The Fun Issue (v.11)

that shit the first time they did it, but I was
stronger than the average person when it
came to drugs so I didn't care.
I rode around with them while they made
drops and checked out hot spots around the
city. During the ride they gave me two Xanax,
I hit a few bumps, drunk some lean and on
top of smoked three blunts. The brothers and
I pulled up to some apartments located in the
downtown New Orleans area, which was not
quite the Quarters by Angie but close enough
for me to walk encase some shit I couldn't
handle went down. When we made it there I
was very very high and still don’t t know how I
made it. I got out the car, or at-least tried with
the help of one of the brothers.
While walking to the apartments one of the
brother said we were going to a party. Someone
opened the door and laid straight on the
sofa, I thought I was going blind. I was starring
into space for what felt like an hour before
Derrick slapped my arm and said “Wassup
girl? You bout it or what?!” I shrugged my
shoulders in a up and down motion which I
guess at that time meant I didn't care.
Soon after, they wrapped something around
my arm and then I felt a quick pinch. All I saw
was black. Before blacking out I heard one of
the brother say “Just take the bitch bag! Not
the weed the whole damn bag!!”
“Ok, but bruh chill on the drugs before she
OD,” the other said.
“Man, fuck this bitch. She said she likes to
have fun so here it is.”
Once he stopped pumping my body with
drugs, they both picked me up, carried me to
their car and dropped me off at the city park.
By then I was out cold and unconscious from
the drugs, they both thought I was dead. Because
they didn't know me they assumed I
was nothing or a nobody; just another fun
girl with no family or anyone to care for me
in the world.
The next morning I woke up in the hospital
with my Mom, Angie and Noah in the room all
the standing around me. I looked at my mom
and smiled. Soon realizing that I was the only
happy one in the room. Everyone's eyes were
red and no one looked as if they've slept.
“Nola, it ends today. The fun stops now.” My
mom said with a single tear rolling down her eye.