Jason Harris
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Why don't you go to www.cutamotha.com that's me lookin at ya.[A1i:6]
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Post by Jason Harris on Oct 4, 2009 6:36:21 GMT -8
So there he was. Jason was in the bathroom. Alone. No he wasn't doing that get your head out of the gutter. He was there for other reason. As he walked over the counter he pulled out a bottle of lortabs and placed a few on the counter.
He then pulled out a dollar and a lighter. Placing the dollar over the pills he used the lighter to crush them up. Once they were crushed fine enough he placed his lighter back in his pocket and rolled the dollar up in the shape of a straw.
Dollar in nose he went down and inhaled as much as he could, only leaving a bit. He couldn't get it all at once because tabs burned going up your nose and there was only so much he could handle at once. As he went back down to finish he heard the door to the bathroom open.
"Fuck."
Jason stopped and stood back up to see who was coming in.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Oct 9, 2009 19:36:18 GMT -8
UGH!!
Those freaking preppy bitches were taking forever in the girls' room.Growling softly to herself as she stood up against the wall. Seriously, she wanted a few moments peace and this was not it. She had been standing here at least 15 minutes and there they were, still chatting up a storm..She could say something, but she was already in trouble today for picking a fight with one of them.
Stupid bitch had called her fat...
Her? Fat? Hah!
She hardly weighed anything....
But back to the matter at hand, she was needing to do something, and this was not something she could do in front of these girls....They already had enough to pick on her about...
Feeling that need burning in her stomach she sighed and then pushed off the wall.
Fine...
She would find another place...
With that she walked out of the restroom and then her eyes fell upon the door to the boys room.
Hey.....why not...
She pushed open the door and stepped inside, those eyes falling upon the male who was already in there.
But she did not look shy about being here...instead she just raised a brow at him and waited for the "Get out" and whatever else he would come up with.
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Jason Harris
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Why don't you go to www.cutamotha.com that's me lookin at ya.[A1i:6]
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Post by Jason Harris on Oct 9, 2009 19:47:18 GMT -8
As the door opened Jason saw a girl standing there. A puzzled look came over his face. He would look around quickly to see if he was in fact in the right bathroom. Sure enough he spotted the urinals so he had to be in the right place. Now as to why a girl was coming into the mens restroom, that was a different question.
Most people would of yelled at her to get out, but it wasn't like Jason was doing anything he should be while he was in there so he wasn't going to be rude.
"Can I help you?"
That is all Jason would ask. The girl walked in as if she knew what she was doing. She didn't leave, just stood there so she had to have a reason for being there.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Oct 9, 2009 19:56:28 GMT -8
Well hell...she had not been expecting this to happen. He was supposed to get all pissy like a whiny girl and then she could tell him off. But now he wished to know how he could help her. Great. Standing there she would shrug softly those icy blue eyes looking over him as she crossed her arms over her chest.
Not unless you have a razor or a knife
Yeah, so she was not the most sensible person to ever walk the face of the earth. Sometimes it was better not to be soooo honest..But she had no filter on her brain and had to get out whatever she was thinking. Regardless what it was.
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Jason Harris
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Why don't you go to www.cutamotha.com that's me lookin at ya.[A1i:6]
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Post by Jason Harris on Oct 9, 2009 20:18:04 GMT -8
A smirk came over Jason's face. Not only did this random girl go into the wrong bathroom he was being smart with Jason. All he did was politely ask what was up. Not that it mattered.
"Ah, so we got a cutter."
With that said Jason would bring the dollar, still rolled up like a straw, back up to his nose. Bending down he would snort the rest of the tab. As it went up his nose it started burning again, but he finished it off this time. Standing back up Jason would snort a few times trying to get what was left in his nose up it. After a few seconds of that he'd speak again.
"Or are you cutting someone else?"
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Oct 9, 2009 20:32:58 GMT -8
She would watch as he bent over, taking that stuff up his nose and then standing back up to look at her. Heh...She was so not going there. Having thought more than once about getting into other sources of "entertainment" to help stop the burn of her own addiction.
Drawing in a deep breath, she tried to reign in her temper and her nerves..She was just in pain right now and that made for one bitchy Kevala.
Yes, you could call me that...and no, nobody else...Though, cutting is not..the exact purpose of the knife..
She then moved further into the bathroom, keeping her eyes away from him and that which he was doing. Nope, she did not need to do that stuff. Her luck it would make her crazier than she already was. Sighing softly as she found a spot to set her bag down and bend over. Wearing a pair of tight jeans and a black halter top.
Where did she put that razor?
It had to be in here somewhere...
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Jason Harris
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Why don't you go to www.cutamotha.com that's me lookin at ya.[A1i:6]
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Post by Jason Harris on Oct 9, 2009 21:09:28 GMT -8
Yes, no, kinda. That pretty much summed up the girl's answer to Dylan's question. Like everyone else in this school there was always more to what they said, but Jason wasn't one to pry unless he felt it necessary and in this case he didn't.
He just watched as the girl went further into the bathroom. She laid her bag down and bent over to search through it. Jason wouldn't say anything. Instead he'd just admire the view. What could he say he enjoyed a womans body.
Snapping himself back into reality he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small pack of razor blades. Tossing them over to her Jason watched as they slid across the ground stopping at her bag.
"There ya go. Some of 'em aren't fresh, what can I say they come in handy for... stuff."
Jason caught himself. Although he wasn't shy about what he did he also knew there was no reason to go around telling everyone.
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Oct 9, 2009 21:29:52 GMT -8
She stopped in her searching as the blades slid against her bag. Reaching down and picking them up she could have purred.
Thank the gods!
To his words she would look back at him as she stood. Yes, they most likely did. Drawing out one and looking it over she closed her eyes and sighed. Well, he was apparently not going anywhere and she was about to be doubled over in pain. So yeah, she needed to get this over with. Bringing her arm up and dragging the blade down the flesh held there. Watching as the blood pooled first around the blade and then slid down her arm. All the while her mind going back to the conversation.
Yes, I have heard they come in handy for other recreational uses. I have thought about trying a few of them myself to help with the need to do this...
With that she drew that cut arm to her lips and let her tongue slide over the wound. Letting that blood slip down into her throat. A few drops making their way to the floor below her.
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Jason Harris
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Why don't you go to www.cutamotha.com that's me lookin at ya.[A1i:6]
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Post by Jason Harris on Oct 9, 2009 21:55:35 GMT -8
Getting tired of standing Jason jumped up on the counter, legs hanging off. It would make a nice little temporary seat. He watched as the girl cut herself. Although he had guessed that what she wanted the razor blade for it still threw Jason off a bit. Not her though, she went right on with the conversation before starting to suck the blood out of her arm.
"They can help. After all I'd started to use so I wouldn't be going crazy all the time. Although I'm worse than I would of been when I go sober."
Most people would have been freaked out and said something about what the girl was doing by now. Not Jason though. After all who was a junkie to judge someone? She had her way of dealing with things like drugs were Jason's.
"If you want some just speak up. That aside mind if I ask what that's all about."
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Oct 9, 2009 22:39:33 GMT -8
She would pull her lips away from that wound, licking the blood from her lips as she sighed and shrugged softly.
I have a condition that makes my body think it has to have blood to survive..If I dont do this the pain gets so bad I cant move....
She then thought about his offer. She really shouldnt, but still the pain was hitting her and still she was bleeding. What more would it take? It was getting so bad now that these cuts were happening more and more often.
Too much longer and she would end up killing herself from it. She knew that most people with her condition did so eventaully. She had just never told anyone. Not that anyone would care. Heh.
What do you have?
Those icy hues turning to him now. She knew what she was getting into, but she needed something, unable to stand the pain which burned inside her right now.
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Jason Harris
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Why don't you go to www.cutamotha.com that's me lookin at ya.[A1i:6]
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Post by Jason Harris on Oct 10, 2009 6:22:15 GMT -8
A sigh escaped Jason as he thought about what the girl dad just said. Basically she was some kind of modern vampire. The mind is powerful. Making someone think they need to drink blood in order to survive. But it seemed she was looking for another way to deal with it.
"All I got on me are tabs. I can get about anything though."
It was true he had to hook up on about anything. And if he didn't he knew the people that knew the people to get. Nothing was out of reach for him. At least drug wise.
"All I'll say for sure is that they'll help with that pain."
With that Jason would reach into his pocket and pull out the pill bottle. Whether she wanted some or not didn't matter to him. He was barely felling the tabs already in his system and he wanted more. Placing one in his mouth he'd chew it up. A look of disgust came across his face. Sure it was nasty but chewing them before swallowing made them work faster. Nothing would be said. Jason would just hold the bottle up and look at the girl as if asking "well you want some?"
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Oct 10, 2009 12:04:41 GMT -8
She watched him as he took one, and then held the bottle out. Her mind tried to decide what to do, but then as another wave of pain came over her she would step forward. Her small hand extending out as she ran her tongue over her lips.
And you are sure it will help with this pain?
She waited now, not about to take anything from anyone. She could wait, making sure he was willing to give her what she so desperately needed. A wince of pain as she again felt that need growing. Looking down at her other arm which was still bleeding, the blood trailing down to her hand and dripping from her finger tips. Little splashes on the tile showing a trail of her movements.
Shit! She was gonna have to clean that up before she left.
Sighing she would return her gaze to him. Anything to get rid of the pain right now would be welcome. She had seen plenty of people use all sort of different drugs. Growing up in foster care tended to give you that lovely perspective of life. A small tremble running down her spine as she fought to hide the pain. She loved pain usually, but this was close to what she assumed dying would feel like. Since her mind had convinced her body that it would if she did not drink that addictive red liquid.
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Jason Harris
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Why don't you go to www.cutamotha.com that's me lookin at ya.[A1i:6]
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Post by Jason Harris on Oct 10, 2009 12:35:11 GMT -8
"They're pain killers so yeah."
Answering her question Jason tossed the bottle into her extended hand. He offered and if she wanted them she was more than welcome to some.
"They might not be stronger than your mind though."
The mind was amazing it could make people think they're sick, that they're gonna die. If her mind was sending the pain thorugh her body the pain killers might not help. After all the mind is more powerful than anything.
"Take as much as you want. Just don't rob my ass."
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Post by Kevala Badoer on Oct 10, 2009 12:47:48 GMT -8
She would catch the bottle in her extended hand and biting her lip open it to take out two tabs. Yes, she was hoping it would work but she was sure that her mind would overpower it somehow. She knew all too well that the mind could do amazing things. It was after all the thing which was killing her with each day that passed in this life. Putting the lid back on she took a step forward and handed it back to him, her other hand, the one with blood dripping from it, would have come up, holding to those pills and then slipping them into her mouth. Small teeth chewing as she shuddered at the taste.
It was only when she was done, and the taste had somewhat started to slip from her mouth that she would look back to him.
Thank you...Um....I do not believe I caught your name..I am Kevala, though most people call me Kev. At least the few who know me.
With that she would offer a smile, weak, but a smile just the same. Now simply waiting as she took a step back from him now.
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Jason Harris
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Why don't you go to www.cutamotha.com that's me lookin at ya.[A1i:6]
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Post by Jason Harris on Oct 10, 2009 14:22:08 GMT -8
Jason would return her smile with a small one of his own.
"The names Jason."
Looking over to the paper towel dispenser he pumped the handle a few times to get a long sheet of it. He'd rip it out then rip it in half. Jumping off the counter he would hand her one of the pieces.
"Here."
Jason didn't say what it was for, but it had to be pretty obvious that it was so she could clean up. Trowing the other piece over some of the blood he'd use his foot to move it around in an attempt to clean it up. It worked a bit, but he ended up mostly smearing it around.
Once done he'd kick the paper towel away as far as a piece of paper would go. He wasn't going to pick it up for two reasons. One, It was a pretty common sight at PHS #259. Two, he had no intention of touching a bloody anything unless he had to.
"I don't know about you, but I've had about all the fun I can stand in a bathroom."
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