5. drugs kill but so do feelings

the next day…

my head was feeling better by Wednesday morning. So I eventually rolled outta bed. and started getting ready for school, I grabbed everything I needed and headed down stairs. 

I already was running late, I stared longingly at my breakfast, I looked to my mom, was she doing this to taunt me?? 

The masterpiece, was fluffy pancakes, drizzled with syrup, and had a perfect piece of butter on the pancakes. 

Welp ima have to get to school, it's fine you know what they say, "nothing taste as good as skinny feels" I scoffed. Wrong. Pancakes do. 

As soon as I walked out the door, D pulled up. I hopped in her car greeting her with a smile, Diana pulled out her weed pen, and put it in the middle so we could hit it whenever we wanted and don't have to ask…literally my love language. 

"We should get Starbucks" I said, "oh my god, yes" 

We arrive at starbucks like two giggling rhinoceros, and got in the very long ass line. Ugh. We were going to be so late. 

Oh well, about 10 minutes later we were third in line, and I wanted to thank god. And that's when a guy cut me in line. 

"Hey beautiful" I heard the deep voice say recognizing it instantly, I looked up to his face "get to the back of the line" I harshly said. The people around me started to look, a Deamon arguing with a shadow isnt rare whats rare is, it's the fact I've overstepped my place in society. 

This gang rules the world. 

Not only are they the richest, founding fathers, and mayors, doctors, lawyers, politics. There also mafia men, war criminals, drug lords. The people we have intrusted power with. Are criminals, and everyone knows you call out a criminal and you go missing.

he smirked, he knows everything that replayed in my brain the information I was told from my mother, the fact that my father joined that society. I don't know how he knows what was going on in my head I just know he knows. Fucking shit. I curse in my head, and stare at him head strong "be careful what you speak about, you only know the tip of the iceberg of what I'm capable of" 

"is that a threat" I ask. 

"Yes" 

and then he steps back to let me move in front of him. When a man comes up "I've been waiting too long" he shouts "because of that fucking girl" he charges at me, looking drunk, and dazed. Raising his hand to bitch slap me, oh hell no 

but before I can attack him or something. Dallas steps in front of me. catching his hand before it can make impact with someone, "oh sir, you have earned yourself a red card" 

a red card is something very dangerous, it's when you messed with the demons and anyone is allowed to do anything to you. Suddenly everyone is pulling there phones 

splashing his name and face all over the internet. You're blacklisted everywhere. 

Ping, ping, ping. 

Ding, ding, ding

Fuck, he's dead. No one one can save you from the red card. 

"Order your drink, and then we leave" he whispers towards me, I grab Diana's hand "fuck you, I can't you you just did that who do you think you are?" he goans "don't play game with me, this is out world get used to it" I turn away from him instead, ordering. 

"Can I please have 2Carmel frappes Venti" I say has the crowd has gotten louder and progressively violent. I turn to face them. All wanting a piece of that man, all wanting a piece of us too. "Don't" Diana says, "your mouth will get us in trouble" she finishes, "I can't believe he would do it" I say under my breath 

"he saved you didn't he, be thankful" our her last words before we get our drinks and he rushes us to his car, before the the riot can happen

"You didn't have to red card him you know" I say

"yes I did" he replies

And then pulls out cociane and hands Diana a xan. 

"You wanna do some drugs" 

I smirk already forgetting "always" 

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"Bad girl"