What's Right For Me? (Issa&Jacquees Dramatic Love Story)

Here Goes Nothing

I had Jamion on my mind. But I was going on my vacation, by myself. Maybe I should stop by before I leave.

I got some more stuff from the house, and put it in the car.

On my way to Mcdonalds.

I was eating a McFlurry, when I saw a shadow infront of me.

Jamion. I looked up into his beautiful blue eyes, as he smiled at me.

"Hey, mind some company?"

"I sure dont." I smiled. He sat down.

"I know you came to see me, so whats up?"

"When's your week off?"

"Oh," He said suprised."Starts tomorrow. What happened?"

I took another slurp. "I was wondering if you wanted to come with me on my vacation."

"Whereto?"

"I haven't actually figured that out." We both laughed.

"Aye, I gotta get back to work. Call me when you got your mind set on it." He handed me a peice of paper with his number on it.

"Bye Jamion."

He opened his arms, and I gave into it.

"Bye Dylan."

What a good afternoon.

Heres what I was thinking while in the car. Should I really? Should I really call Jace? I've always told myself I would never do drugs. I dont need any type of medicaton to help me. Im not crazy. Or am I?

Jace was a guy I knew who sold drugs. Most of the people I knew worked for him. I would never.

I knocked on his door.

"Dylan? Woa. I'd never thought I'd see you again."

"Well, i dont know how to say this, but, I want some of what you got."

"This dick or you want some weed?"

"-_-"

"My bad. Come on in." He moved out the way, and I walked in.

"So Dylan, which kind you want?" He lead me to a shelf full of weed.

"kush." I pointed to the one labeled k.

"ohhh you ain't ready for that."

Fuck off.

"Just give it to me." I snapped.

"Alright." He took it off the shelf and handed me the blunt.

"How much you want?"

" You ain't gotta gimme nun."

"OK for now. I know you gone want something later."

"Nahh."

"Mm."

"Well, im leaving." I said making my way to the door.

"Welcome." He followed me.

"Oh, thanks. Bye Jace."

"Bye Dylan."

I left his house and went back to mine.

I entered my house and got comfortable in my bed. examining the blunt; I took two puffs. 

"oh shit." I said to myself.

I really felt like I could fly for once

, since the last time I jumped off my bed.

I took about 3 more puffs, then  about 7 more; then I started feeling crazy.

"I LOVE THIS SHIT!" I yelled.

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Next thing you know I was knocked out.

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