i'll give you what you like

EMOTIONS aren't that hard to borrow, when LOVE is a word you never learned. And in a room of empty bottles, if you don't give me what I want, then you'll get what you deserve. I'll give you what you like. I'll give you one last chance to hold me, if you...

[brooklynpierce-blog1]

Brooklyn was far from a druggie—despite what Cara said—but admittedly, his recent interactions with Ollie had lodged an idea in his head that called for a run-in with the local drug dealer. Kieran always seemed rather intimidating, but Brooklyn was always shameless, so he bound up to the clearly-occupied drug dealer with the friendliness of an excitable puppy. “Hey! Actually, yeah, I do. So, um, I’ve heard some… rumors… that some guys got their hands on ‘roids, and I was just wondering if…” Fuck, how was he supposed to phrase this? “If you, uh, knew where to get ‘em. Askin’ for a friend, of course,” he clarified quickly. “These guns are 100% natural.”

[k-kieran-blog]

Kieran’s eyes trailed down the bulk of Brookyln’s “guns” with an amused expression.  “Right,” he murmured, pulling out the remaining earbud in his ear.  He analyzed Brooklyn’s face for a second, as if that would give him some insight into how serious he was being. “Yeah, ‘ve got some shit in stock. Depends on what your friend wants, though.  Is he cutting or bulking?” God, Garrett was going to kill him.  He was always going on about how he needed to stop selling to the football team, because drug-testing season was coming around.  Money was money though, and it’s not like he gave an actual fuck about the football morons. 

[oliveroshea-deactivated20200101]

Yes, Oliver was amongst those annoying little children at family reunions, who poked his nose into anyone’s business. With the exception that, of course, he was truly interested in what he was questioning. Although, he also knew how to take a hint ( every once a while, at least ). “That sounds sick, man. I’ll have to look it up,” said, maintaining his chummy little smile. “I… Sorry, by the way. About looking like I was hovering, first of all. And then for distrupting you in your quiet time.” You’re still doing it. “Totally not cool, at all.”

[k-kieran-blog]

Kieran nodded in reply, chewing his lip.  God, this was awful. When was this kid going to leave?  He’d tried the whole nice thing and now Ollie was clinging. “Just breathe, dude.” His phone buzzed and he checked the message nonchalantly. This kid needed a few draws on a blunt, honestly.  “You’re freakin’ yourself out.  And me.  Chill.   It’s a free country, stand where you want.”

[victoriov-blog1]

         “i’m not a junkie.”

[k-kieran-blog]

“Not yet.”

[minajvng]

Jessie wasn’t sure if Kieran mocked her or not, but he wasn’t overly excited to talk to her. “Right,” she said slowly, “I kinda assumed that you made a living out of rich kids.”

[k-kieran-blog]

Kieran scrolled through his music, boredom evident on his face. How does one explain their own bitterness? Oh, that’s right, bitterly. “Yup. Doesn’t make them any more likeable,” he muttered. 

[pforpeyton-blog]

peyton’s jaw set with the nickname, but she didn’t let it affect her. this was a new game, one she wasn’t necessarily running, and she knew not to let crankiness ruin it. “i’ve never been the one to buy,” she said truthfully, shrugging. “but since my boyfriend’s dead now…”

[k-kieran-blog]

Awh, Jesus.  The dead boyfriend card had been played. Kieran studied her for a second, head cocked in contemplation.  This was a dumb move.  This was not a good business decision.  He would get absolutely nothing out of doing this.  This was s t u p i d. However, the words spilled out of his mouth before he could stop them. “Ten percent discount for first time buyers, call it thirty-five bucks even.  Give it to me sometime this week, you can text me when you get cash.  You got papers, filters, and a grinder? Or a pipe, maybe a bong?” 

[leviathanjames]

“You don’t use the library,” He snorted, as if the comment itself deserved to be condemned and laughed at singularly. Reaching into his pocket, he fished the sad pleather object out from his Armani jeans and rolled it over in his palms, noticing how worn it looked. “Though you desperately need a new one, I still need to do my civic duty and return this to you. There’s some little packet inside with small crystals that keep falling out; can I suggest something with velcro the next time you’re in the market to buy a wallet?”

[k-kieran-blog]

Kieran nodded slowly in response, eyebrows raising at the blatant mocking in Harper’s voice.  Maybe he wasn’t being clear enough?  “Yes, that’s what I just said.  I don’t use the library.” Ignoring the spiel regarding ‘civic duty’, Kieran pulled the crusty wallet from Harper’s fingers, fingers digging through the pockets in search of his leftover merchandise. “Suggest whatever you want,” he muttered, clearly preoccupied.  Nice. He had a good few milligrams of Molly left.  “We’re done here, yeah? You don’t seem all that interested in this,” his index finger tapped on the baggie of crystals that lay part way out of his wallet. 

[oliveroshea-deactivated20200101]

“I… Yeah, no, it’s alright.” Did he absolutely need to be so scary all the time. Honestly, Harper was an angel sometimes, comparatively. But now that Ollie had got his attention, he thought it would be safer to grab his belongings now than to wait out Kieran’s stay. “You know, actually, yes.. I just wanted to get my book that I left here, earlier, and I’ll be on my way then,” he quickly shuffled, getting a hold of his copy of The Iliad. Too bad, something or the other always caught the boy’s attention and he always found himself stirring something up, without even meaning to. “Ooh, what are you listening to? Sounds… Loud, and fun.”

[k-kieran-blog]

Kieran said nothing as Ollie scrambled to pick up his book and move out of the way.  It was one of those moments where both of them were equally uncomfortable and were simultaneously wishing to be literally anywhere else.  Mutual discomfort was best met with silence, Kieran always found.  It wasn’t until Oliver popped back into his eyeline that he realised he was actually expected to respond. Why did people suddenly decide today was the day to interact with him? Honestly, there was a reason he stayed far out of the way.   Eyes creased with confusion, he slowly passed his phone to Oliver. “It’s uh...it’s just a playlist.”

[micahiavellian]

coke? as in cocaine? molly? matt could feel his heartbeat tick tick tick faster; of course, he was well aware that micah liked to smoke and drink, but he was ignorant to what actually went on at parties, and he truly felt stupid to just be finding out now. “right,” micah finally said, putting extra effort to make his voice confident. “you can double the coke for next week.” honestly, was he even sure what he was doing? matt couldn’t imagine what to do with that much - he figured eventually, a situation would come up where he’d have to figure out how the fuck to take it, but he didn’t think about it right now. “we have a good thing going. i’m not buying from anyone else - just some friend gave me a few uh, cuts. i’ll still pay you, don’t worry.”

[k-kieran-blog]

Kieran’s surprise was b a r e l y restrained.  Double the coke? Jesus Christ.  I mean, he wasn’t about to argue with twice the money, but that was a serious amount of cocaine. Shrugging, he nodded, typing the updated order onto his phone.  “You still want the Molly?” Kieran asked without looking up from his phone.  “Don’t kill yourself with this shit, man.  You’re good for business,” he stated, half-joking, half-serious.  

[victoriov-blog1]

         “i never talked to you for drugs,” she clarified. “i don’t even do drugs recreationally. you know that.”

[k-kieran-blog]

“Y’know I hear that everyday,” Kieran stated slowly, already losing interest in what was about to become a whole lot of bullshit excuses.  “I hear those exact words from junkies everyday of my life.”

[takccara-blog]

When she smiled back at him, if was that evil little grin of hers. The one that matched the raised eyebrown in that look that said I know something that you don’t. “Animals the album. Pink Floyd’s.” She shrugged again. Complacency was easy during ther conversations. “I dig The Animals too, so either way fuck it.” Cara thought about it for a while. In a few moments of clarity she wondered if maybe she was in too deep. “It’s actually a cool place. And when did you ever have to babysit me? Did I tell you Alyssa told her boyfriend to be my bodyguard at Micah’s party?” The last thing she needed was another a d d i c t i o n, but she searched her bag for dollar bills and handed them to him anyway. “Trust me, right now I need them. I haven’t talked to Aly in days. She’s gonna kill me sooner or later.” She licked her lips. “I might as well be baked for it.”

[k-kieran-blog]

He rolled his eyes but he couldn’t deny the grin that broke out across his face.  “Such a little shit,” Kieran muttered, shaking his head.  He definitely wasn’t used to being wrong, especially at fuckin’ Sparks High School.  It was a pretty strange feeling, and Kieran was absolutely sure he didn’t like it.  His eyebrow quirked and with it, the corner of his mouth, which was dangerously close to revealing his seemingly ever-present smirk. “Yeah? Not exactly surprising. You’re an absolute mess, mate.” He didn’t even blink as he slid the money into his front pocket, hands already digging into his black rucksack for the totally inconspicuous neon orange pill bottles. “You should go for her first. Kill or be killed, y’know?” Kieran hesitated. “But film it, yeah? Love a good bitch fight.”

[victoriov-blog1]

          vic stopped when he did. “i’m not talking to you because i want pills, kieran.”

[k-kieran-blog]

“Did you decide that after the second, third, or fourth time you asked me for painkillers?” Kieran asked, his tone almost mocking now.

[takccara-blog]

“I’m more of an Animals girl myself.” She shrugged, stealing the ear-bud for herself. She was completely wrecked   —  didn’t even show her face at home the entire weekend. Mostly she didn’t trust herself around her sister. She was so numb it felt like novacane. Her edges were blurry, and so were her filters. She felt absolutely restless and it showed through her fidgety behavior. “You have no idea. Some ritalin?” Cara asked, hopeful for the chemical motivation. “Maybe some MD for friday night. There’s this crazy party in Reno I’m hitting. You should come.”

[k-kieran-blog]

Shooting her a mockingly judgement look, Kieran shook his head.  “Animals? Jesus what is this, the sixties?” He tensed slightly as she she claimed the other ear-bud, the situation slightly more intimate than he was usually comfortable with.  Surprisingly, Kieran didn’t pull away, instead hesitating to consider her requests. “I’m mostly holdin’ amphetamines right now.  Little more...potent than you’re used to.  Similar effect,” he bluffed, remembering the weakly cut pharmaceuticals he’d recently received. “Y’know I’m always good for MD though,” he nodded, skipping to the next song on the shared iPhone between them.  “And babysit you all night in some meth den? Fuck off,” Kieran huffed, a small smile threatening to break through.  “I’ll think about it.” 

[micahiavellian]

he struggled to keep his face neutral, micah becoming more and more confused as kieran spoke. the usual? micah had a usual? matt had to admit he had no idea what kieran sold - and that worried him. was his brother doing serious shit, like crack or meth or heroin? his face was a bit paler than normal, considering everything his brother could have been doing so frequently, keeping it secret from even his twin. matt wondered briefly if harper knew anything about this. “uh, no,” he muttered, trying to come up with something that would get him more information & hopefully less drugs. “i just. got some stuff as gifts - haven’t been uh, using that much. what do i normally get, again? just so i don’t buy, you know, too much.”

[k-kieran-blog]

The way Micah was acting, Kieran could have sworn the kid was high right in front of him.  He was jittery as all hell, and visibly nervous.  Knowing Micah, it was probably some kind of fucked-up come down.  Shit, had he found a new dealer?  In Sparks, Kieran was pretty much the go-to guy but it wasn’t like it was exactly hard to come across drugs in Nevada. Losing control of his little of territory was not an option.  He had to reel this in like, right now.  “Around two  cut eighths of Coke to last you the weekend, 200 mg of Molly when you’re in the mood to party...which is often,” Kieran recited, almost surprised by his automatic answer. “Jesus, I’ve got you memorized. We had a good thing goin’ Micah, fuck your gifts.” 

[minajvng]

Jessie hummed in agreement and took another drag of her cigarette. “Maybe,” she concluded and pursed her lips into something that could be taken as a smile.. “But it’s always nice with an extra parting gift.” 

[k-kieran-blog]

If you listened closely in that moment, you might have have heard Kieran’s eyes rolling over and over and over again.  Of course, if you were looking at him, all you would have seen was a slightly condescending nod. “Super rich kids with nothing but fake friends,” he quoted with an air of disinterest. 

[pforpeyton-blog]

“don’t have cash,” she shrugged. she wasn’t much into drugs, really. just like she wasn’t into drinking copious amounts of alcohol. but last weekend she’d tried that, so maybe this weekend, it would be this. did he, like, take venmo? was that stupid to ask? “but…i’m good for it.”

[k-kieran-blog]

It was always entertaining to see first-time buyers squirm, and he found himself having to bite back a smirk at her naivety.  These types of transactions didn’t normally come with “I Owe You” notes, but with one look at the glittering bracelet on her wrist, he had to admit he was considering.  “You sure you know what you’re doin’, princess?”  Rhetorical question, but fake friends were great for business.

[micahiavellian]

micah’s mind searched for any connection to the phrase ‘thursday drop-off’; matt had never heard of micah having any kind of every thursday plan, especially not with a notorious dealer. what business did his brother have with kieran? his eyebrows raised slightly, carefully choosing his next words – it was clear that whatever kieran was talking about, micah had kept secret from matt. now, he just wanted to know why. “yeah, sorry. lorelei was over for my birthday. can’t say i wanted to miss that,” he laughed, hoping to distract the topic with some lame birthday sex joke. “how much do i owe you?”

[k-kieran-blog]

Kieran’s smirk broke through and he nodded in understanding.  “I feel you, man.”  Everything about this still felt off, though.  Considering how often Micah used Kieran’s services, they had a sort of monthly subscription going. He’d pay a little lump-sum every month for a supply every weekend.  They’d been going on like this for months and months. “...The usual,” he said slowly, analysing Micah’s face.  “What, are you clean or somethin’?” This was not good, considering.  Micah was such a solid customer, Kieran could always count a good payday from him.  It would be a damn shame. 

[victoriov-blog1]

          “none of it’s my speed,” vic clarified, gritting her teeth. “give what a rest?”

[k-kieran-blog]

He scoffed, nodding mockingly.  “Right.” The innocent act was really starting to grate on him, and Kieran finally stopped his ridiculous pace to face her.  “Stop acting like you’re talking to me for any reason other than wanting pills.  I don’t have any.”