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Post by Matthew Amsterdam on Sept 9, 2007 20:51:32 GMT -5
Matthew sighed and he lifted his head, now looking at her as she was curled on his lap, and her head on his shoulders. He leaned his head over and rested one side on hers softly. He wrapped his arms back around her. "Well I wish I could do something for you but I can't.. or atleast, I don't think I can." He said. "But I don't hate you, Shasta." He added.
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Post by Zellarinia Blaine on Sept 9, 2007 20:59:25 GMT -5
"I'll try and stay clean for you Matt. I'll try as hard as I can but life is just too much that sometimes it helps you know? But for you, I'll try." She still had her head against his shoulder as she put her arms around him and held him tight as though he would leave her.
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Post by Matthew Amsterdam on Sept 9, 2007 21:04:34 GMT -5
"Well ok. And if life gets too much for you to handle, just come to me. I'll be your anti-drug." He said, nodding. "I'll always be here for you, ok? I'm not ever going to leave you." He reassured her with a nod. He tightened his grip around her just a little bit, to show that he wasn't lying. He lifted his head for a second, and he leaned down and kissed her softly.
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Post by Zellarinia Blaine on Sept 9, 2007 21:11:09 GMT -5
She smiled at his comment and when he kissed her she kissed back, just as softly as he had kiised her. "I promise to try... is trying enough?" Shasta whispered quietly.
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Post by Matthew Amsterdam on Sept 9, 2007 21:15:50 GMT -5
Matthew nodded. "Yes, it is." He whispered back to her, then kissing her softly on the ear. He smiled a little bit, and he layed his chin on her shoulder, sighing with relief.
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Post by Zellarinia Blaine on Sept 9, 2007 21:23:45 GMT -5
1 HOUR LATER
Shasta stood against the wall of the school after it let out. Her pot was lit and resting nicely between her middle finger and forefinger. Taking a drag she felt less stressed and more at peace. After her smoke she had to head to work... but at least the tattoo she had to have finished already was. That way all she had to do was stick it on them and let her partner do his magic. HOpefull she'd be able to get hers done too.... When it was slow she got her tattoos done free of charge since she worked there.
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Post by Matthew Amsterdam on Sept 9, 2007 21:29:13 GMT -5
Matthew was wandering the halls, looking for his girlfriend, Shasta. It had been an hour since the two had last seen each other, and since school was over for the day, he wanted to see if she would like to go and do something. He walked up to someone to ask if they had seen her. They had told him they had seen her go out the front door. Matt thanked the guy, and he headed towards the entrance. Walking out he looked around. Then he turned and walked down one side of the School. And when he turned the next corner, what he saw shocked him to the full extent. "SHASTA! What the hell?"
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Post by Zellarinia Blaine on Sept 9, 2007 21:30:58 GMT -5
She was too, well high, to notice he was there. Putting out the dead joint she leaned more into the wall letting the full effects of her drug to set in. With a slight yawn she tilted her head back and laughed.
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Post by Matthew Amsterdam on Sept 9, 2007 21:33:51 GMT -5
Matthew shook his head. He walked away, back around the corner, then back to his previous spot to see if what he had just witnessed was a figment of his imagination ..... it wasn't. He walked over to Shasta, and he looked at her as she laughed. "Shasta, what the hell?" He repeated, thinking that that was all he could say at the moment.
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Post by Zellarinia Blaine on Sept 10, 2007 7:42:49 GMT -5
"Hi Mattie!" She said with a smile kissing his cheek. "Want one? I have an extra." Shasta patted her pocked as the finished bud lay by her left foot. Her mood was generally a happy one at the moment with help from her high.
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Post by Matthew Amsterdam on Sept 10, 2007 15:09:17 GMT -5
Matthew shook his head. "Hell no I don't want a joint. What's wrong with you? I thought you told me you would try and stay off of it!" He said, apparently angry. He just felt like walking off and kicking a wall, but he didn't. He didn't want to leave Shasta, but he was really disappointed in her.
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Post by Zellarinia Blaine on Sept 10, 2007 18:13:19 GMT -5
She started laughing again, "You are so cute when you're angry. I wish my landlord was as cute when he accus... acuss... blames me for putting Mr. Bubble in the jacuzzi. Now he wants $500 to fix it and wants the money tomorrow but I already owe this and lasts month's rent." Shasta giggled lightly as if the whole thing was a joke.
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Post by Matthew Amsterdam on Sept 10, 2007 18:15:39 GMT -5
Matthew lowered his eyes at her. Watching her laugh. To her, it seemed like a big joke. But of course it would. She WAS high after all. He shook his head.. "Shasta, that's not a good thing! Not being able to pay the rent isn't a good thing. And doing drugs sure as hell isn't the way to solve it!"
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Post by Zellarinia Blaine on Sept 10, 2007 18:40:37 GMT -5
"Oh I have the rent... just not the extra 500. Uncle Rod helps me with rent if I help out his 'business'. Just last month was slow." She said with a smile. Her uncle was a dealer and if she helped with clients she got rent money. Although her job payed most of the rent, the extra helped.
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Post by Matthew Amsterdam on Sept 10, 2007 18:44:20 GMT -5
Matthew tilted his head. "Busines?" He asked. But then it came to him.. He was a drug dealer! Things were just getting worse. He shook his head once again, totally shocked. He backed away a little bit, but he didn't exactly walk away entirely. He wondered how much longer until her high wore off. He hoped it was soon, because THEN he could yell at her for it. Yelling at her now would be a waste of time, as she would probably just laugh at him. He sighed, and leaned against the brick wall, looking down at the ground, he sighed and closed his eyes, wishing that this was all a dream.. but he knew it wasn't.
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