"we been together on two different coasts and i don't even know your name yet."
"fez. fezco."
"mika. mikaela."
from the skyscrapers in atlanta to the white picke...
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mikaela smalls
if i thought shit was moving in slow motion before, i had no idea. it was like mouse's voice was deeper than i remember as he spoke. "it hits quick. you want a couple patches girl?" i wasn't sure who he was talking too and honestly it was like i momentarily forgot how to talk. rue said something for the first time in a while.
"okay," he reached over me to touch rue somehow, my eyes were stuck toward the patterns on the ceiling so i wasn't sure exactly what he was doing. "it's gonna cost you 300 dollars." he laughed, and so did someone else in the room. "i only have 2 dollars," rue said so quietly i could barely hear her.
"i said 300," mouse was loud, his voice so deep it made me slightly jump.
"where are my pants? i'll just give... i'll just give it back?" rue moved her hands around her legs, looking for her pants. "i got a strict no-return policy," making me suck my teeth, still not being able to speak. which was probably for the best.
"i'll pay for it man. come on mouse."
"i thought you was too good for fentanyl. which is it? everybody changing they mother fucking minds on me huh?" he felt the hand on my thigh squeeze me tight again. "if she can't find a way to pay me, her and her lil friend gonna have to find another way to pay me." his voice sent chills down my spine, making me sloppily swat his hand away, not having enough strength to actually succeed.
"nah man, just let me pay for it. i got it right here."
"dang, big brother must love yall," he rubbed my thigh higher, closer to my pussy. "it's gonna cost 600 now man. fuck nigga fees and shit,"
"it's like that man?"
"yeah. straight the fuck up. get that shit. always a pleasure with you fezzy boy." i felt the hand go away from my leg, and the weight to my right was no longer there.
for a minute i didn't hear anything but rustling and then a door slam. "ash! go flush that shit, and grab the narcan... just in case."
i felt weight to my right again, fez pulling my head into his lap as i weakly pulled my legs to sprawl over rues thighs. "baby..." i sighed out. "i'm so happy."
"i know mik. i know." i felt his hands run through my hair lightly. it made the hair on the back of my neck stand up, goosebumps running down my arms.
"yo what's up it's fez," he spoke again after i heard the dialing of a phone. "yeah i know she's here... look... i need some help with rue. yeah..." he paused for a minute, but i couldn't hear anything on the other line. i wonder who he was calling. "ASAP."
--some time later.
when i woke up i was in fezco's room, but he wasn't with me. it was dark outside, which made me think that it had only been a few hours since it was dark before mouse came earlier.
