I had come to know these guys for the past few months. I mean some of these guys... Okay maybe just Spud and Sweeney. The girl who lived there didn't speak much, all she cared about was getting a fix and her baby, in this particular order as sad as it may sound. I wouldn't trust Sweeney with my life that's a fact but wasn't it what I was actually doing ? Buying him dope and stuff ?

He quickly learned how to cook ketamine and his stuff was good stuff. Real strong and it lasted longer than the one I used to buy from my so called friend back it France. It may have had something to do with the fact that he tended to burn it from time to time. Who knows.

I grew to really like Spud. Okay the guy had been finished with piss but he was a nice fellow.

I hadn't seen Mark nor Simon again, although I apparently had to thank Mark for the ketamine as he was the one stealing it from the vet. And I had never set a foot back at the pub nor was I intending to.

It was just another day at Swanney's, I never stayed longer than I had there. I didn't like the atmosphere, it was twisted. As I said, it looked like the place junkies came to die so yeah, not a big fan.

I was there to buy what you're all very much aware that I use so let's not be redundant and name it again. That's when Spud decided to invite me to a come to a Club. They were apparently all going out tonight.

"Hum I'm not sure Spud..."

"Come on, it'll be fun ! I have to introduce you to my jewish princess, I'm sure you'll like her!"

I had come to realize, I had a soft spot for him. Therefore I had a hard time saying no.

"Alright."

They were playing shitty music. The type of music they play in clubs now. Electronic music. I hate it really. I've been here two seconds and I already hate it. I don't think I'm going to have a good time.

They're all into the deeps of the said club, I make my way to them.

They're all cheery and stuff, I'm being my usual moody self.

"Hey ! I'm glad you came !" exclaimed Spud.

He was sitting next to Tommy, I didn't see him a lot so I wouldn't say I was familiar with the guy. I only knew he didn't used. Good for him, really no sarcasm intended.

I sat not far from them. They were arguing about their mutual girlfriends, sweet.

Simon wasn't far from us, in fact he was at the same table although surrounded by two ladies. One looked bored, the other was exploring his amygdales. That's when I saw it, the little pill on his tongue that the other girl proceeded to take with hers and then swallow. Was that ecstasy? If so, did he had some left? I was very much interested, especially if I didn't wanted to die of boredom here. I must have stared at him for too long for he gave me a smug look. Actually half smug half startled, the guy always looked smug. Fucking dickhead.

I couldn't afford to be mean though so I smiled at him. I hoped I wasn't sending him weird signals for that matter.

Standing up, I gave him the "follow me if you want to live" look. I made my way close to the bathroom and he followed me there. I wasn't very confortable talking about drugs in a crowded place.

"What do you want ?"

Of course he asked straight away.

"Hum, I saw your little exchange just there and..."

He interrupted me, the bastard.

"If you want a little shag, no problem but I'm busy tonight." He said cooly.

I would gladly put him on a pan to fucking fry !

"No you got me wrong dude, I wanted to know if you had some magic pills left for fuck sake."

He raised an eyebrow.

"I do actually, why ? You want one ?"

"I would very much like that yeah. If you want, I'll do you three big lines of ké in exchange during our night out and we would call it even ?" I offered.

The deal seamed fair if you ask me.

"Yeah alright, no problem. Let's go to my car."

Getting out of the club, he quickly got in the back of the said car as I followed him but stayed before it.

"Get in for fuck sake girl."

I got in. He gave me a mirror I recalled him doing cocaine on and I quickly put my stuff on it. He added cocaine on it.

"Add it in, I heard it's nice."

We did it from time to time where I used to live, when we wanted to stay awake longer but still be numb from ketamine. Wasn't a fan but hey, free cocaine.

We were so fucked up.

I did the lines and he proceeded to snort his using only his nostril. I needed a little help but I mean, look at his nose man. Of course he can do it with the nostril only. Then he put the ecstasy on his tongue.

"Aw come on man ! I'm not going to kiss you !"

He raised an eyebrow and gave me a look as if saying "Well you fucking have to."

I tried my best not to seem utterly disgusted at the idea. Not that he wasn't attractive, he sure was. The guy was sick, you could see it.

Invigorated by what I just had, the kiss wasn't as bad as I anticipated.

Half an hour later, I turned into a fucking Care Bear. There I was, embracing everyone no matter if I knew them of not. I made friends with a guy outside, I think he was the guy who was supposed to stop fights inside or some stuff like that, I'm not sure. But there I was, talking to him.

"You know Eddie." The name was Eddie. "I really like your accent because I can understand it really well, it's nice. Where are you from?"

Eddie was a black man, in his late thirties I would say. He was twice my height and size although a very patient man you had to give him that.

"Birmingham."

He wasn't a talktative lot, couldn't blame him. The guy was working.

"It's in the midlands right ? I find that for instance, people from Nottingham have quite a strong accent. From Birmingham not really, they're both in the midlands though. Care to explain ?"

I think he would have hanged himself given the means.

Someone grabbed my arm, it was Sick boy.

"Let's have a trip back to the car alright ?"

I nodded quite happily and then proceeded to wink in a not at all discreet manner. Such as the "wink wink, nudge nudge" man in the Monty Python Sketch.

The men both sighed. One from annoyance, the other from relief.