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twriteskpop · 4 years

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Adrenaline // Jeon Jungkook AU pt 2

Warnings: marijuana use, sexual harassment

Word count: 3k+

The park was 20 minutes away from her apartment complex, which meant that she had no time to go up to her apartment and change first. She shifted into reverse and made her way to the park.

The park was mostly empty during the summer time, so it was no surprise to her that only a few cars were parked by the water. She found a parking space on the other side of the lot, and brought out her phone.

Here. Yellow VW Beatle

She watched as a child threw bread crumbs at a duck in the pond. Something Floridian children did often. The ducks aren't supposed to be fed, but it's like a right of passage in Florida. The little girl was dressed in a cute denim dress, matching hat as well. Her mother was knelt beside her, keeping a hand on her shoulder to make sure she didn't fall in. The girl threw the bread crumbs happily to the ducks, pointing at the ones eating. It was such an innocent moment between mother and daughter. One Delilah never had but witnessed too often.

Her thoughts were broke by a knock on the passenger side window. She looked through the window to see a person holding their phone to the glass. It was the text thread. This was Clarissa's dealer. She unlocked the door and the man got in. He was nothing she expected. He was handsome. He had on blue jeans and a long black shirt. His hair was slightly covering his face. When he turned to her, she couldn't help but feel a butterfly in her stomach. He was extremely handsome. His nose was predimanent, his eyes sweet but focused on the task at hand. His skin was clear and smooth and he was somehow cute but hot all at once.

Her thoughts were, thankfully, by him putting his hand out for her to shake. "I'm Jungkook. You're Clarissa and Bennett's friend?" He asked, a kind tone in his soft voice. Delilah nodded once, pulling her wallet out. She had never been infatuated with anyone before, but the looks alone this man had was effecting her train of thought. Sure, she had boyfriends but they were pity dates she had with them. She had never felt physically attracted to anyone before, so this sudden nervousness made her uneasy.

"my name is Delilah. Sorry I was late, I was getting off of work," She explained turning to him. He raised his brow and half smirked, "you work at one of the theme parks?" Delilah looked down at her uniform and instantly felt embarrassed. "Sadly, no. I work at Timmy's 50's, " She explained, adding some annoyance to the diner name. It was cheesy and showed how self centered her boss was. He chuckled and nodded, "interesting. Anyways, what will it be?" She thought back to the strain she used to go off of, even though she never really paid much attention. Whatever she could get before she smoked, regardless. However she did remember friend in high school was regular on indica strains called… "9 pound hammer, or grape ape?" She asked. He smirked flicking a brow up high, smirking at her, "good taste. I have grape ape right now. Usually it's pretty random, for future reference. You're in luck. It's 20 a G. " Delilah pulled out her purse and pulled a 20 dollar bill out of her phone case, it had the smell of maple syrup on it because it was a tip from a messy table with kids that same day. She passed it to Jungkook, trying not to look into his deep brown eyes too long.

They exchanged the money for a dime bag of the green, with slight purple specs, substance. He placed the money in his wallet and placed his hand on the handle of the car door. He paused, turned to look at her with a cute, bunny-like smile, and stated, "it was a pleasure, Delilah. I hope we meet again soon." As quickly as he entered her car, he was gone.

His scent was of sweet Cologne, definitely something expensive by how it wasn't too strong to notice at first, but lingered like a ghost.

She placed the dime bag into her purse and drove back to her apartment. She couldn't help but think about the way Jungkook had left butterflies in her stomach. Who knows, it could just be nerves from the sale after so long of quitting. Yeah, that's exactly what Delilah insisted on as she made her way into her apartment and into a hot shower, washing the diner smells away along with the phantom touches left from Tims daily harassment.

When she exited the shower, sliding on her denim shorts and baggy T-shirt, she remembered something crucial to her dire need to forget her thoughts, she hadn't had a grinder or anything to smoke from. Sure, she could create a soda can bowl, if she hadn't given up soda her first year of college.

Thankfully, she felt relieved to see she had one wrapped cookie left from Clarissa the night prior. As she unwrapped the single cookie and placed it on a napkin, and then into the microwave, she texted Clarissa.

So, met Jungkook. Problem arises, nothing to grind or smoke with. 😪

Seconds later the buzzing started in her phone. Clarissa had been calling her.

Clarissa was laughing and cheerful, per usual, “D! Come over! I have plenty of old pieces you can take. Smoke with us tonight. We have been wanting to smoke with you for a while, but loved hanging out with you without smoking too. You’re our closest friend!” She continued to ramble on, “Anyways, movie night. Going to smoke and watch… something. We still havent decided, come over!” Before Delilah could protest, there was more laughter and the phone hung up. She huffed out a sigh.

She hadn’t...smoked in so long. The night prior it was an edible. She had been alone. Was she ready to smoke with other people around again? She was always introverted, until she smoked. She shrugged the thought off, thinking too much. She would at least smoke for free and have a cookie and two grams left at home.

She slipped on her white adidas and walked over to Clarissa's place, not bothering to knock, they asked her not to many times because she was like family. The familiar smell of weed hit her like a snack in the face. It was strong and the foggy smoke was rolling out the door behind her.

Clarissa was rushing to the door, a smile plastered on her round face. She gripped Delilah's wrist and pulled her happily to the living room. There were three people in the living room, lounging on the couch and flipping through Netflix. One, Bennet a largely buff man with pale white skin and bald head, but friendly face, was arguing with the two other men. Delilah's eyes landed on Jungkook. He was wearing the same clothes from earlier that day, a smile plastered on his face, making his nose crinkle in a cute bunny-like way. He had been telling Bennet to pick a better movie than the kissing booth. Bennet may look frighteningly intimidating but he was just a big teddy bear. The other face was unfamiliar. It was another man of Asian decent with bleached blonde hair and dimples when he smiled. His eyes were slightly hooded, but it made his stare seductive.

"So I heard you met Jungkook earlier but this is RM, another one of our friends. Follow me to the room, I have a whole set you can keep. Had it for years but you can clean them," Clarissa stood taller than Delilah but she was in an excited, bent-knee type position while talking. It looked as though Clarissa had been waiting for this moment. As if it were the missing puzzle piece to Delilah's personality. In the moment, it slightly burned her soul, but she brushed it off, as she did most hurtful things.

Clarissa had a small cardboard box on her red blanketed bed, the contents inside were like a smoker starter kit. A silver grinder with a rhinestone galaxy as the lid, a beautiful glass blown chillum, bowl, a tray and a palm tree bong. Every one of the contents looked warn but the thought was extreme. "I'll venmo you $100 for this. It's too sweet," Delilah wrapped her arm around her friend in a side hug. Clarissa smacked Delilahs arm, leaving a stinging sensation, "don't you dare. You're family." Clarissa turned around and made her way back to the living room. Delilah pulled out her phone and opened the venmo app, paying Clarissa, before following behind. Delilah placed the cardboard shoe box of stuff on the counter and reached for a water in the fridge.

"Titanic? What are you a woman?" RM had snatched the remote from Bennet, laughing. Clarissa had been seated next to Bennet, snuggled under his arm, passing the blunt to Jungkook. lunt to RM who was sitting beside the couple on the small, three person couch. On the two seater, Jungkook was sitting with his elbows on his knees, staring up at Delilah. That feeling in her stomach soon returned. She turned her attention to the bean bag in the corner, it was either sitting closely to Jungkook, or on the bean bag. She pulled the bean bag to a spot between the tv and the couch, plopping herself down comfortably. “Can we just pick a movie?” Clarissa snatched the remote from RM. She flipped on a random movie. Delilah giggled when the movie began, seeing the title name. “Of all the movies Clarissa, you had to pick the one based in Orlando?” Delilah laughed, throwing a pillow at Clarissa. Bennet blocked it from hitting her. “I’m a sucker for bring it on movies and this is the only one on netflix,” Clarissa retorted. Delilah face palmed internally. She had been a cheerleader most of her life, competition cheer as well. Mostly on fundraisers because her family had been critically homeless most of her life. Bring it On movies were her guilty pleasure, she was glad clarissa felt the same way.

“is this one of those cheerleader films? Oh Lord," Bennet placed his hand on his face and took the blunt from RM, "I think we are all going to need a ton of this. She likes to act these cheers out." The room started laughing, but Clarissa lifted a perfectly sculpted brow at Delilah, "yeah laugh all you want but I think our girl D knows this movie just like I do. How'd you know this one was based in our city?" Delilah could feel the blood rushing to her cheeks. She was embarrassed. She was not sure if she wanted everyone knowing her past. Clarissa and Bennet knew, but she hadn’t known the other two men enough. So, she flicked her brow up and winked, not saying anything.

The blunt was now in jungkooks hand, he took two long puffs and passed it to Delilah. Before she could reach for it, Bennet stopped Jungkook, "she doesn't smoke. Sorry D, he didn't know." Delilah and Clarissa both began giggling like a set of school girls with a secret. "I did say that she met our boy JK earlier. I wanted to see the look on your face when you found out, " Clarissa laughed. Jungkook passed Delilah the blunt but it was down to the last hit. She held it in her hand, staring down at it. Everyone was busy laughing atBennets cluelessness, so they hadn't noticed that Delilah was trying to decide if she really wanted to take that nose dive back into the cycle. She made a promise she wouldn't do it again. Maybe she could alter that promise. She loved being able to sleep the night prior. Not thinking too hard. Maybe she could have the best of both worlds. Just make responsible decisions while getting rid of the bomb of memories in her mind. That is exactly what she-

"Delilah?" Jungkook had broken her train of thought, he had done that many times in one day. She felt the pain instantly and placed it in the ash tray. She had burnt the tip of her pointer finger and thumb. The blunt had burned out. She rubbed the burn on her shirt and it had only stung for a second. "How about you guys spark up a bowl while I help Delilah with the burn, " Jungkook stood up, gripping her wrist, pulling her up before she could protest. She didn't like people treating her like she was weak. It was just a small burn. The sting did linger as they walked through the kitchen archway. He opened the fridge and pulled out the tub of butter, scooping a tiny bit with a spoon and forcefully putting it on her fingers. "I'm fine. Thank you. It's just a small burn," Delilah turned the butter with the two fingers as jungkook washed the spoon. "You looked lost. Bennet said you don't smoke? Is this your first time?" Jungkook leaned against the counter, a palm of each hand supporting him.

"Because a first timer could handle the strains I asked for, let alone know the names?" She laughed sarcastically lifting a brow at the beautiful man. He let out a chuckle and nodded, "fair point. So what was getting to you?" She hasn't wanted to tell him her whole life story, as he was a complete stranger. However, the look in his eye showed a sense of caring. His eyes had a glass like glisten and they wandered the depths of her soul they were staring so hard into hers. She felt that feeling in her stomach and she had to force herself to look to the fridge. She kept it short and simple, "I quit about 14 months ago when I moved here. My decisions weren't always…. Thought out. Now I think too much so today… " He took a step forward and placed his hand on her mid back, the feeling in her stomach intensified. He turned her around and slightly pushed her from the kitchen archway, moved around her, looked back to whisper, "I'll watch over you. You're with friends now. If you want to be?" She nodded and they made their way back to the living room. She sat back down on the bean bag chair and thought briefly about the effect that sentence had on her. Of course she'd want to be his friend after that. Even RM seemed cool. If Bennet and Clarissa were close with these two, she trusted their opinions more than anyone. So she decided to let herself go.

Clarissa had hit play on the movie and just as Bennet said, began reciting the beginning. The blue, glassblown pipe went around the living room and made it to Delilah, who no longer hesitated. She took the lighter and pressed the bowl against her lips, warm to the touch. She went to light the lighter, but the tip of her thumb was burnt and made her feel like a hot knife cut into her. "Fuck! " She exclaimed, shaking her hand. Jungkook got up from his spot on the couch and sat on the floor next to her. He reached for the lighter and motioned for her to press the bowl back to her mouth. After a slight moment of hesitation, she did so. He carefully lit the lighter and held it against the green packed substance in the bowl of the pipe. She breathed in, letting the smoke slowly warm her lungs, until she couldn't take it and tapped jungkooks hand with her free one. She cleared the pipe and held in the smoke. She could feel slightly more relaxed and her body became weightless in a sense. She was no longer nervous that jungkook was so close to her. She passed the bowl to Bennet who was next and firSt in the rotation. She turned, thanked jungkook. "I told you I'd watch out for you." He winked, making her heart flutter as if a whole tree shook off its fall leaves in preparation for winter, but in her heart. The effect he had on her showed, she wasn't a light weight so she still had thought about that fact.

Clarissa stood up and began doing the pool cheer off cheer. Her form waoff and she was making everyone laugh and clap at the same time. She made the movie entertaining even for the guys and it had just begun. "Delilah… you know the movie? Explain why you're laughing and not here doing it with me?" Clarissa paused the movie, taking her hit as she stood next to the tv in the large living room. Bennet let out a loud cackle, "okay rissa, maybe not everyone watches it a billion times?" The other two guys laughed.

The overall environment was comfortable and welcoming, and with the help of medicating, she felt comfortable enough with her friends to finally admit one thing about her life. Sure, Clarissa and Bennet already knew most of the dark stuff that happened to Delilah in her past, but they hadn't known she used to cheer.

"Your form is off," Delilah laughed. Clarissa flicked her brow up, "what do you know about form? I cheered all four years of high school!" Delilah nodded, "fair enough. Try… cheer competition squads since the age of 3, working through fundraisers to pay her dues to stay on the squad." Clarissa opened her mouth widely smiling, "no way! Girl, you HAVE TO DO THE CHEERS WITH ME! " she squealed in a high pitched voice. The guys in the room all agreed and took turns pleading at Delilah. They saw it as entertainment. Delilah shook her head. She wasn't sure she wanted to be that vulnerable just yet.

"If you do this, RM, Bennet and I will do one cheer of choice," Jungkook pleaded, gripping Delilah's arm gently pulling at her like a child. She huffed out a sigh, how could she pass that up? "Fine, hand me the bowl. I'm too sober to do this, " She threw the lighter to jungkook who quickly lit the bowl for her. After a second of letting the medication kick in, she felt loose in body, mind, and soul. She pushed herself up off the bean bag chair and stood next to Clarissa after kicking her shoes to the corner. Thankfully, they lived on the first floor so no one would complain. The guys clapped and began the movie.

Delilah and Clarissa began cheering every cheer to the movie, while the guys watched laughing hysterically and occasionally impressed. "Alright I did it, " Delilah plopped down on the bean bag after the credits rolled. Clarissa pulled jungkook, Bennet and RM all up from their spots one-by-one.

"I'm thinking the pool cheer off. I'd love to see our guys prance and dosey doe," Clarissa quoted from the movie. Delilah nodded vigorously. "Hop up there guys you have 10 minutes to practice while D and I go to her apartment to put her pieces away, " Clarissa informed, throwing Delilah her shoes back, putting on her own adidas. Delilah grabbed the box on the counter and they exited to Delilah's apartment. The air was significantly fresher than the apartment they were just in. She didnt have decorations so even though it was the same floor plan, hers looked bigger.

Delilah placed the box in her kitchen cabinet and looked out on her open balcony. Tuck was laying down enjoying the afternoon sun. "Tuck can come inside if he wants. I bought a water bowl about a month ago for when he's over on my porch," Delilah pointed to the door, pulling her phone our of her pocket. "What a mess this cheer will be, " Clarissa laughed, peaking over the railing to her apartment. "Oh god," Delilah complained. Her phone was filled with texts from Tim. He wanted her to cover the dinner rush as soon as the lunch rush was over. Apparently the other waitresses were going to some party at UCF. Tim always let the other waitresses ditch as much as they wanted, because the diner was never too busy for one person to handle. It was in a part of town that the tourists never went, because it was opposite side of the theme parks. The other waitresses also allowed Tim to grope them and even play into it. They were around the same age as Delilah, but both were in college while Delilah dropped out of community college to move back. So, whenever they didn't want to work, Tim brought in Delilah. She needed this job so she always obeyed.

"I guess you're going to have to enjoy the cheer alone. I have to head back to work," Delilah threw up her hair quickly while explaining to Clarissa, who followed her to her room as Delilah changed back into her uniform. "Heather and Maddy are going to another party?" Clarissa asked, anger surrounding her usually peppy voice. Delilah nodded, pulling her poodle skirt and matching white shirt back on.

"It's not fair. The way he treats you. He shouldn't be harassing anyone of you but the fact the other girls let him so they still get paid to ditch?" Clarissa rambled. Delilah could feel the rage in the room as if it were fog. Delilah placed her hands on Clarissa's bony shoulders as Clarissa sat on Delilah's bed. "Honey, it's why I can afford this apartment, my car, bills, and still have some money left I save up for an annual pass to the parks. Tonight's shift tips should get me just enough to buy one on Monday," Delilah reassured her friend. "Come by for dinner if you're too afraid he will act up. Foods on me, " She convinced Clarissa. As Delilah grabbed her purse Clarissa followed her out the front door, holding tucks collar. "Fine. We will drop by later. I'm bringing the guys. You're high as a kite though so… be careful okay? " Delilah nodded once and made her way to work. Being high the traffic didn't bother her so much.

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A/N

I'm loving this so much. I have so much planned. Please leave comments on where I can improve, what you love, and what you want with the story!

-T

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twriteskpop · 4 years

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ADRENALINE (Jungkook AU x OC )

The silence of Delilah's apartment was the welcome letter to the thoughts penetrating her sleepless mind. Between work and the drama she had escaped from not too long ago, she had plenty to think about. However, Delilah was tired of letting the poisonous brain seep into every gyrus her brain had. A year ago she would have just smoked marijuana and used that as a sort of pest control for trauma. She'd given that up after she moved back to Florida, calling it a cleansing. 392 days of the protruding thoughts finally caught up to her. Tempted by her neighbors that she grew close to, she held strong. They had offered her the green substance many times considering they were never sober, except in slumber. The neighbors reminded Delilah of Dank and Dabby from the Netflix series Disjointed. They were always high on marijuana, were comical, but had hearts of gold. They lived in the apartment beside her and were friendly with her from the day she moved in, 392 days before.

Delilah was strong, but even Superman had his weakness. Superman had kryptonite, Delilah had her thoughts. She needed them to go away even for a brief period of time.

Delilah pushed the salad bowl off of her lap and onto the coffee table. She picked up her phone and began texting her neighbors. Instantly, she got a response. Bennet and Clarissa were two kind hearted people who became two of the only people Delilah could call friends and they were well aware of this, so they kept an eye out for her. This included always being available to talk.

It was no shock to Delilah as her phone buzzed and Clarissas name popped up on her screen. She clicked open her phone and read the grey bubble: Hey D! Btw, our dog climb over to ur balcony again? Delilah pushed herself off of the couch and walked over to her sliding glass door. For what seemed to be the tenth time this month, the golden Retriever had been laying on her empty balcony, enjoying the cool weather. The balconies were connected by one wall that was waist high for a 5'3 person. It may have not been the best architecture but she didn't expect any less for how cheep the rent was. Delilah reached over the wall and knocked on the glass door. Clarissa came walking out eating what looked to be a triple chocolate chip cookie. Delilah smiled at her taller friend and pointed to the ground, "Tuck likes my balcony more, apparently." Clarissa finished the last bite of her cookie and asked for Delilah to meet her in the breezeway.

Delilah beckoned Tuck inside her apartment and out the front door where Clarissa had been waiting. Tuck sat beside Clarissa as she spoke, "thanks girl. We have some cookies we made, some without… you know, we made those ones just for you. We were going to bring them in the morning but then you texted. Speaking of, what did you need?" Delilah took a deep breath and smiled up at her neighbor, she must have just retouched her bright red hair because it looked more like a fire truck on this day, than ever before. "I would actually like one of the special cookies. And a number… to your supplier. If that's okay?" Clarissa flicked a brow up at her in suspicion.

"You a narc now?" She scrunched her perfectly arched brows. Delilah shook her head, letting out a slight chuckle, "I'm starting to forget why I quit in the first place." Clarissa frowned and pulled out her phone. She typed frantically and Delilah felt a buzz in her pocket. "Thanks," Delilah smiled. Clarissa went inside her own apartment and put the dog inside, returning soon after with a Tupperware bowl of cookies.

"The wrapped ones are the special. We were about to start a movie if you wanted to come over?" Clarissa informed, leaving her apartment door open just enough for them to enter. However, Delilah was exhausted and had an opening shift at the diner so she politely declined. She walked back into her apartment, placing the cookies on the counter, unwrapping the marijuana one and went to lay down. The cookies smelled rich of cocoa and were soft at the first bite. She could hardly taste the thc, which means it was very well made, and with every bite she felt like her tongue was sitting in a bath of chocolate. It was heaven.

Clarissa and Bennet were Delilahs first friends when she moved back, and became like family over the year. They hung out multiple times a week and always did favors for each other. She knew she could pay for the cookies in dog sitting later.

It took twenty minutes of mindless scrolling through Instagram for the thc to kick in and slowly, and quietly, she fell asleep.

For the first time in months, Delilah woke up to the sound of her bird song alarm without wanting to throw her phone through the glass window. She woke up refreshed. She sat up from her bed, walked over to her shower and began getting ready for the day. She works in a 50's style diner with a perverted boss named Tim, so her uniform was a short poodle skirted dress, 50's style shoes, and hair in a high pony with a matching bow. It was a cute uniform, but the sexual harassment that came as an accessory was not.

She got into her yellow '67 Volkswagen Beatle and drove the thirty minutes to work, without the touch of dread she normally had about going to work at six in the morning.

The roads were empty, and so was the parking lot. Only three cars were in the employee spots, including hers. She felt some relief that the chef was beside the owners car, this would mean Tim wouldn't be able to harass her too much this morning.

She walked into the checkered, from wall to floor, diner. She was greeted by the familiar smell of coffee, maple bacon, and sweet pancakes. She punched in her ID number on the tablet in the back, then made her way to the front of the kitchen, tying her apron around her waist. She knew Tony was going to be in his usual spot at the grill, working on making plates for the staff before opening at 6:30. Tony was a tall, buff, Italian man who had a thick new york-italian accent. His hair was gelled back and he fit every stereotype anyone could think of when it comes to an Italian-american, which he would gladly tell anyone.

Tony passed her a plate, smiling per usual. "You have so much energy in the morning. I'm envious," Delilah smiled, pulling a fork from the tray. She bit into a dry pancake, savoring the natural sweetness. She then moved on to a slice of bacon before hitting start on the coffee machines. Tony glanced at her with a side-eye, "someone's actually eating the food I make for her? Is the world ending? I better tell ma!" Delilah poured herself a cup of coffee and lifted a brow at him, "Tony, I eat." He chuckled, shaking his head while flipping the linked sausage, "I have known you for… what? A year now? You take baby bites of everything and say you're full. Ma says you're tryna be skinny when I tell her all about it. It hurts my feelings you know? You're a beautiful lady! Thin as a twig I'd say-" He was rambling, but cut off by Tim walking through the swinging black kitchen doors. "Open in five," The blonde, heavyset man in his late 30's smiled at the sight of Delilah, "hey hot stuff. Mrs. Marigold is already at her table. Coffee." Delilah brushed off the comment and poured the sweet grey haired woman a cup of coffee. She was a regular, so Delilah knew she would want exactly three spoons of sugar and a splash of sweet cream.

The hours of the morning shift had passed and Delilah was soon to be off work. Tim was full of inappropriate remarks and gropings per usual, making this day just like any other. When she got off work, she climbed into her Volkswagen and pulled out her phone. She opened the message from Clarissa the night before.

Delilah hesitated as she copied and pasted the number into her text message bar. Being medicated last night made sleeping easier, and even boosted her mood this morning but it made her feel numb. Being numb had it's ups but it caused a lot of downs prior to her decision to quit. Sure marijuana stopped her from thinking and it wasn't a heavy drug so she could still have mild thoughts, but some things she should have thought about, she impulsively did because she was high. However, smoking was more responsible than drinking because she was able to think and could remember everything. She hasn't ever been a real drinker, but people close to her were and she would tell you that she's seen people worse off drunk, than high.

After ten minutes had passed of just staring at the screen, she began typing the number, making her final decision.

Hello, I got your number from Clarissa S. Can you meet today?

Her engine roared to life and she shifted her gear into drive. The radio was softly playing today's pop hits from Spotify linked to her phones Bluetooth. The Orlando afternoon traffic was irritating to most people, but she had no where to be except home. So as she drove, weaving in and out of lanes, letting tourists with out of state plates pass her at any opportunity, she began to think of the bad decisions she made by simply being high. Numb to dumb, as she called it several times. She had never done anything criminal, but definitely ended up in several dangerous situations. It was not enough to get her to change her mind now. She enjoyed the sleep she got and Tim's harassment had not bothered her too much today, all because of the sleep last night. It was a butterfly effect she wanted to feel again.

As she pulled into the parking lot of her apartment complex, she heard the phone ping in the passenger seat. She parked in her usual spot, next to the stairs of her building, and reached to read the notification.

I can meet in 15 min at Bill Fredrick park. Text me when you get there. First time meetings are in public. See you then. JK

------------------- A/N I'm so happy to be back. I've been writing on a different account and I've definitely improved. 😌 PLEASE Leave feedback if you want! I love tips too! I have big plans for this.

-T

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