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It hits me!

I sit up and grab the phone, dialing at lighting fast speed.

"Rose its B!"

"Boy do you sound better. Are you fucked up again?" she giggles into the phone.

Ah! Good 'ole, party girl, Rose. If it wasn't for her, I would have lost my mind months ago.

"Nah … ok, well three oxy's, but that's it. Hey, listen. I need this done ASAP sister! Call 'his new flavor of the week' and tell her that I'm moving back to Forks. "

"Are you really?"

"Yes, but we'll talk about that later, listen! Tell 'his new flavor' if the 'weasel' doesn't like it, he knows what to do!" I say.

This outta work like a charm.

He always was a sucker about me leaving Seattle.

We continue to chat for another fee minutes. Rose explains about how she met this hot stud at the club last night and how they got it on - her car, no less. After hearing all the details of this strange man's curved dick, and how it 'just hit that spot', Rose decided to go ahead send my message on its way since I was fading in and out of the conversation.

I hit the little red button to hang up the phone. A sudden euphoria from my oxy's hit me like a lighting storm. Suddenly the room is spinning and the walls crumble to the foundation. My vision slowly fades to black,

I can feel myself collapsing backward as past scenarios replace my vision.

The club music blaring from ten-foot tall speakers, while I dance erotically with Rose in the middle of the floor. Men's eyes fixated on us, as we grind on each other. We drag our hands over one another's body, encouraging a steady rhythm to the music. Between shots of, whatever men were buying for us, we'd sneak away to the 'powder room' and snort lines of cocaine off each other's backs. (Pun intended)

After a while, it all turns to a blur.

Then I'm sitting on the edge of some random hotel bed, pissing myself. Tripping on acid, watching in horror as the devil dances naked on the wall opposite me. Rose is screaming from another room, she's obviously being royally fucked, to death, by the bartender who got us into the VIP section of the club that night.

Grrrrrrr…rawf…Grrrrrrrrrrr…. Rawf ….Rawf

What the fuck is the dog doing in my hallucinations'?

Groggily I turn my head to the right and try to pry my eyes open,

"Damn-it Jake what the hell are you barking at this time."

Headlights are streaming in to the window. Someone is in the driveway. I lean up and trying to heave myself off 'my' bed.

Finally, I manage to get up., I pat Jake on his head, and while stumbling towards the door, giving him the assurance he needs that everything is fine. I peak around the curtain to see who's out there.

I must have been out a while, the sun has gone down and its getting pitch black outside.

Time … need a clock.

Oh right. I threw it at the wall last week.

"SHIT!" I actually voice aloud.

Trailing my hand up the wall to find the switch for the porch light, I flick it on.

POP

Damn light blew, "Fucking luck!"

I swear if it wasn't for my shitty luck, I wouldn't have any luck at all.

As if I'm walking a balance beam drunk as a skunk, I head over to where the recliner is and grab my Ed Hardy hoodie.

Got my arms in … now to master the big hole!

Tadaaaaaaaaaaa!

My head pops out as I hear two loud bangs on the front door.

"I'm coming; don't get your panties in a fuckin' bunch!" I half heartily slur out.

I reach the door, yet again, and twist the dead bolt. Turning the knob, slightly opening the door to see….

It's …!

"Emmett?"

Melissa, this week was long and buys as hell! Thanks so much for working your magic, as always you're da bomb beta! xoxo

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