Sticks and stones may break your bones
But the wounds from words never heal
You're walking down the streets. You just ate pizza at Charlie's Pizza with your parents. You miss your sister you wish she was there to carve her name into the wooden table covered with all sorts of initials and drawings and play pac man in the back. It's a perfect fall day. You pass and alley way and look sideways and are met with dark lifeless eyes. The man jumps out. Clothes tattered, hair a mess. And then you notice the gun. He's screaming but you can't hear much at this point. Your fathers telling him he doesn't have anything they are poor and living in Norristown, pa after all. your mother is crying, screaming to let them go. To save there baby. And then he looks over and smirks at you. He said he would take good care of you. And then you heard the shots…..
"nooo please don't! Stop please don't hurt them pleassseeeee!"
Holy shit I can't catch my breath those nightmares just never fuckin stop do they? I need a line. I take out the only four bags I have left and hold them like they are my children. I decide to just pour the whole first bag out cuz fuck it, it's gonna be gone soon anyway. Damn San hooked me up I got six fat rails on my end table. I think I'm fallin in love with this bitch. I laugh. She is the most interesting person in the world. There's so much I don't know and so much I wanna learn. Everything ever curve every scar the slope of her breasts the-
Lemme stop right there I'm getting a little hot. I forgot about my lines. Shit! I take two at a time and by the third I'm toasted I mean like other worldly fucked up. This must be like what rainbows feel like. Tingling goodness running under my skin. That's what this is rainbow tingly heaven with unicorns galloping on clouds and trees made of lollipops and bird baths filled with heroin. Ahh that would be the life. It makes me forget everything in this world. Forget about my parents being murdered being taken by that sick fuck and abused, taken away from my sister Bree.
I just wish to forget. So I go down the naïve road, ignorance is bliss. If I don't have feelings then there aren't ones to be hurt. I finally decide to go down stairs. Quinn and Mike are on the couch watching Reservoir Dogs. Tina's on the floor cutting a line on the coffee table, and Sam's on a rocking chair smoking a blunt.
"What's up Britt! How's the Latina? Sam shouts.
"fuck you sam. But if your aching to know, she's rainbow amazing."
"well shit I got nothing to say to that. All I can do is pass you the blunt"
we all laugh. I love mornings like this. I sit down and watch the movie snorting another line here and there.
Mike then calls me over
" you Britt what you got on your necklace?"
" it's called a Snooter. San gave it to me it's basically a glass straw on a necklace. It's fuckin awesome here look!"
I lay out another fat line and inhale the amazingness into my nose. Everyones intrigued now and take turns using it.
"wow that almost makes me wanna start snortin instead of shootin. So cool Britt. Santana's a bad ass bitch."
"No Mike, she's MY bad ass bitch"
I give him the sexy smirk and know its true. And I know im her bad ass bitch too so it's all good. Id be her bitch anyday. I like hand cuffs and spanking and kinky shit and-
Damn here I go again. I decide to go upstairs to pick my outfit for work tonight.
The more skin the more tips. Which also means more nasty dudes trying to grope me. Thank god for Karofsky though. He's the best bouncer ever. I've seen him throw a man across the room and he land right in the frame of the exit door, where the other bouncer Azimio opened the door casually in time for the man to land half in and half outta the club. I end up picking a black lingerie get up with red running throughout, tight booty shorts for my rockin ass, a garter belt that hooks to my fishnet stockings, and red 6 inch heels that make my legs go on for days. Yes big money tonight. I work at headliners. It's not too bad. It's where I found my first love, heroin, and my second love, money to get heroin. My boss Artie is a fuckin dick though trying to use his power to get pussy. Sometimes I wanna tie his arms behind his back and lock his wheel chair and leave him in an alley. But whatever it's a job and I get to dance. I love to dance. It used to be my rainbows. Until I lost that when I lost everything and then drugs became my rainbows. Speaking of drugs, another line shall we? I inhale it with the help of my new gift and lay back and the rainbows are there again.
My phone starts to ring and I notice it's my favorite Latina.
"Miss me already?"
"Oh you know it sweets, I'm totally obsessed."
"Good thing, cuz I think the feeling might just be mutual."
"You're a sweet talker Miss Pierce."
"hmm mayyybe. So what's up. You cooking today?"
" yup I was seeing if you could be ready in 20 min to get picked up by yours truly."
"of course. I just have to be at work at 10."
"What do you work at headliners or something that's a crazy time to start work Britts."
" u-um yea I actually do work there"
Fuck she's gonna think I'm trash now what the fuck ughhh I ruin everythi-
"That's cool I worked there for about a year before I started cooking. Do you know Holly Holiday?"
"Holy! Holy shit I love her. She has the best shit and always gives me free drinks. I can't believe you know her."
" yea she's kind of like an older sister to me. She's helped me out a lot."
I can't get enough of this girl. I'm officially stuck. Stuck on her like the cheese between the bread of a grilled sandwich.
"Well I can't wait to see you San. I'm gonna go get dressed. Bye San."
"See you in 20 sweets."
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I decided to wear my sexiest jeans and a baby blue tank top to match with white leather vest over it. Sexy, San's gonna drool. Not soon after I was ready my sexy Latina was here.
I walked downstairs getting mumbled goodbyes and floppy waves from my friends and made my way outside. What I saw next went straight to my vagina. There she was in tight black skinny jeans, a short cut shirt that showed just enough of her abs to tease and the red of it just screamed sex. But to top it all off was the black leather jacket and stiletto healed thigh high boots. I think I'm drooling.
"Holy shit"
Fuck I just said that out loud. She's giggling that's good right.
"I could say the same to you sweets"
And then she threw me a wink. This girl is gonna be the death of me. But it will be the sweetest death. That of the feeling of the hot water on your skin for the first time as you step into the shower. That's San. She's rainbows and hot showers. And I wanna wake to her shower everyday and retire to bed with her rainbow resounding around every surface of my world.
She turns around and opens the door for me. She's so damn cute. But so damn bad ass. She would win a gold medal in Badassary if it were an Olympic sport. She gets in and reaches between my legs to the glove compartment. I might die. She's gonna kill me cuz when she touches me my body refuses to breathe normal. She opens the glove box and pulls out the fattest blunt I've ever seen. Like this thing is bigger than the original cigar it was made from. San's putting Cheech and Chong to shame. If she rolled that I'm proposing right now. I'll propose with the snoot she gave me. Shit I'm staring.
"D-d-did you roll that San!?
" yes I did sweets. Fuckin Crazy right. Now we have a bit of a drive so maybe we'll have some fun on the way there. There's a whole eighth of Master Kush in here. Mothered and grown by yours truly."
Her smile is so big she must love her little green babies. I wonder if they have names. I wanna name one.
"Do the plants have names?"
"the special ones do yeah."
"Can I name one san, pleaseeeee?"
she laughs and smiles at me. A real smile and her brown eyes are so warm and I could stay in them all day. They're like hot chocolate.
"Yes Britt you can name as many as you want."
I lean over and kiss her cheek and linger there for a bit. She feels so good. I wanna feel more. But then again she's dangerous to get involved with.
We then reach the house. It's in a section where it's actually not stuck to another house and it's pretty fuckin big for being in Philly. We put out the blunt that Santana must have learned to roll from the Hulk himself, and made our way up to the door.
In side was pretty normal, a pretty big living room with normal semi worn couches. Some guitars were set up in stands next to the flat screen and all types of paintings were scattered throughout the walls. I stepped close to a charcoal painting of a naked woman sitting down with her back facing the viewer cross legged leaning to her right side leaning on her arm. Her left leg peaks out a little bit from lose pretzel like pose of her legs. Her hair flows down her back and you can see just the beginning of the crease on her backside. Then I saw the signature. S. Lopez.
I didn't realize San had walked up behind me.
"do you like it?"
"yes is beatifullll. Did you really draw that San?"
"yup it's one of my favorites. I painted right after I ran um ran into a friend. Yeah."
"cool"
She showed me the house and all her bathrooms and shit and then her bedroom. It was sexy just like her, and also with a black and red theme. She's addicted to colors I think. Then we go down to the basement or what she likes to call "The lab" and it looks like the set of Bill Nye the Science Guy. And then I'm met with a drooling man with a Mohawk sitting leaned forward on a crate.
Santana slaps him in the head.
"Get the fuck up Puckerman I don't want your disease infested drool getting in my batch!"
"Whoa Lezpez I was just resting my eyes. He looks around. "who's blondie over there?"
"I'm Brittany. What's up with that thing on your head?"
"hahahaha Britt you're awesome you hurt Puck's ego already."
"Fuck you Santana. My ego is bullet proof bitch."
I leaned over and whispered in San's ear
"I wanna shave it"
Leave any suggestions comments or critiques if you would like. An outside opinion is always like gold. Hope you're enjoying the story. Have a great night! Also I'm from philly so if you don't understand the slang or any terms I use feel free to ask. I know I talk weird and im cool with it. Thanks for reading!