What's your fix?

Dakota || Nineteen || Dealer

[mistletoe-mckinnon-blog]

“Okay well out of those theoretical options I think I’d rather you be arrested than die. You could like… I don’t know, stop?” Skyler knew it was D’s source of income but if it worried her this much, would it be so bad? She smiled into the device. “I’d visit you all the time, trust.”

[dakotafitz-blog]

“Honest to God, I’d rather die than go to prison. Aint no drugs or alcohol in prison, and I don’t wanna become some chick’s bitch, which means I need a bitch of my own, but I don’t want a bitch. I just don’t wanna be sober, and I want money.” Dakota shrugged, as if this was the most basic thing ever. “I’m not... stopping. Why would I stop?” She glanced around before hanging up unexpectedly, coming up on the other girl from behind. “You fucking better.”

[jaxbyers]

[ @dakotafitz ]

“And to think, we never got the chance to have a sleepover.”  Amelie snickers, but her eyes are filled with a sort of sadness.  She doesn’t know how Dakota and Remy left off, except that Dakota was pissed. Letting out a little sigh, the girl cocks her head to the side as she watches Dakota.  “You know you’re welcome to come over any time, right?  I’m sure I can loan you some airline miles.”

[dakotafitz-blog]

“I have a feeling you wouldn’t like a sleepover with me much anyway.” A Dakota sleepover was generally a recipe for anything stupid and illegal, especially drugs. Was Amelie even into that kind of stuff? She had never bothered to ask, and figured that it would be a waste of breath at this point anyway. They would never see each other after this. Clearing her throat, she shifted her weight awkwardly from one foot to the other before shaking her head. “Uh, thanks... But I don’t think that’ll happen. I’m no, y’know... exactly... on good terms with your brother. So I don’t... but thanks.”

[mistletoe-mckinnon-blog]

“Please do not end up being my second friend to go to jail, I’m going to have a very busy schedule coming to see you and everyone else.” Skyler rolled her eyes gently, completely serious though her tone sounded teasing. “I mean it, you better behave. If I’m not going to jail then you’re not. End of story.”

[dakotafitz-blog]

“I feel like it’s only a matter of time before I get arrested or killed or something, Sky. It’s not like I walk the straight and narrow or anything. I deal drugs that could be deadly. Hell, you saw what happened with Jackson Partington! It might just have to be me next.” Sure, her friend was trying to joke, but she just wasn’t in the mood. “Long as you visit me once and awhile...”

[dakotafitz-blog]

“I mean, I know it was a big thing, but like... they didn’t actually do anything. He almost did. And Joey didn’t even know we were a thing, so it should’ve been Remy that I punched out instead but...” Dakota took a deep breath, looking down at her shoes. “I love him. Loved? Thought I did? I don’t know. I think... I think I just wanted to be loved and... wanted so bad that I was willing to go through that just to feel like somebody actually cared.” As soon as he declined the pill, it was following the first one right down her throat. She swallowed them both dry, a skill that she had acquired many years ago, before poking at his shoe gently with her own. “Yeah, well... I’m a fucking idiot. I thought you knew that already. I’ll just... maybe I’m meant to be alone, y’know? Like... these things all gotta be signs or something, right?”

[tristenxpartington]

“No,” he responded bluntly, scooping in to take her cigarette, “It’s not worth the risk.” He didn’t need the money and people liked him well enough without his side job, “but don’t you think it looks a little suspicious that you’ve taken over after ratting me out? I think in the mob community I’d have just reason to put a hit out on you.” Not that he knew much about that kind of stuff, at least not outside of his favorite movies. “Oh, I see. So you’re doing this to protect idiot freshman? Yeah, okay. I don’t think there’s a standard when it comes to dealers, babe. No one gets into dealing because they have good intentions.”

[dakotafitz-blog]

Dakota didn’t protest as he took her newly lit cigarette out of her hands, just taking out and lighting a brand new one for herself. Sure, they had shared smokes plenty of times, but she just needed one to herself right now. He was agitating her and the nicotine helped calm her down. “Then why are you complaining? You left the business. I saw an opening and took it. And this is my only source of money, man. You know that. You really gunna be mad at me for surviving?” More backtalk. What had she taken that made her so ready to argue with the one person she’d allow to walk all over her whenever they wanted? “No- Money. And the good shits just an extra perk. I’m not- not with good intentions, Tristen! Jesus Christ, man! I just need the fucking money! And... I get discounts, sometimes. Good ones.”

[leia-organa]

[mistletoe-mckinnon-blog]

Skyler smiled a little sadly into the phone as she replied, impersonating Dakota’s voice very dramatically. “Of course not Sky-High I would NEVER leave you,” She paused, grinning at herself. “Not even for a dumb boy!” The brunette squinted in the dark at the figure nearing towards her.

[dakotafitz-blog]

Dakota snorted, shaking her head as she started walking again. All she really wanted to do was have a happy live with her friends and boyfriend and money, partying all the time with the few people that she cared about, but of course she couldn’t even have that. “Well I’m not leaving you, so... just make sure to visit me if I ever get sent to jail, yeah?”

[novaksallie]

[carsonxbot]

dakotafitz:

Dakota let out a breath that she wasn’t even aware of holding as he agreed to the Uber, holding out the phone for him to take. “Just put your address in and I’ll figure the rest out for you.” She wanted to say more, try to comfort him somehow, but that was never something she was very skilled in. He probably knew that from everything with his brother though. “Um- I’ll make sure it’s just you too, okay?”

Carson took her phone, slowly, and typed in the address. “It’s fine. You don’t have to-” He shrugged and handed her phone back, not sure what he was going to say next. “I don’t know, actually. But, thanks.”

[dakotafitz-blog]

Dakota nodded, finishing the rest of the Uber request and sending it in before putting her phone back in her bag. “I know, I know. You don’t have to thank me for anything, Carson. I just want to make sure you get back safe. Anyone who means something to Wyatt means something to me, so... just- I’m really sorry, man.”

[carsonxbot]

dakotafitz:

“You’d rather walk? Seriously?” Dakota asked, raising her eyebrows in disbelief. “I’d rather just order you an Uber than have you walk… God knows how far.” She glanced around, phone still in hand as she debated it. “I’m not- I’m just sorry. I don’t think- let me just order you the Uber, yeah? Wyatt would never forgive me if something happened to you on your way home.”

Carson was about to protest- he didn’t know what to say, he just didn’t want to see anyone who… Would try to talk. Or ask him about… All this. He knew it didn’t make sense, but he wasn’t trying to make much sense anymore. He shoved his hands in his pockets when he thought about Wyatt thinking about him. “Yeah, okay,” he sighed, nodding. “Call the Uber.”

[dakotafitz-blog]

Dakota let out a breath that she wasn’t even aware of holding as he agreed to the Uber, holding out the phone for him to take. “Just put your address in and I’ll figure the rest out for you.” She wanted to say more, try to comfort him somehow, but that was never something she was very skilled in. He probably knew that from everything with his brother though. “Um- I’ll make sure it’s just you too, okay?”

[mistletoe-mckinnon-blog]

Skyler allowed Dakota to go along with her small rant, staying exceptionally quiet. “Hm,” She hummed to herself, moving to stand away from the wall she had leaned herself against. “That’s probably the smart thing, I’m sorry he’s been an ass. Would you have really gone with him to France?” 

[dakotafitz-blog]

Dakota opened her mouth then closed it, debating on her answer to her friend’s question. Would she actually leave? Yes. But how would she put that in a way that wasn’t absolutely insulting to one of the only friends she had? “I... yeah, maybe. I mean... you know I don’t have many ties here, Sky. There’s like... literally 3. No family to miss me either. It’s just not... but he’s... and I just-“ She huffed and took another puff of her cigarette, closing her eyes for a second as she stopped walking. “What do you want me to answer?”

[tristenxpartington]

“And he’s just telling you about this now?” He scoffed, “that’s kind of fucked up.” Thanks captain obvious. “I’m not sure what you want from me. I’ve already told you he’s kind of a dick.” Tristen wasn’t winning any saint awards either but he never thought about hooking up with other girls while he was with Rhi. “He doesn’t want to break up but he doesn’t want you to go either?” If he even brought that up at all.

[tristenxpartington]

Tristen looked at Dakota with a baffled expression, “he’s kind of been a dick to you the whole time.” He wasn’t nice either. In fact, he treated Dakota far worse. But she had actually done something to warrant his actions. What excuses did Remy have? “I would have dropped his ass the moment he looked at that cheer… kid,” he chose his words carefully, substituting one for another, “but you’re "in love” or whatever.“ He thought Dakota was being a baby honestly. "Do you even want to go? He’s probably going to hook up with the first French whore he meets.”

[dakotafitz-blog]

“How do you think he’s been a dick this whole time? He’s only hurt me with the whole Joey thing... which wow I’m a fucking sucker for forgiving so fast!” Dakota glanced around before taking two small pills out of her purse, popping out before holding the other out in her hand for Tristen to take. “Well I’m not in love anymore. I’m gunna end it when he says goodbye before leaving.” She opened her mouth then closed it as he went on, shrugging. “I do, but I don’t. I’m not. It’s done. It’ll be Joey all over again, I know.”

[mistletoe-mckinnon-blog]

This caught the brunette’s attention, raising her head quickly, shocked. She squinted, glancing around for any sign of the raven haired girl. “…Excuse me?” Skyler crinkled her nose up, BOYS were idiots. “Sometimes long distance can work, D. I mean, Skype’s a thing?  I guess. Well I don’t know that but you’re worth it, trust me.” Optimism wasn’t really Skyler’s strong suit, at all.

[dakotafitz-blog]

“Didn’t even ask if I wanted to come until after I got upset but at that point like... no? I don’t want to go anymore. You should’ve asked in the first place an-“ Dakota huffed, flicking the ash off the end of her cigarette. “I said I wasn’t gunna talk about it... but he’s just gunna bang some French chicks like he tried to bang Joey. I don’t trust him enough so I’m ending it when he says goodbye.”

[carsonxbot]

dakotafitz:

“I don’t think he’s allowed to have any visitors yet, but maybe… soon.” Dakota knew the justice system and was quite aware that it would be a pretty long time before Carson got to see his boyfriend again, but wanted him to have some hope, so she kept that bit of information to herself. “Yeah. You’re right. It’s better we just get you home now, yeah? What’s your address so I can order you an Uber or something?”

Carson nodded, even though somewhere, deep down, he knew it wasn’t true. “Oh, thanks. But it’s fine. I’d rather walk.” He was surprised by how eerily calm he felt. Everything would be normal aside from Wyatt being arrested. “Don’t look at me like that. I’m not made of glass. I can walk home just fine.”

[dakotafitz-blog]

“You’d rather walk? Seriously?” Dakota asked, raising her eyebrows in disbelief. “I’d rather just order you an Uber than have you walk... God knows how far.” She glanced around, phone still in hand as she debated it. “I’m not- I’m just sorry. I don’t think- let me just order you the Uber, yeah? Wyatt would never forgive me if something happened to you on your way home.”

[mistletoe-mckinnon-blog]

She hummed softly at the reaction of mentioning him, she inhaled slowly, tucking her hair behind her ear. “Curious, I guess. You don’t sound too…I don’t know. Something’s off.” Skyler slipped out the door before leaning down against a wall, taking her heels off. She grimaced at the lovely blisters though she was too drunk to feel any pain.

[dakotafitz-blog]

Dakota took a long drag before blowing the smoke up into the sky, watching the wind push it around. Smoke was always beautiful to her, something like art, and had the ability to mesmerize her for years. “Yeah, well...” She shrugged as she brought herself back to the conversation at hand, headed in the direction to pick up her friend. “He’s moving to Paris and I’m not and I- y’know what? Nevermind.”

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[mistletoe-mckinnon-blog]

@dakotafitz

[mistletoe-mckinnon-blog]

Skyler held her head for a second as she tiredly listened to her friend’s replies, nodding her head before quickly remembering she couldn’t exactly see her. “Okay, cool. You… Uh, where’s Remy?” Flashes of a brief conversation with Remy after everything popped into her mind but no Dakota in sight but she stood slowly and moved towards the main entrance, noticing it was quieten down now.

[dakotafitz-blog]

Dakota stayed on the phone as she slipped on some black flip flops and a gray sweatshirt, grabbing smokes and a lighter before heading out the door. “Remy? Don’t know, don’t really care either. I don’t- yeah, no.” She cleared her throat and shook her head, lighting a cigarette as she headed back to the place she had actually just gotten home from. “Why do you ask?”