《Reckless // fezco》3
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I groan and shuffle around in my bed. Or at least I thought it was bed. I looked at the clock beside me and seen it was almost 12 in The afternoon. Shit my mom. My head was pounding. I felt like shit. I looked at my surroundings seeing I was in Fezcos room. I slowly get up from the bed and walk to the living room where ashtray was.
"Hey." I weakly wave.
"You look like shit."
"Thanks didn't notice." I sigh running my hands through my hair. I hate the way I feel after drugs. I need more.
"Hey do you have any OCs?" I ask ashtray. He looks up at me.
"Nah." He blankly says.
"Really?" I raise an eyebrow at him.
"Fine, here don't tell me brother." Ashtray hands me a mini bag that has 2 pills.
"Thanks bb." I smile immediately taking one. The front door opens and fez walks in. I shove the other pill in my pants.
"Hey. I gotta go." I stumble out my words really fast walking past him. I remembered what I said last night. And I wanna slap myself for it. Fez looks at me without saying a word.
I climb through my window that I left open and walked out of my room.
"Mom?" I yell. No response. I grabbed my jacket and went straight to Rue's house. I banged on her window until she answered.
"Destiny? What are you doing here?" Rue squints her eyes.
"Why are you still sleeping?" I ask climbing through her window. Rue falls back onto her bed."Anyways I fucked up..." I trail off before I seen Jules in her bed sleeping. I point to the girl and Rue rolls her eyes.
"What happened?" Rue asks. I sigh and started pacing back and forth. "Destiny!" Rue raises her voice.
"I told Fez that I liked him!" I blurt out.
"Okay...and?" Rue raises an eyebrow.
"You know how I feel about this." I complain continuing to pace around the room.
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"Just calm down, He probably forgot." Rue shrugs her shoulders. He better have forgotten.
"Anyways do you wanna get high?" I ask Rue. She makes a sly face which causes me to raise an eyebrow. "What?" I as her.
"Im actually going to hang out with Jules today..."
"okay thats fine, what about tomorrow?" I ask but she doesnt look at me.
"Im going to Jules house for a sleepover."
"Um how about saturday." I say starting ot get angry.
"Im actually having dinner with...Jules." I look at Jules sleeping in the bed. I slowly nod my head.
"Nice to know i've been replaced." I say climbing back out of the window.
"Destiny wait!" Rue calls out but I dont listen to her. I jump on my bike and ride home. I've been replaced. I jumped off my bike and ran into my room. I took my other pill from my pocket and downed it. But that wasnt enough for me. I wanted more. I looked through my room, tearing it apart looking for a stash I could've forgotten about. No luck. Fez.... I wanted drugs. Thats the only thing on my mind. I lost my bestfriend.
I ran up to Fezs door. I started ranged doorbell but no answer. "fuck!" i say rapidly hitting the doorbell. No answer. I sniffle and started banging on the door.
"Who is it?" I heard on the other side of the door. My heart melted at his voice.
"it's me." I mumble leaning closer to the door. "Open the door"
"Not today, Destiny." Fez sighs. "Im sorry." He adds.
"Come on, Fez." I whisper his name. "Don't be a dick."
"Nah serious, you can't come in."
"Look Fez, i just need is just like, a few OCs." I beg. "That's all."
"Sorry, I can't help you." Fez says.
"Fez?" I start knowing he was about to walk away. "Fez, I've had a really fucked up day, all right? Look, it's been a really, really fuckedup day, okay? So I need you to open the door for me, okay?" I felt my eyes starting to water thinking about earlier what happened with Rue.
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"Im not gonna help you kill yourself, Destiny. Im sorry, but, you can't be coming over here no more." Fez starts. "Just go home." he finishes. My heart pings.
"Don't Fez! Don't close the Fuck! Fez, open the fucking door, please? I'm begging you just to open the door. Remember what I said the other night? I meant it, its true every word. So please open the door." I croak out. He didn't say anything. Then I started getting mad.
"Fez! You're full of shit, man. You know you make your living off of selling drugs to teenagers. And now all of a sudden, you want to have a fucking moral high ground? You're a fucking dropout drug dealer. You know that You're a fucking dropout drug dealer with seven functioning fucking brain cells." I bang on the door again. "Open the door! Fuck you! Fuck you, Fez."
"Okay,? Are you doing this because you care about me? If you gave a shit about me, you wouldn have sold me the fucking drugs in the first place! But you did! You fucking did! So open the goddamned door! Open the door!"
"I can't do it, Des. Im sorry."
"Open the door! Open the door! Open the door!" I repeat. " You did this to me! You fucking, You did this to me, Fez. You ruined my li! The least you could do is open the goddamned door and fix it! Im fucking serious, Im so fucking serious. I have nobody! Fez no one! Everyone left!" I started crying. "If you don't open this door right now, i swear to god, i will hate you, till the day i fucking die!"
"Im sorry." He mutters. NO NO NO.
"You fucking did this to me!" I sob. "Open the fucking door. Open the door, Fez!" i whimper. I started banging on the door rapidly. "Come on, Fez!"
"That is so fucked up!" I pant. I slowly back up from the door. I started walking home.
When I got home I went straight to my room. I laid down for a few hours staring at the ceiling. I pulled out my phone that I haven't checked in forever. I seen missed messages and calls from Rue and other people but one caught my eye.
Listen, what you said lastnight I feel the same way, but i wanna keep my girl and drugs seperate. What happened with Mouse scared the shit outta me and you doing all these drugs too. I care trust me i do, but youre being reckless with all the drug shit. I dont want something to happen between us just to see you die.
That was sent around the time left his house a few hours. My eyes watered reading it. I threw my phone on my bean bag in the corner.
"FUCK!" I yell. Maybe I should be clean. I am tired of seeing my mother yell at me. Rue's gone now. Fez...I don't even know about him. I went to my bathroom and stuck two fingers down my throat. Throwing up any drugs left in me. I was trying to flush my system. Maybe if I'm clean I'll actually be happy. Right?
"Destiny?" My mom knocks on the bathroom door.
"Are you okay?" She adds.
"Yeah, perfect. Just feeling a little nauseous." I mumble.
"If you need anything I'll be in my room." She says before walking away. I lean my back against the wall and started crying. I sniffled wiping my nose and looked at the lights.
"I don't wanna feel like this anymore." I mutter to myself. I laid down on the bathroom floor and cried.
I'm soooo done with drugs.
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