um" a giggle escapes me and I grab the blunt.
" don't do that."
I take a big hit and blow it out awkwardly. I was so high that I couldn't erase the smile that was on my face.
" what?" He says
" I'm high, that's what."
Another giggle escapes me and i play another song on the speaker.
" this songs dope!"
Blunt in mouth, I sway my hips to the music.
" you to fine to be laying in bed alone.."
I pass the blunt and see that Morgan's head was now nodding to the beat.
" hurry the blunts almost out." I giggle.
Morgan stands up and grabs the blunt just to set it down on the ash stray.
I got quiet and I knew what I had to say or I would of been fucked over like the rest.
" I really hope your not one of those cute guys who doesn't like me cause I smoke a lot. "
I say, hands on my hips as I stare up at him.
The song finally ended and I was starting to feel really uncomfortable with him watching me.
I see his head lean in and I knew exactly what was going to happen.
Stoned Sex...
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i'm Psycho on the Low-low
Mystery / Thriller"When i'm fucked up, that's the real me"