"Keep Your Finger off the Switch"
Chapter Seven- Sneaky, Sneaky
"Mr. Levesque," The head cop said, "you're free to go." Jean nodded. Sweat dripped down his head. As the unlocked his cell, he jumped right into my arms. "Thank you, Ally, thank you," He said repeatedly, stroking my hair. I nodded. "Don't thank me," I whispered. He looked into my eyes. "I need to. You saved my life. You know, I know I am selfish and sick with all of this drug shit."
I blinked a few more tears out of my eyes. "Then why do you do it?" I asked. Jean shrugged. "Obsession, addiction… I am trying to get help, Ally. I really am. I am doing this for you. If anybody else asked me to stop, I would tell them to fuck off. But for you, I would do it. But for you, I would do anything in this world. I would risk my life if it meant for you to be protected."
I stared at him, a tiny smile playing my lips. "You would do anything for me?" I asked. Before we kissed, Jean whispered, "anything."
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"So what happened when he was released?" Stephanie asked, painting a toenail a bright yellow. "Well," I sang, yanking a brush through my hair, "he said about how we was going to stop for me, and how he was going to do anything for me if I ever asked. Then we kissed."
Stephanie groaned. "No! You can't kiss! He can't fall in love with you!" I looked at her. "Why not?" Stephanie moaned. "Then that means we lose our two best drug buddies and Jean deals for us! He gets us everything!"
"Stop being selfish, Steph," I said, putting my brush down. "You're the 'Billion Dollar Princess'! Why don't you deal for yourself if you're such of a high class royalty?" Steph pursed her lips. "Shut up, Ally." I shrugged innocently. "Just a suggestion." Stephanie sighed. "Whatever. Do you want some tea? I was going to make myself some."
Stephanie walked to the kitchen, trying to remember where she put her teabags. She reached up for the high cupboard and took out two. She set the stove on and boiled the water in her kettle. While that was boiling, she took out two pieces of lemon. In her dishwasher, Stephanie took a blue cup and a pink cup. Everything was ready… Well, almost.
Stephanie peered into the kitchen, where Ally was channel surfing. Reaching down below in a drawer, Stephanie pulled out some LSD. The kettle screamed, meaning it was ready, and Stephanie poured a full cup of tea into the pink cup, dropped a teabag and a lemon, and did the same thing to a blue cup. But inside the blue cup, she also dropped more LSD there than she should have. Whoever had that cup was going to OD.
Stephanie, holding the two cups, pranced back into the room, and handed Ally the blue cup.