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want to back down. Not this time.
    He hesitates for a moment, but finally gives in. Thank fucking God. "Ok...there's this guy named Trent, he's got a pretty legit product. I don't know why the fuck you wanna swap dealers though, you know that shit is dangerous."
    "Yeah, yeah, I didn't call for a lecture. I know the guy you're talking about...he runs over on the Magnolia Park side of town, right?" I question quickly. Now we're getting down to business.
    "Yeah, over in that alley behind the 7-Eleven on Magnolia right before the 170."
    "Yeah I know exactly where you're talking about. You and the boys are going out tonight right?" The last thing I need is for Lex to be sitting at home with nothing to do and decide he wants to come looking for me.
    "We ain't got shit to do. We'll prolly get baked and ride around town. You gonna sneak off while we're gone? While the cat's away, the mice will play..." His voice is teasing, and I huff out a perturbed sigh. All of those boys think Lex has me under his fucking thumb.
    "Fuck you. I can do what I want. Lex doesn't own me. He made it clear last night that he can do whatever he wants. So why can't I?"
    "You know nothing happened with him and that girl. Nothing . I was there."
    I wince at his words, guilt consuming me for only a moment before I put my guard back up. "I don't care. Stop trying to talk me out of this."
    "That's fucked up, Leala. You know Lex is gonna be pissed."
    I hesitate for a moment, then offer him the only suggestion I can think of. "Well...then don't fucking tell him."
     
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    "Hey bitch! Don't get ashes in my back seat, you fucking pussy licker!" Lex shouts to Tyson from the driver's seat of his truck, chuckling as he eyes him in the rearview mirror. The boys giggle from the backseat, blazed out of their minds, passing the blunt back and forth.
    "Fuck you! I'll put this blunt out on your fucking seat if I want, and you can suck my dick," Tyson yells back through his chuckles, reaching over to the window with the blunt to ash it.
    "Lick my sack, douchebag. Just like you lick a cunt!" Lex laughs.
    "I think you're the only one in this truck who has a girl, so I think that makes you the pussy licker!" Bruce chimes in, taking the blunt from Tyson, and all the boys snicker, leaning on each other and tapping fists.
    "Yeah I'm the only one who has a girl cause y'all are a bunch of fucking homos! I don't lick snatch, assholes," Lex grumbles, checking his phone discreetly for missed calls. He's been waiting for me to call all night.
    "Hey, Lex...where is Leala, man?" Seth asks from the passenger's seat. Kyle peers inquisitively at Lex from the back seat, holding his tongue, waiting for his response.
    He just sighs, "I don't know. She's mad at me for some shit...cause you motherfuckers pushed those coke groupie bitches on me the other night at the party! Fuck every single one of you queers!" he chides, looking around at all of the boys in his truck, pointing his finger in accusation.
    "So what's she doing tonight?" Seth inquires further, prying at the subject and Lex scoffs a bit, casting him a sideways glance.
    "I don't fucking know, why don't you call her ass if you're so concerned." He shakes his head.
    "You don't know where she is?" Kyle asks, and that's enough for him. He doesn't know why everyone seems so damn concerned about me tonight, and it starts to make him a little nervous.
    "No...why? Why is everybody trippin' the fuck out about it?!" His eyes widen in confusion, looking around with questioning glances, baffled by everyone's behavior.
    "I'm just saying..." Kyle mumbles, trailing off.
    "What? You got some shit to tell me, Kyle?" he asks, narrowing his eyes a bit.
    Kyle fidgets, looking around before pursing his lips nervously.
    "Why are you fucking twitching, you weird ass motherfucker? Do you know some shit that I should know or not?" Lex raises his voice as the situation settles into his bones.