FunIsuue

“Aw, wow. This is nice, thanks.”
“You’re welcome.” He replied rubbing hands through
my hair.
Noah began telling me how beautiful he thought I
was and how I should take my modeling and design
career more serious. For the first time ever in a long
time, I opened up to someone and told them about
my dreams, my fears, my past and my future. But
as soon as i opened up, I quickly regretted doing so.
Noah told me what everyone else wanted to tell me
but was just to afraid. He told me I was addicted to
drugs and that I needed help but also that he saw so
much potential in me and my future. He told me that
because I was in search of fun and he always worried
about me getting into to much fun. I began to laugh
in his face. Who the fuck did he think he was, more
importantly who the fuck did he think I was?
I looked at him and changed my laugh to a frown
and told him to pull over really quickly because I felt
uneasy. As soon as he did so, I jumped out the car and
took off running. As I was running I began laughing
and not long after, crying. When I finally got out of
a daze, I realized I didn't know where the hell I was.
I was walking in the middle of no where, high as hell
and very confused. I didn't have anywhere to go, I
didn't have anything else to do, I literally had no one
to call; it was time to find some fun.
I saw a corner store and so I walked up to it. There I came
across two guys. I smiled at them as I walked in the store.
I went in and grabbed a water, some candy and a bag of
chips I’m sure I wasn't going to eat. I also got a pack of
cigarettes for what I was expecting to be a long journey.
I paid for my items and walked out. The older looking
guy said to me “You looking for some ye’?!”
“I mean… I have zero cash, but I have a shit load of
weed and I’m looking to have fun soooo…”
The two boys looked at one another. “Show us the
loud,” the younger looking one said.
I opened my backpack and showed them the smoke.
“Want to come with us,” both of the boys said.
“Yeah, I guess so,” I told them.
We got in to this car and they handed me a pack of
cigars to roll the blunts, I did so.
“I’m Nola..” I said breaking the ice and lighting up
my Newport.
“I’m Darryl and this is Derrick, we're brothers.”
“Nice to meet you both!” I said to them from the back.
“Hey so if you fuck with ye’ that mean you fuck
with the H?”
“The H? Like Heroin… uhm I was about to try it, but I
got afraid as hell, i’m scared of needles.”
“What about tonight? What if after you do a few
bumps and then let me shoot it in one of your ass
cheeks or something?”
I immediately laughed, out loud. “No way.. not my
ass. But because i’m feeling pretty bummed i’ll try it
out.” I said looking out the window thinking about
how high I would be on such a drug. I had heard
many wicked stories about folks getting hooked on