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-Leesh
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Later that night….
Santana's POV
I woke up before Brittany so I placed a kiss on her cheek and made my way out the door. If I don't start this batch soon it won't be finished and I refuse to let Finn hurt my brother. Santos is so kind hearted but he got in with the wrong people, and when he tried to get out, I had to make a deal with the devil himself, Finn fuckin Hudson. For someone so dumb it amazes me he has his own drug empire and goons to go with it. So to protect my brother I agreed to stop working for myself and become Hudson's personal drug making bitch. He knew I made the best shit in all of Philly and he knew my brother wanted out of the whole thing. So to gain power over me he searched me out and made me work for him instead. I know what you're thinking. Call the cops. Yea bullshit. Cops won't even save you from Finn, even god himself seems to cower under his army.
So I hop into my car and head back home in search of the coke I made last week. Usually I don't like coke I'm more of a heroin girl, but the job calls for energy and cocaine's middle name is energy.
I finally get home. Puck is passed out on the couch as usual even though there are several bedrooms in this place. But I guess he just ended up dipping off there while Cops still plays on the tv. I make my way into my room. It's red and black like my car. Sensing a theme here huh? I find my secret safe and punch in the code to reveal a plethora of drugs, money, formulas, and a list of people who owe me money. But most importantly a picture of me and Santos in front of Puck's apartment age 16 and 8. The last picture before all went to hell again.
Finally I find the coke. Ughh this is gonna be a long night. I have to make two kilos of pure heroin by Friday, like what the fuck does he think I am a machine.
Maybe Puck can help, since he's kind of my apprentice and more on my side than Finn's. I walk downstairs to see him in the same spot. But instead of cops the TV has magically turned to porn. Stupid ass. I slap him on the back of the head to wake him up.
"you better not have ordered that shit or your not only paying for it but you will also not have a working dick anymore!"
"Shit San why the hostility. At least it's lesbian porn and we can watch together."
"Fuck it. I don't have time for this. I got an 8 ball of coke with your name on it if you can come to the lab and help me make Hudson's order"
With that he sprung up from the couch and literally ran to the basement.
When we started it was about 7PM. Now it's about 3 in the morning and we are almost done the first kilo. I guess Puck is good for something. I teach him what to do but don't show him any of my secret techniques because, well he's my lesbro and all but a girls gotta have some mystery and if I let everyone know my technique there would be no reason to go to me at all. And I wouldn't have this bangin' ass house in Rittenhouse Square.
Ten hours later and we've finished the first kilo. Thank god, all the coke we did was making me grind my teeth and be more of a bitch than I usually am. I dismiss Puck with a bag of dope and a joint to bring him down off the coke so he can sleep.
"you know San you're not that bad of a person. You even care if my sexy ass has a good comedown off this coke. What time do you wanna start again tomorrow. Seeing as I live here let me know when I can expect you to be screaming in my face."
"you're lucky I'm too tweeked out to punch you in the face. But since you asked oh so kindly. We can start around four. Good night Fuckerman."
"Night Lezpez"
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I went up to my room to do a line of dope and smoke a blunt so I could go to sleep but before I could I saw my phone blinking and opened it up to a text from Brittany
From: Sweets
Hey San I woke up and you were gone =[ hope everything's ok. I miss your cuddles.
So damn cute I can't get enough of this girl. I decide to text her back I don't wanna leave her hangin.
From: San
Sorry Britt Britt I had some cooking to do and didn't want to wake you. You're even more adorable when your asleep even though you drooled on my arm a bit =] I'll be busy most of tomorrow filling a big order but you're welcome to come over. Sweet dreams.
I finally got around to doing my line and smoking my blunt and drifted off to a deep well needed sleep.