Beep

By Daryl Brunt, Feb 26th, 2007
mad_flava@hotmail.com

This novel, though based both on factual and fictional events and characters is not intended to offend, but to merely show insight to the lives of drug dealers, thugs/players and the like and their attitude and ideas about certain things. It does no way reflect on the author’s own belief’s but merely tells a story like any movie or book does, but prefers to take a raw, graphic truthful approach. That includes sex, drug use, crime, violence and any other such issues that may arise. Thank you.

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[The italics at the beginning are one person telling another a story from history, like a soap-opera flashback]

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Chapter1: Tuesday

Beep! Number busy, James looked down glaring at his mobile, “fuckin' bitch” he mouthed to himself, “if you think you can avoid me your confused”.
Searching through his phone book he looked intently, “where’s that damn house number” continuing his one to one conversation, “ahah, got it”.
Ring Ring, Ring Ring!

“Hello” the voice sounded distant, such a childish voice, “can I help you?”
“Yeah Tarryn, put that sister of yours on please”
“Ok, who may I say is calling?” replied Tarryn
“Tell her its Paul, you know her boyfriend, can’t you recognize my voice anymore”
“Sorry eh, I’ve got a head-cold, Jenine's been smoking in our room again…”
“Yeah, yeah” said James cutting her off, “hurry up eh, I don’t need to hear your life story”
“Fine, be that way”

Tarryn put the phone down and a few minutes later Jenine picked it up, “hey baby, missed you, when you coming…”
“Fuck you bitch, why you have to talk shit all the time, just because your man can’t take reality doesn’t mean you have to drag me into his issues and spread this shit” exclaimed James.
“Look, I’m sorry eh, I didn’t mean to…”
“Don’t fuckin’ apologise to me, forget it your just a stupid slut, and here I though we were friends, what a waste of my time” Roared James hanging up the phone call at the finish.

“And then what happened…”
“Well Paul and I were on the same team so…”

“Pass me the damn ball for god-sake, you trying to lose this game?” questioned James.
“Whatever, if I see you open obviously Ill drop it off won’t I?” stated Paul, glaring at the ground.
“Like hell you will”, muttered James, “hasn’t happened in the 1st 2 quarters why would you start now”

“The game continued, we were losing bad eh, I think about 15 points, enough was enough”
“That’s messed up, what happened after all this?”

“PASS! Me the ball” Shouted James from the arc, “For fuck sake are you blind?”
“Timeout, oi ref, timeout!” exclaimed Michael, “You two, this is bullshit, what’s going on”
“Fuck you, he knows what’s going on” said Paul pointing at James.
“Haha, don’t tell me your still cut over that shit” laughed James, “get over it seriously, it was before you”
“Fuck you seriously, you ain’t shit, I can’t believe you forced her to do that” roared Paul
“Oh I see, that’s what that sluts being saying, I forced her? Haha, wake up you fool, just because your bitch sucked my dick you got to go an’ have a cry? Fuck you, this was before you even knew her and ain’t no way in hell I ever forced her, ask her Girl, in fact ask everyone she did it of her own free will, I had my chance with her and kicked her to the curb instead, wake up you dumb fuck”

“You serious? You said that, didn’t he get all angry and shit?|
“Yeah of course he did, but fuck him, he’s nobody to me, just because his girl chose him second instead of having me, it ain’t my problem”
“Haha, I know baby, she wanted you, so what next?”
“Then he tried swinging, was a funny sight eh, except the rest of the team jumped on him, anyway, fuck that story and fuck him, that was a few years ago. I’m over that” said James looking over at Michelle who was sprawled half across him with the rest of her over the bed they were relaxing on.
“So baby, was she any good?”
“Any good at what?” laughed James watching Michelle’s hand trail up and down his stomach, her manicured fingernails dragging slowly.
“You know…”
“No baby I don’t, you know I’m all innocent”, teased James, “how about you show me”
“No, you know I don’t like that…”
“Well how the fuck you suppose to be better than her, when you acting all shy all the time?”
“Fuck you, you asshole” glared Michelle trying to untangle herself from him.
“Nah baby, fuck you” grinned James, pulling Michelle back up onto him and dragging his hand up the front of her panties, pressing against her clit. “You know, your real cute when your angry” Laughed James, kissing Michelle’s lips forcefully “Let me go…” squirmed Michelle
“Haha, you wish” replied James, a dominant undertone creeping in, with that final comment chopping off all conversation he suddenly stood up and carried all 51kgs of the kicking and squirming, squealing mess to the bathroom, where he dropped, in a un-ceremonial like manner, Michelle into the shower and then turned on the cold-tap full and stamped off down the hallway.
“Fuck you!” screamed Michelle, “that shits fuckin’ cold” her voice bouncing along the corridor between the bedroom and lounge.
“Sorry baby, I can’t hear you” replied James, turning up the sound on his stereo, “What was that? You Love me?” he laughed as The Games voice and the bass-line kicked in. ‘stupid bitch’ laughed James to himself
He then sat down, stretched out and relaxed, eyes closed, letting the music flow through him, feeding his senses as the subwoofer bounced slightly on the floor.

SPLASH! “What the Fuck” burst out James, sitting up, soaked from the chest up, eyes registering.
“Fuck you, haha” laughed Michelle in a cheeky expression, “don’t ever call me a bitch again” mop-bucket in hand running away semi naked.
“That’s it your dead” glared James getting up from his seat, “Your lucky this shits leather”.
He then walked towards the room, undressing as he went, “least I didn’t have those new boots on, then there’d be hell to pay”.
“Where are you?” he half yelled, pulling his singlet over his head and undoing his belt, letting his jeans full down. There was no reply, “I said where are you?”
“Why?” came the reply, “What you gonna do to me? Its not like you can kill me, haha” came a giggle from the bathroom.
“We’ll see about that” muttered James turning the corner into his ensuite, “Damn! Now why you gotta be like that?”
Michelle was bent, in such a way that her mother would slap her, over the bathroom bench, grinning in the mirror back at him, rolling her hips and wiggling her pert ass like she was up in the club, “Gotta be like what baby? Still wanna kill me?” sliding her index finger into her mouth and slowly biting the tip, lips closed around it.
James looked at the ceiling, as if in prayer, then moved up behind Michelle, losing his boxers somewhere along the way, “You know baby, you have the hottest ass” he grinned, leaning down and lightly kissing each of her ass cheeks, biting softly, then dragging his tongue up her spine to her neck, biting and running his fingers up her sides as he reached her nape.
“I know I do baby, and I know you love it, don’t you, Oh God yeah baby that’s the…” her voice trailed off and became a soft whimper as his finger bumped against her clit, then twisted it gently rocking left to right. James then moved up behind her and guided himself inside, the smack of his body against her was drowned out amongst the music echoing around them as the CD changed and 50c started blaring ‘Candy Shop’ down the hallway, as Michelle rolled her hips in unison to the tempo of the song back against his body, and the song drifted around James’ apartment.

Having somehow made it from the bathroom to the bedroom James passed out sprawled face down across his bed, Michelle sleeping across his arm cutting off the circulation.

* * * *

Ring Ring! Ring Ring! “Fuck where’s my phone, oi get off my arm for god-sake, you seen my phone” muttered James ½ asleep, “Fuck”
The muffled ringing was coming from where his pants had fallen earlier, “Woman! Get off my arm” said James, pushing Michelle off him and moving quickly to pull his phone from his pocket. “Fuck!” he exclaimed as it stopped ringing.

“Random missed calls” he muttered again, as he looked across at the still sleeping Michelle. “Hey who’s this?” he spoke in a sleepy voice into the phone, having dialed the number.
“Its Steve, you fool, what you doing sleeping at this time of day, wake up” came the sharp reply, “We on for tonight?”
“Tonight, yeah, hey, what day is it? Shit its Tuesday, sorry man, uni’s been taking my attention eh”
“Uni or that slut Michelle you mean?” came the mocking reply
“Fuck you, you know it ain’t like that, she just likes cock and doesn’t spend my cash” glared James waking up from his stupor. “What time tonight?”
“9 o’clock”
Ok 9, usual place eh, what’s the time now by the way”
“8.40!”Laughed Steve through the phone
“Fuck, ok ok, ill shower and leave, nah forget it, ill just dress and leave” Said James hanging up the phone.

“Michelle, where are my car keys?” questioned James to the semi sleep form
“MICHELLE! Where are my keys?
“Ho..w t..he f..u..ck sho..u..ld I kno…” came the mumbled reply
“Because you drove my freakin’ car today”
“Um..m, I thi…n..k they on th..e, um..m, on… th.e..”
“Forget it, stupid bitch! Ill find ‘em myself”

Five minutes later saw James sitting in his car glaring down at his empty registering fuel gauge, “that little Asian bitch, where the fuck did she go? Better hope I can start this at least”
*Sound of engine trying to start*
*sound of engine started*
“Thank God for that, hopefully I can at least get some fuel” bitched James listening to his engine turn over while leaning forward to switch his stereo on…

‘S.O.S. please someone help me.
It's not healthy... for me to feel this way
Y.O.U. are making this hard, I can't take it, see it don't feel right
S.O.S. please someone help me’

“What the fuck” as Rihanna’s voice bounced around his car, “Fuckin’ MICHELLE!” he yelled as he threw his car into 1st gear and the freshly ejected CD out the window.

* * * *

“Where the fuck have you been” Steve bitched as he jumped into the passenger seat
“Long story, don’t ask”
“Michelle?”
“Michelle”
Silence took over for the next few minutes as James glared at the speedometer, taking his frustrations out on his gearbox until Steve snapped him out of his anger by saying “watch the gear changes for god-sake, you trying to ruin your car over that bitch”
“Yeah thanks man” replied James relaxing back into his seat, “who’s this shit for anyway? New customer or what?”
“Yeah, new customer, some Chinese guys, you should get along” laughed Steve flicking a switch and letting the passenger window down, “Given how much you love Asian pussy and fried rice”
“Fuck you, nothing wrong with fried rice” grinned James dumbly, “and besides I never seen you turn away any pussy before”
“Haha yeah, yeah, I suppose, anyway lets get to this spot and get this shit over and done with, you know I hate carrying this much gear around at any one time, oh, you got a lighter I lost mine” Steve questioned examining the glove-box in now open in front of him.
“You can’t fucking smoke in my car!” James interjected as Steve found a small lighter.
“Too late” Steve laughed lighting the cigarette and sitting back while leaning his left arm out the car.
“Fuck, fine, fine, just don’t get that ash on my car”

With that comment James dropped it back into third and weaved around the surrounding traffic, picking up speed as he deftly switched gears and motioned for Steve to chuck another CD in the slot.

* * * *

“Almost there” mentioned Steve, “Slow down eh, don’t want to miss the turn off”
“I hate this neighbourhood, its got the worst lighting, gives me the shivers”
“Haha, the shivers, a tough drug dealer like you, fuck you make me laugh” grinned Steve playfully. “Pull in here, this is the spot” pointed Steve to a dark car-park as James switched his lights off and eased his car up the drive-way.
“Where are they?” wondered James out-loud
“No clue, but they should be here shortly” replied Steve

As they sat there waiting windows partially down, the noise of a car stereo broke the silence. “What the fuck? Ice addicts? I thought you said these guys were dealers, not idiots” muttered James as a red 90’s release Supra turned into the car-park, neon lights glistening from the underbody, “Fuckin’ fools! Lets get this over and done with, they so fuckin’ noisy everyone knows we’re here”

Steve got out of the car and walked towards the supra as the driver wound the driver down, “You got the cash?”
“You got the gear?” came the broken English reply.
“Of course, ½ an Oz eh, 3200”
“2900”
“What the fuck do you mean 2900, we agreed to 3200, that’s the price”
“Well things change, I only got 2900” which came out sounding rather nasal
“Fuck you then, forget this shit, I’m leaving”
“Man I need this shit, my boy’s were counting on it, come on man, 2900”
“Nah fuck you, what do I look like, a charity? I’m out”
“Hold up, hold up, ok, ok how about the 2900 cash, and 25 pills, green fish eh, that’s like 3500 together”
“Let me check with my boy” replied Steve, in obvious annoyance as he walked towards James.
“Can you move 25 pills by the weekend?”
“25? Haha I could move 250, yeah I suppose, just hurry up these guys seem fuckin’ dodgy”

Steve ran back over to the supra and sorted out the rest of the deal, then ran back to the car.
“Hurry up and leave eh, that chink in the backseats got some evil look in his eye”
“Yeah no doubt” James revved his engine, letting the clutch up and moved forward down the driveway and onto the side street. “Lets at least put some distance between us and them, fuck you know I hate it when I get stuck dealing with these dodgy addicts”
“Haha, don’t stress, fuckin’ crybaby” laughed Steve as the car-park grew ever more distant.

* * * *

“Oi stop by macca’s will you”
“Macca’s? Fuck that place, I thought you were on a diet you fat bastard?” replied James with a grin
“Yeah, I am, but I’m fuckin’ hungry, I didn’t eat like you”
“Nor did I”
“What you mean you didn’t eat, doesn’t that girl you got cook for you?”
“Sometimes haha”
“Yeah well, that’s your problem, right now, I’m hungry”
“Fuck you’re demanding” laughed James
“You should be use to it haha, considering you’re so whipped and all”
“Fuck you”

The McDonald’s drive through was crowded so they were forced to park up and walk in. “Damn queue, we won’t get fed at this rate”
“Nah don’t stress, see that short girl there, well me and her sister go way back, ill get you hooked up”
“Haha how far back?”
“Way back, anyway hold on”
“Yeah ok” replied Steve, who took the nearest vacant table. James returned a few minutes later and said “yeah it’s all cool, she’ll give you a free meal, then we can get out of here, I’m tired”
“Ha, tired or you want some pussy?”
“Tired, well…maybe a bit of both” laughed James

The McDonald’s waitress turned up a few minutes later with a tray full of food, and left without much of a comment.
“Damn that’s a lot of food” viewed Steve
“Yeah and its’ all for you, I don’t eat this shit” grinned James
“That’s ok, ill eat it all, not like ill get fat anyway, rock diet keeps me thin” laughed Steve
James sat there, gazing out the window watching the customers come and go and the rev-heads in the car-park try and show off to any girls that might be around, waiting for Steve to finish his food.

* * * *

James rolled up into Steve’s drive-way shortly before 12am and sat there letting his engine idle while Steve got out and grabbed his bag, making sure no-one was around in the near vicinity he through James a buddle of cash and a clear sashay bag filled with small green tablets.
“That’s your cut, and those tablets those damn chinks stuck me with are in there, get rid of at least 20 eh, I gotta pay some bills” Steve laughed with a grin.
“Bills, ha, is that what you call ‘em?” joked James, “yeah alright no trouble, Ill give you a call in a couple of days, if I don’t see you before, might play some pool or cards if your down with it”
“Sure give me a call or something, if I’m free” Steve said closing the door tight and moving away.

“Steve!” both James and Steve looked up to see Steve’s younger sister, Jenny, walking towards them, one of her girlfriends in tow. “Steve, can you take Maria home please, pretty please? She missed the bus and mum says to ask you”
“Nah, I can’t be bothered eh, besides I got no fuel, I’m sure if you ask James nicely he might drop her off” Steve looked at me and laughed, with that sort of ‘sucked in’ look on his face.
“Hmm” murmured Jenny, conferring with Maria. Getting bored with the process James revved his engine letting the throaty sound of the Integra engine bounce around the street.
“Quiet man, mum’s fuckin’ trying to sleep”
“Shit, sorry man. Decide girls. I’m tired and wanna go home eh” declared James.
“Don’t worry Maria, James is safe, I’ve known him since I was 8” James heard Jenny reply to Maria’s low spoken question.
“Yeah Maria” laughed Steve, “James won’t rape you so don’t stress”
“Fine, fine”, Maria finally spoken up, “Ok, ok relax, I’ll go with you”.

With that Maria got into the passenger seat previously occupied by Steve, shut the door and kissed Jenny’s cheek goodbye through the window. James then dropped his gears back into 1st and drove off.
“So where’re you from Maria?” James spoke as he turned onto the main street, “Hey wait a minute, where do you live?”
“I live in Midland, thanks so very much for dropping me home, I appreciate it so much, oh and I’m Greek” whispered Maria, in a somewhat sultry voice.
“Midland, damn! So far” exclaimed James looking out the window. “Fine, looks like I got no choice now”
“Thanks James, you’re so sweet” Maria replied
“So where’s your boyfriend? Why isn’t he picking you up?” asked James, taking in the view around him of Maria. Dressed in a short mid-thigh denim skirt and heels with a matching denim jacket and bright white halter top, she was a sight, he thought to himself, especially with those soft dark brown curls and big eyes.
“Umm, well him and I, we sort of on a break, I dunno eh, we going through a rough patch, I mean if I called him and asked him to come get me I know he would, but I don’t really want to see him right now” answered Maria
“Oh it’s like that is it” grinned James. “So how old are you?”
“Umm 17, why how old are you?”
“22, so you like driving fast Hun?” James asked as he turned onto the freeway and pressed the pedal to the floor, changing gears without the slightest pause.
“Yeah, sometimes. Why?” Maria’s eyes looked slightly scared as she glanced across at the dash and read the 150km/h reading as the car surged ahead gliding gently to about 180km/h, “Your car is fast”
“You like that?” James smiled as she laughed lightly, “Do you have your license?”
“Umm no, not yet, I mean I’ve done lessons but haven’t sat the test yet, why you going to let me drive? Haha” teased Maria as she relaxed more.
“Why not, you accelerate and steer and ill do the gears, and correct you now and then, besides it’s almost 1am, on a Tuesday, there’s no cars around to Midland” laughed James.
“Your crazy, but it’s your car” Maria giggled
James pulled up in the emergency lane and got out, shut his door and walked around to the passenger side; he opened it and motioned for Maria to climb over his gear-stick, getting a nice view of her young round ass as she did. ‘Nice’ he thought to himself.
“Hey I’ve got to take my heels off first, otherwise I can’t drive” Maria blurted out, lifting her leg up and accidentally giving James a nice view while she undid her left heel, which she handed to James, followed by her right. “Ok, now I’m ready, hey how do you adjust this seat?”
Instead of replying James leant across her and reached down between her legs and moved the lever, “This close enough?”
“Yes it is” Maria giggled as James moved back to his seat and got comfortable.
“You at least know how to start a car don’t you?”
“Of course, I’m not that dumb”
Maria turns the ignition and presses the clutch down, James slides it into 1st gear and feels his car jolt forward suddenly as Maria lifts her foot too fast and stalls it.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry” Maria cried.
“It’s ok, this time go slowly”
After another 4-5 attempts the car finally starts moving slowly but smoothly. “Ok babe, you can accelerate and at least get to fourth”
“Ok, I’m nervous”
“Just relax ok”
After another 10mins of slow driving Maria finally got the hang of it and felt more confident.
“James the steering is kind of heavy, can you help me?” Maria shyly asked, it was obviously hard given how short she was, squashed up against the steering wheel just to touch the peddles.
“Yes Hun, ill try” said James putting his hand at the base of the steering wheel
“Hey why is your hand there?” exclaimed Maria
“Because” James explained “Putting my hand there gives me the best control on the wheel ok” as his knuckles pressed against her skirt
“Umm ok then” answered Maria.

As the drive continued, James noticed Maria’s driving becoming slightly erratic and her breath changing. It was obvious to him that his knuckle was rubbing against her.
“Are you ok Hun?” He asked
“Sure, yeah, sure, umm, I dunno” was Maria’s response.
“Ok stop the car then and ill drive ok”.

Maria guided the car into the arm of the road and got out to get her breath. James then got out and walked around to her, “Are you ok?” he asked standing in front of her.
“Umm, yeah, I am” Maria softly said biting her lower lip and looking at James
As she turned to walk away James moved behind her and pressed her against the car, bringing his hand up her stomach and kissing her neck. “Please, don’t, oh God” Maria quivered as James other hand found her pussy and started stroking. He then felt her body pushing back against his as he kissed further down her neck and then spun her around and kissed her lips. With her mind still in a daze from the sudden rush and without any control James picked her up while kissing her and carried her to his bonnet where he pushed her face down and pulled her skirt quickly up, undoing his zipper he quickly pulled his cock out and her g aside, knowing her mind was teetering on reclaiming control from her body and thoughts of her boyfriend would quickly flood back, he pressed against her pussy and slammed into Maria deep while pulling her body back against him by her shoulders as she moaned in a muffled fashion “OMG” into the bonnet.
After the few initial thrusts her mind gave way to her body again and James could hear the “Fuck me, fuck me, oh my god, fuck me” echoing around the darkness and off the bonnet lid. James smiled pumping deeper then after about 5minutes pulled out and rolled her over onto her back, then looked down at her, “You want me inside you, don’t you baby?”
“Yes, fuck me please” Maria groaned staring up at James as he wrapped her legs around his waist.

Just as James went to slide back in he noticed a growing light in the distance from an oncoming truck, mouthing the word ‘shit!’ to himself he quickly pulled Maria back up off on the bonnet and into a seated position as the headlights engulfed the two of them, frantically pulling his boxers and jeans up with 1 hand, steadying Maria with the other.
“That was close” commented James to no-one in particular.
He took Maria’s hand and led her back around to the passenger seat and helped her in, and told her “Ill be right back” then shutting the door he trooped off into the bushes a few metres to empty himself. Making his way back to the car he reminisced on the nights events so far and thought to himself ‘this can only get better’ with a grin.

James’ car roared into life as he turned the ignition and turned back onto the ride, smiling inwardly he motioned for Maria to come a little closer, she did so, he then took her hand in his and placed it on his crotch, ‘Please don’t tell anyone, please, especially not Jenny, omg my boyfriend” she whispered, ‘Like I give a shit about your boyfriend’ James grinned to himself. “I’ve never done anything like this, never” she blurted out, as she rubbed slightly harder through James’ jeans, “I’m not like this, I’m a good girl”
“Don’t worry baby, it’s our secret, stop stressing and relax”.
James smiled and leaned down and kissed Maria’s lips while accelerating along the road, then guiding the car with his knee he reached down and undid his zip and let his cock slide into view, moving Maria’s hand across it.
A few moments later Maria was milking her hand up n down while James’ hand stroked the front of her panties, he motioned with his left hand for her to get up on her knees and lean across him “You sure?” She asked
“Yes baby, I’m sure, don’t stress I won’t crash, besides remember, it’s out secret”.
Maria let out a cute girlish giggle and leaned forward wrapping her lips around James as he took the corners with abandon, his concentration divided. ‘This bitch is hooked’ James murmured to himself.
“Wha..t di.d you s..a..y?” came Maria’s garbled reply
“Nothing baby, nothing at all” James answered pushing her face down slightly, “That’s it baby, keep going, that’s it”
Beep Beep! Beep Beep! Maria suddenly pulled her head up banging it against the steering wheel as she did “Ouch” Beep Beep! Her bag vibrated against the seat its ring-tone set low, “Shit that’s my mum” she gasped finding her breath. She fumbled for her bag, Beep Beep! “Mum, yeah, I know, yeah, ok ok, I’ll be home soon, missed the bus, look sorry” James grinned at the one sided conversation
“You in trouble?”
“Yes, it’s almost 2am, shit I’m busted” Maria glared pulling her skirt down and straightening her clothes back out, “Where’s my heels?”
“In the back, you’ll have to lean over” James laughed
Maria leaned over to get them and James conveniently took one last opportunity to spank her round ass lightly.
“Ow” Maria groaned

They rounded the corner and continued down the dark street. “That one” Maria pointed, “No that one with the white gates” as James drove past it.
“Shit sorry” he muttered as he reversed back up the road to the drive-way. “So we catching up sometime?” he asked as Maria got out of the car, shut the door and stood beside the car.
“Hmm, maybe, I don’t know, I’ve got a man”
“Yes baby you do, we won’t tell, besides don’t you want me against you hunni?”
“Umm, yes, I mean, I dunno, I guess so, I dunno”
“Well then call me” James teased through the window as he reversed into her driveway to turn around. “You’ve got my number”
“No I don’t” Maria replied biting her lower lip in hesitation.
“Here” James handed her a business card after rummaging through his glove-box. “Don’t ask, it was a joke, but the details are still right.”
Maria smiled and put the card in her handbag and waved good-bye, mouthing ‘thank you’ as James hit the pedal and turned his car back in a semi circle as he took off down the dark road, leaving Maria standing there looking at the fading tail-lights.

* * * *

James headed down the highway back towards the city, he watched the lights in the distance getting closer and closer as he thought to himself how interesting and unexpected his night had turned out so far. Beep! Beep!
“Damn it, at this time of night?” James mumbled to himself looking at his dash to make out the 2.27am reading while he fumbled for his phone in his jeans pocket, “16 missed calls and 7 msg’s, Whoa, I’m loved, addicts never sleep!” James remembered he had forgotten to switch his phone back from silent earlier. He pressed read and read down the latest msg displayed on the screen.

‘Sup man, any snow up where u are? tryin to get a ski trip oganized all nite, but every1 2 tired, get back 2 me if u still awake’

James grinned to himself, ‘Robbie you funny bastard, fuck this msg is a classic I’m saving this one’, he hit the dial key and pressed the phone to his ear listening to it ring, Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring! A sleepy voice finally picked up. “Hello…who’s that?”
“It’s James you idiot, why you msging me if your asleep?”
“Nah man, I’m not sleep, just resting my head, you got anything for a headache?” came the semi comatose answer.
“Yeah I do, not much left eh, but I got something that might help your head, oh got some fish as well”
“What colour eh? Not red? They so shit!”
“Nah green eh”
“Green…they was the best, yeah come past I’ll see how bad my headache is first”
“Yeah ok” James responded hanging up and dropping his phone on the passenger seat next to him in one motion then turning his stereo up a notch he turned off the next exit and headed towards the south side.

* * * *

As he got closer to Robbie’s house James decided he’d better give him a call and see if he was still awake. Ring! Ring! Ring! “Hello…”
“Yeah be there in 5mins, just checking you hadn’t fallen asleep or something”
“Nah man, its cool, I’m awake, ill wait for you outside eh, dim your lights or some shit, the missus is asleep.”
“Yeah, no drama” replied James, “Be there soon”.
“Yeah cool, see ya then” Robbie responded as James heard him hang up.

James drove at a slightly slower pace, not wishing to attract attention, having entered the back end of Cannington so late, it was times like these he thought to himself, that he wished his car was just a little bit quieter. Turning up a side street he came to an intersection where he stopped for a minute or two, cursing himself for forgetting the directions to Robbie’s “Damn it, this left or the next? Hmm, I guess Ill try this one”
He turned left and headed down the next street, “Oh yeah ok I remember, the vacant lot” he spoke out-loud in a low tone as he cruised along the road, “next right” he grinned as the directions came back to him.
Taking the next right he stopped a few houses up from Robbie’s and turned his lights off, reaching down he picked up his phone and pressed re-dial, before the call connected however he heard a low tap on his passenger window, looking across he could make out through the limo-tint a form of a man, presumably Robbie, so he lowered the window slightly.
“Took your fuckin’ damn time, didn’t you” came a voice
“Fuck you, I was in Midland” laughed James unlocking the door so Robbie could jump in.
“What were you doing in Midland? Drive down a bit eh there’s a deli at the end, been a lot of D’s around this area”
“Fuck you, why you telling me that now” glared James looking at Robbie
“Nah don’t stress eh, was a bust the other week ‘round the corner, but last few days it’s been cool”
“Fine, fine, lets just hurry up, I ain’t going to jail for this shit, how much you want?”
“Give me half a weight, and how much for those green lollies, 40?”
“Yeah 40’ll do” James said as he turned into the car-park of the corner store and stopped in the darkness near the beaten-up phone box. “Reach under your seat for me eh”
Robbie reached under the passenger seat and came up with a small bag with an off-white contents that he handed to James he took his wallet out and started counting bills as James took out the rock.
“Give me 5 lollies eh for the weekend, here’s the cash, $390 ok?” Robbie said slightly shaking as he handed James the money and took the 5 tablets and small sashay of rock, the withdrawal symptoms slightly evident to James. “You got a pipe?”
“Hell no, I don’t smoke that shit, so you wanna walk back or am I dropping you off” James questioned in obvious distaste at the idea he might have a pipe.
‘Nah man, don’t wanna trouble you anymore, ill walk back eh, sorry to ask, I should a known better” Robbie stammered
“Nah its cool man, just remember, I don’t smoke that shit” James laughed it off as Robbie got out of the car and shut the door, “Night man”

James drove down the car-park driveway and took off up the road, muttering to himself about how stupid addicts were and why they let themselves get so out of control.
The rest of the drive went by without much incident and about 10 minutes later James found himself turning into the driveway of his apartment complex. He waited with slight impatience as the complex gate gradually opened, then allowed his car to leap forward through the slight opening, almost taking his passenger window from the door. Chastising himself out-loud for his almost stupid mistake, he reverse parked his car then sat there listening to the soft purr of the engine before switching it off, while he collected his thoughts about the night’s events.

After a few minutes of relaxing back into his seat he got out of his car, locked the door and made his way up the footpath, then climbed the stairs to the top floor, where he opened his front-door and walked into another world, a world created by chaos, mess was everywhere, the balcony door was swaying lightly in the breeze and if he hadn’t have known better he’d have sworn his house had been ransacked. Taking in the view in front of him, he could hear the sound of Carrie Bradshaw’s voice arguing back and forth with Samantha about some art gallery owner or something resonating around the lounge-room, moving to the left enough to the see the TV James noticed the box of Sex and the City DVD’s spread around the floor, an upturned champagne glass beside.

“Michelle…”he started to say then stopped himself, looking down at his watch he checked the time 3.20am. ‘Fuck I can’t be bothered with this shit”
He moved towards the bedroom locking the front-door as he went. Turning the light on in his room, he blinked as his eyes adjusted, ‘Where the hell is that girl?’, he turned back and noticed a figure sprawled along the couch covered by blankets, ‘haha drunk’ he laughed to himself, James then moved back towards the couch where he knelt and took the champagne bottle from Michelle’s hand and stood it on the floor before picking her up in his arms and carrying her drunk form to the bedroom, where he dropped her lightly and then undressed himself and fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter2: Daniel

James woke the next morning with the worst headache, the few hours’ sleep he managed to get seemed broken by constant thoughts spiraling around inside his mind, causing him to drift in and out of proper sleep. Rolling over, eyes still closed he reached out with 1 arm as if searching beside himself for Michelle’s body. Patting around the bed he finally opened his eyes to the empty space beside him and decided maybe it was better to get up than try and continue sleeping. He laid back for a few moments, gaining the strength to get up, through the bedroom door he could make out the faint tones of mid-morning TV, the salesman’s voice rising feverishly as he pitched the latest gadgets. ‘I need some more of those sleeping pills from the doctor, I think’ James thought to himself, After a minute or to James swung himself out of bed and made his way in a half-asleep fashion to the bathroom where he stripped and stepped into the shower, allowed the coldness to wash over him, visibly waking him up. James then leaned against the wall and closed his eyes trying to focus his mind through the migraine-like headache.

“So you finally decided to wake up did you?”
The voice came from the door way, as James mumbled something incoherent.
“Poor baby, didn’t you sleep well? Want mummy to give you a kiss” continued the voice, gaining sarcastic overtones as the sentence grew in size.
“Quiet, I’ve got a headache, this shits not funny” James coughed
“Ok, ok, sorry baby” Michelle smiled, “Want me to join you?”

James smiled to himself, knowing that Michelle had no idea how cold the shower actually was that he was in, and nodded in agreement, watching her strip he took the sights in, her small pert breasts, tiny waist with a set of flaring hips, and after all a killer ass. Stepping back he allowed her to step into the shower, James then hugged her to his body and stepped forwards taking them both under the cold spray.
“You motherfuk…” came the garbled, water logged scream as Michelle elbowed James’ stomach.
“Haha, that’s not how a lady talks” James laughed, grinning like a school boy he spanked Michelle’s ass lightly then being too tired to play-fight he stood there as she adjusted the shower to a more appropriate temperature. James leant down suddenly, his head in his hands as he squeezed against his temples massaging softly, doing anything to relieve the headache.
“Poor baby” Michelle murmured, “Is it really that bad?”
“No…I’m just faking it, of course it is” James answered sarcastically, his annoyance visible in his face.
“Sorry, maybe you need to take some headache pills”
“Yeah, when I finish showering”
“Will it help if I washed you?” teased Michelle, kneeling down, in front of James, at the same time, running her longer finger nails up his legs then dragging them down the back length of his legs, allowing the nails to dig in and bite against the muscle as they traveled.
James leaned back and pushed his hand against the wall, giving himself something to balance on as Michelle’s tongue teased up his inner thigh and her lips opened and circled themselves around his cock, sucking gently she dragged her nails back up his legs while James’ other hand found her wet hair and ran his fingers through it trying to enjoy the moment. After a few minutes though, James pushed her away.
“Your not helping, seriously…I feel so fucked up” James said
“Sorry baby” Michelle murmured, looking up at him from her knees, she knelt there watching him step from the shower, take a towel and walk into the bedroom before she stood up and continued her shower, washing her hair and soaping her body.

* * * *

Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! James got up from the chair he was stretched out in and went in search of his beeping phone.
“Michelle! You seen my phone anywhere?” James shouted from the bedroom
‘Umm…”
“Never-mind, I found it” James yelled back, finding his mobile in his jeans kicked halfway under the bed from the night before. Luckily his headache had cleared well enough for his mood to have improved. He took the phone from his dirty jeans pocket and pressed unlock and ‘Read’

Hey cuz, Its Jess… Daniels arrivin 2days from melb can u pick him up for me? I got no fuel?

James shook his head, “Damn family members” he said out-loud to himself, “Always wanting something”. Glaring across the room towards the bed James shook his head, then thumbed a quick reply.

Yeah yeah what time is he arriving? Do I have to drop him off to your house?

A few moments of waiting was all it took for the reply to come through.

8pm yeah at my house thanks lov ya xoxox

Annoying James thought, walking back outside to the lounge, looking around for Michelle he switched the TV back on and sat down.
“Michelle! I have to go pick up Jessica’s boyfriend from the airport later”
“Aww, but you were supposed to take me clubbing tonight…” Michelle whinged.
“Yeah I know but things change, you go with your girls and ill meet up later if I’m done with this in time” James answered, cutting off the debate.
“I can’t stand that bitch!” Michelle grumbled, “She always wants something”
“Yeah I know, but she’s family, and I care about her ok”

James sat down on the chair, throwing his phone onto the couch next to him and sat the wondering what other unexpected events may happen today, he gave up thinking after a few minutes and reached forward and switched his PS2 on and threw in the NBA Live 2005 disc and started concentrating on the saved season he was continuing.

* * * *
An hour or two went by, James playing intently when suddenly Michelle heard a “Fuck! Fuck!” James swore out-loud throwing the controller across the room.
“What’s wrong baby?” She asked opening the door and peeking her head around the bedroom doorframe, nail file in hand, the smell of nail polish removing fumes following her.
“Fuck! I fuckin’ lost” James fumed, swearing at the TV, “That’s what’s wrong”
“Baby, it’s just a game” Michelle grinned closing the door.
“Yeah well, that’s not the point, fuckin’ Minnesota, how the fuck did they beat me” James yelled, looking at the door and back to the TV as the cartoon celebrations annoyed him.
“I can’t hear you” Michelle spoke back.
“Whatever” James mumbled, leaning forward and reseting the PS2. Ten minutes he gave up and switched the TV back to television and sat back, closing his eyes and trying to sleep, until he heard the bedroom door open up again.
“Baby, does this look ok?” Michelle asked walking in front of the TV to get James’ opinion on what she was wearing.
“Where are you going?” James asked, raising one eye-lid.
“Shopping, get my nails done, coffee with Crystal, does this look good or not? Open your eyes”. Michelle ordered
James sat up further, looking up and down he appraised her clothing choice, as she turned around in little circles like a ballerina on a jewellery box. Michelle was dressed in tight navy blue low cut pedal-pusher jeans, and a white tied-up backless top, with 2 ½ inch or 3 inch white heels on, the wooden type with the stiletto tip, he couldn’t quite be sure, with her hair in baby-curls.
“Where the hell you going? Shopping or a date? James muttered, a jealous tone creeping in.
“Shopping, don’t look at me like that; I did my hair for tonight. If! Someone was taking me tonight they’d know that” Michelle retorted, flicking her hair as she stormed around the couch. Stopping at the side of the chair she looked down at James.
“Baby, can I have some money? Please?”
“What happened to the money from yesterday?” James looked at her intently
“Well, you know, I had to buy this skirt and…”
“Fine, fine” James interjected cutting Michelle off, ‘Here, $50 enough? Well it better be, I don’t have any cash on me”
“It’ll do, thanks baby” Michelle smiled, leaning down and kissing James’ mouth, teasing his tongue with hers. “Bye baby”

James sat there looking blankly at the TV, shaking his head slightly side to side, ‘always wants to spend money that girl, why she always gotta spend mine’ he thought to himself before reaching across to his phone and sending a few messages off to a select few people about the pills that came into his possession the night before.



To be continued….