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Arriving to Scottie’s early in the morning around 8:00, I settle on the couch, while he brings over about 14 bricks of cocaine, setting them on the coffee table in front of us.
“Remember those two guys that wanted a bunch of cocaine at the ski resort? Well, this is how much they wanted and I’m giving you half of the cut because you brought them in,” he tells me.
“Fucking right on man, that is uplifting for sure, I had a rough night talking to Megan last night,” I say to him. I realize I’m upset at the whole thing with Megan, but yet I’m still around cocaine. I need to figure out what I want, just not sure if I really want to settle down and work at a relationship. That never was my intention this young, but she is a great girl and I enjoy seeing her and her kids.
“She gets upset with you about the cocaine using and selling?” Scottie asks.
“Yeah, she caught me doing it in the bathroom at her place and she was pissed at me and kicked me out. We talked things out last night. She really wants me to just get my head out of my ass I guess. We are just not going to see each other this week until your party.” I can only hope she’ll even want to see me.
“Yeah, she really doesn’t like games so I can see her point, just need to figure it out, man. I really need you helping me in the business but if she doesn’t like you in it, you better figure things out. Also, I’m going to need you to deliver this stuff to their house on your own, I have other places to drop some coke off to,” Scottie said to me.
“Fuck, all right. I can do that; they seemed like pretty chill guys, so hopefully no issues with getting the money from them.”
“You know the drill, carry your gun just to be safe. I am out of here though,” tossing a duffle bag Scottie says, “Pack everything in this bag, get the money first then leave the bag and everything with them.”
“Got it bro, is it cool if I help myself to some of the extra cocaine you have laying out on the table?” I ask
“Yeah man, go for it as much as you want; be like Scarface if you want!” he tells me.
Scottie walking out the door, I finish packing up the duffel bag with the abundant amount of cocaine. I can’t believe these guys want this much cocaine for a party, but hey, as long as we get money I don’t care what they do with it.
Lining up the extra powder Scottie left laying out on the mirror, I quickly take in four lines. Two to each nostril, getting that buzz I need for the day. Shortly after, I start getting the twitches, and the urge of restlessness. Grabbing the duffel bag, I head out the door to go make my delivery.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Hi there! I’m a mom and wife by day (and night), aspiring writer (in my dreams), and an avid reader (every day of the week). This is my little corner of the web to post about ALL things books. I live in Copenhagen, but I am a Canadian girl (born and raised) at heart.