I feel pretty good! When I’m bored I get that aching feeling. Like fuck, it’s just me and my heartbeat… it just sucks. Dad’s pissed at me, I haven’t talked to him in two days. Mom and I think he’s kind of fucked up cause he doesn’t talk to the family. My dad let me borrow the car and gave me money to put gas in it. I went to the gym, got a protein shake, and when I came home there wasn’t that much gas in the tank so I took a while, and he got pissed. I guess I did do some shady shit, but whatever…
On my way to the gym Kevin calls me and told me he needed 50 Roxys, I met up with him and he gave me $450 in cash. I counted it out and went to go meet up BraceFace, one of my connects. We call him BraceFace because he’s a grown ass man with braces, probably like 28 years old, he’s a nice kid. He dates some fat girl, she must be rich or something. Every time we meet up with him she’s always in the passenger seat, me and Kevin are always making fun of her “wow, that bitch gets fatter and fatter every time, how does he fuck her, I bet when they get pulled over he tells her to hide the pills in one of her chins… here bitch hold this”
I pull up in my dad’s Mercedes, BraceFace is in his Subaru WRX, it’s not the STI though, which makes it kinda lame but, but idk I guess it’s cool. His girlfriend is in the passenger seat. I told him they’re not for me and that I just got out of detox and staying clean, he looks at me in disbelief and asked if I wanted to pay him to get my shit back, I told him I’d pay him back soon. He fronted me a couple pills in exchange for a watch my mom got me for Christmas and this Bose stereo system I took from my dad’s office that he never noticed.
I gave BraceFace the money and he gave me a blue pill bottle with his name scratched out and fifty pills inside. I told BraceFace I’ll give his number to Kevin and that he can just deal straight through him for now on. When I gave the pills to Kevin he tried to break me off with some, saying I should celebrate now that I’m out, he said “nigga I GOT you!”, I laughed “oh now you got me? All those times I was dope sick you didn’t get me, haha, I can’t man, I gotta go.” I’m happy cause I had $450 worth of pills in my hands and didn’t even want to touch them, but my dad is mad cause the car barely had any gas in it. He kept saying I took too long and that he needs to know where I’m going at all time, I swear I drove 5 minutes outa the way, I guess if he really knew what I did he would really fucking flip.
At least I’m still clean, that’s all that counts right?