Word-Hoard Version 3 Short Story

Word-Hoard Version 3 Short Story

Shattered glass and a dusty window, I notice that her fingernails are short and raw as If she has been biting them. Peering out into the street her body language gives me the impression that she is nervous. Quickly she shuts the window and looks back at me, eyes blood-shot and eerie.

“How much do you want?” She says as she fiddles through cabinets and couch cushions. Her nervousness makes me nervous, especially because I have never done this before.

“Um enough for two people, to do it once or twice” I stutter on the twice. I really have no idea how many times I am going to do this. Will this be my first and my last?

“Uh ok that will be 200”

I pull out my wallet and thumb through the dollar bills and hand it to her hastily. She motions for the chubby guy in the corner to get up. “Alejandro will get it for you, just a few minutes”. I nod and try and pull of a smile.

My eyes fixate on her. Her skin is pale and her dark hair and running mascara contrast her porcelain complexion almost in a perfect way. Undoubtedly she is gorgeous and I wonder how she got in to this business.

Alejandro returns and hands me a small plastic bag full of white powder. The girl with the dark hair says “well see you around” and I make my way for the door.

The hot sun hits me hard, the house was dark but the outside world is alive. Rushing to my car parked a block away I look around to make sure no one is in sight. It feels so dangerous and wrong to have something illegal in my possession. I shake off the feeling and put the car in drive. The engine starts up and the radio comes on, only about 5 miles until I get to their place.

When I come in the door both of them are on their Mac’s googling what they are about to do, what we are about to do.

Faith speaks up first “ Did you get it?” she exclaims.

“Yeah I got it” I say throwing down the little bag on to the coffee table.

Kara looks down at the powder for a second and then begins to explain. “ So according to this website we mix it with a piece of ice, heat it in a spoon with a lighter and then use the needle to extract it” She pulls three needles from her purse.

“So who wants to go first?” faith says. Shocked to hear my own voice I say “ I’ll do it”.

“Great” says Faith a little unsure “Kara you get the stuff ready in the spoon”. Kara nods in agreement. Faith mentions for me to take off my jacket and sit down. I sit down in one of her neon beanbag chairs and let my body feel its full weight. She ties the elastic above my elbow. “ Are you sure you want to do this?” she asks me one last time. “Yes I’m sure”

Kara hands her the needle and she flicks it a couple times. The tip of the metal is shiny and I close my eyes and feel the quick pain of the needle entering my veins suddenly my body is high and my heart is alive the world goes dim and I try to put my feelings into thoughts, but the only words that leave my lips are “ pearled eyes and tied tongue.