A/N: Hey everyone! I love all the reviews. Now that I'm not so busy for the summer, you know to expect a lot more updates!
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After a frustrating and surprisingly longer drive than usual, Sam finally arrives at the motel. 'I hate Detours.' He thought to himself as he pulls into a parking space and turns off the engine before grabbing Brody's items and walking up to the motel room. He knocked on the door. After a few seconds pass by, Sam hears footsteps as someone approaches the door.
"No, I'll be back later today…No, I don't-…I don't know, alright?! In a few hours, damn, don't worry about what I'm doing." A now neatly dressed Brody spoke angrily into the phone. He opened the door and smiled when he saw Sam. He stepped aside allowing Sam to enter the room before he spoke again. "Are you serious right now? Just do what I said. If he calls looking for me, call me back. The supply isn't even there anymore…Hey, I know because I've got it in my trunk." Brody said after closing the door.
Sam chuckled, amused by the conversation. As he walks over to the couch, he sees a towel, a black G-string and an empty condom wrapper on the floor. He also noticed that the bedroom door was open and he could see that the bed was messy, the blanket, bed sheets and pillows were scattered wildly across the mattress. Sam smirked and rolled his eyes as he had a seat on the sofa while Brody finished his call.
"Dude, if you don't calm the fuck down, I swear I'm going to kick your ass when I get back! I told you, I got this. Listen, if he calls back all you have to do is tell him that I'll call him soon. It's no big deal." Brody walked over to a table next to the minibar. "Cool, I'll see you later. Bye." Brody said before hanging up the corded phone and putting it back on top of the table. He walked over to where Sam was seated and sat next to him in one of the chairs. "Dude I swear, next time you're throwing the party."
Sam laughed. "Why, what's going on?"
Brody leaned forward to pick his cup up from the coffee table. He had a few sips of the black caffeine before he spoke. "Ah not much, I just hate dealing with one of my roommates. He's such a fucking annoying, little geek, but ever since he found out about me and a few of our other frat brothers selling on the side, tolerating him has gotten even worse." Brody said with a sigh.
Sam nodded. "You're not worried about him snitching or anything, are you?"
Brody shook his head. "Nah, he's not that stupid. Besides, he's a poser. That's why he's kept it quiet so far. He was only accepted into the frat because he's the Dean's son." Brody laughed.
Sam laughed too. "I know you hate those rules now, don't you?" Sam asked referring to one the rules of Brody's fraternity's house, which states that all bedrooms must be assigned so that for every previously existing frat member there's one new frat member as well.
"Exactly, and if I'd known I'd be dealing with Mother Teresa, I would've taken my 'newbie roommate selection' more seriously." Brody said. "I've been telling him that he wouldn't be so uptight if he at least 'sampled the product,' especially the new stuff."
Sam looked at Brody. "What 'new stuff?' I thought you were only into weed."
"Nah, that was when I was just getting started. There's tons of stuff out there, man. Seriously, you'd be surprised." Brody said before standing up. "Come on, I'll show you what I mean."
Sam got up from the couch before he and Brody walked over to the door. Brody unlocked and opened the door then stepped outside. Sam followed him as they headed over to Brody's truck. The brunette young man unlocked the vehicle, and he and Sam stood in front of the trunk.
Brody placed his hands on the trunk before turning to face Sam with an eager smile on his face. "Are you ready to see the stash of ALL stashes? The reason why I might be able to retire to Oahu BEFORE I even graduate-"
"Just open the goddamn trunk!" Sam laughed. He was very curious to see what Brody was so excited about.
Brody laughed too. "Okay, I tried to prepare you for the awesomeness." With that being said, Brody abruptly opened the trunk, presenting the content to Sam.
Sam had to stop himself before his mouth gaped open. He couldn't believe the sight before his own eyes. Inside the trunk was at least 50 pounds of drugs, including marijuana and a large variety pills. Sam turned to look at Brody who currently had the biggest grin on his face. "What…the…hell?"
Brody's grin grew even bigger. "I told you. Isn't this awesome?! Go ahead, check out the merchandise," He said while leaning against one of the taillights with his arms folded across his chest.
Sam wasted no time in doing just that. He picked up one of the bundles of pot, craving for just a smell of it. He opened the transparent bag. "Dude, what I wouldn't do for my checkbook right now…"
Brody stood next to Sam. "No sweat man, you know I can give you a discount. You can even take what you want now and pay me later."
Sam slowly put the bag back into the trunk. "Nah thanks though. There's no way I could keep it hidden at home. And if I had Puck or one of the other guys hold it for me they'd just smoke it all." He looked at the bag again. "To be honest…I could go for a hit right now. But I'm meeting up with Mike later to go shopping for some last minute school supplies and stuff for practice."
Brody nodded. "Understandable. Tell you what; the next time I'm back, I'll remind you that I'm fully stocked. As a matter of fact, don't forget it. I've pretty much always got a decent amount of this stuff available. And I'll set aside enough time for my next visit so that you can sample this stuff properly," He said. "But until then, you make sure to let Puck and the rest of those greedy motherfuckers know that they better start sharing with their leader, or they can find a new supplier."
Sam smiled. "Will do, boss."
Brody began moving the bags around in search of something else. "And trust me they're going to remain very loyal customers after they try…" He came across a small bag labeled Specialty and picked it up. "…This."
Sam looked on intently as Brody opened the bag and took out a small, round pill. "What is it?"
Brody smirked. "This, my friend, is my 'early retirement' drug. I've been working with a friend of mine, he's majoring in Chemistry, and he's been finding ways to combine more than one substance. It's like you're getting two or even more hits at the same time."
Sam was immediately intrigued. "What kind of stuff is he using to make this?"
"That's the thing. He's been making so many different combinations, it's like impossible to know which is which, except for a few that I got from him directly. We haven't started selling it yet because we're still not sure of the effects. Neither one of us has even tried it." Brody said before handing it to the younger boy.
Sam looked at the pill. He found it hard to believe that a tiny drug which resembled candy was actually a mixture of potentially dangerous narcotics. As he put the pill back into the bag that Brody was holding, he was able to see that the pills inside of the bag were different colors. There were about 25 of them. "Dude, how can you carry all this around? Don't you worry about getting caught?"
Brody closed the bag and put it back in the trunk before closing the trunk and locking the car. "Nah not really, since I know my surroundings. We're out in the middle of nowhere. That's why we never get raided by the cops when we party here." He said as he and Sam headed back to the motel room. "Besides, I move it around pretty often. When it's not stored in the trunk or with someone else, it's at the frat house."
"But still, not everybody's cool with it. Only a few of you guys are doing this, so how can you be sure that the others don't find out?"
Brody opened the door to the motel room, then he and Sam entered. He closed the door and turned to face Sam. "We keep it in the attic. No one but us goes up there too often because we moved all our extra stuff from out of there."
"I thought you guys were going to renovate it and use it for a game room?" Sam asked as he and Brody walked back over to the sitting area.
"No, that was the basement. And yeah, we did have it done a few months ago, so all the stuff from the attic is down there in a closet now." Right after Brody took his seat in the chair, he remembered they needed to exchange the mistaken items. "Oh, before I forget…" He went over to his bed and picked the cell phone up before walking back to the couch. "…Here you go." He gave Sam the cell phone. "And your jacket's right there." He said while pointing to the second chair.
"Thanks, man." He began checking to see if he had any missed calls or text messages and saw one text from Mike. He began reading the message.
MIKE: - U still sleeping? Wake up, loser! Ctfu. Text me when u r gonna be ready 2 leave.
Sam checked the time on his phone and saw that it was almost Noon. He didn't want to get a late start in case the stores were crowded, so he decided to cut his visit short and get back on the road. He grabbed his jacket and stood up. "See you later, B. I'm heading out." He said as he walked to the door with Brody beside him.
"Alright, take it easy okay? I should see you around the holidays. I'll let you know if I'm back before then though." Brody opened the door.
"Okay, until then I'll make sure that none of the guys hold back on 'sharing.' " Sam laughed.
Brody laughed too. "Yeah, make sure they don't. But still, you'll get your stash the next time I see you. And by then we'll be selling our new stuff, so I'll bring some with me in case you guys want to try it. You've got my number, so call if you want anything."
Sam nodded. "I'll think about it and let you know. Bye." He walked to his car and got in. After he put on his seatbelt, he turned up the volume on the radio then drove out of the parking lot and back onto the main street.
He approached a red light and got his cell phone so he could send Mike a quick reply.
SAM: - Not sleepin, idiot :) Just left from seein B. Prbly b home soon.
After sending the text, the light finally turns green and Sam continues driving. A few minutes have passed by, and traffic begins to move slowly.
Sam remembers to take the detour again just as the music ends and the radio DJ begins speaking.
"What's up, listeners?! Orlando here, with your top-of-the-hour news report. For those of you planning to travel to Lima from Fairfield Township or vice versa, be sure to take the highway to avoid running into traffic near Goy Road. The road is blocked off near the center as Police continue their investigation into the cause of a fatal car accident last night involving a Lima family, which left three people dead and one injured. The victims have been identified as Melvin Jones and Alice Geiger-Jones, a married couple from Lima, their son Alonzo Jones, and their daughter Mercedes Jones. The couple and their son did pass away not long after the incident, however thankfully their daughter was able to call for help and has since been treated and released from the hospital. We'll keep you informed about this story as more details emerge."
Several hours later, Mercedes is in bed clad in a blue t-shirt and gray pajama pants, sipping some water before slowly lying down. She'd taken her pain medication a not too long ago, so she was feeling okay and happy that she'd finally be able to get some quality sleep.
The day had been really wild to say the least.
Edna-Ruth and Marie were eventually able to contact all the visiting relatives and inform them about what's been happening.
In addition to Kurt and Tina, tons of other people called throughout the day to check on Mercedes and her family, including the rest of the Glee club. Several times during the day, things got so busy at the house that Roberta had to unplug the phone.
LJ told Mercedes about the Police investigation, and that they'd need to talk to her again in case she remembers anything about the accident.
After dinner, Marie and LJ drove back to their mom's home and got some things for her before going to their own homes and getting a few of their own belongings. Edna-Ruth had come to the decision that she'd stay in Lima with Mercedes, while the other adults planned on staying for at least a week having taken some time off from work. Edna-Ruth would sleep in the guest room, and the others were going to use the pull-out couches and an air mattress. No one felt that now was a good time, if ever there was one to sleep in the master bedroom.
Tomorrow, they'd go to Alonzo's apartment and pack up his things. Then they'd have to make the funeral arrangements, which was sure to make an already stressful situation even worse.
After everyone was done preparing for bed, they gathered in the living room to say a prayer and wished each other goodnight before finally heading off to sleep.
Mercedes sighed exhaustedly before pulling the covers over her head and finally drifting off into a peaceful, quiet slumber.