Does their Pops have any ?

"Does your "pops" sell ****?"

"Duh, esse." Hector said.

"What kind?"

"Weed, cocaine, heroin, ecstasy...anything you need,"

"You guys live close?"

"Right across the street." Taco pointed to a disheveled high rise apartment building a few feet away.

"Go grab me something that'll make her a little out of it. Something we can get her to take."

"I got it! Same thing my moms uses! Just distract her for a minute." Whitey ran off.

Elyssa was getting nervous. She was too far to hear what was going on and Mike was taking forever.

Mike started to walk up to her with the others.

"Elyssa these young guys just wanted to apologize." Mike told her.

For the next three or four minutes Hector and Taco introduced themselves and feigned apology. Elyssa had dropped her guard. That's when Mike noticed 18 year old Whitey come up from behind her with a syringe and jab it in her thigh, injecting her like a pro, mixing some of her blood into it and then pushing the black mix in. He only used a little as it was Elyssa's first time.

"What the fuck did you do to me!" Elyssa screamed. She started to stumble a bit and ran to Mike. Then her breathing got heavy and her eyelids started to feel like sand bags to her. She could barely keep them open. Mike started to lead her to the apartment complex so it could begin.

"Where are you taking me....stop"