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Drugs influence many people. They have the potential to turn the straight-A, honor class kid into nothing. In Sloan's case, they did that, and more. She's fallen deep into the monster's unrelenting grip. So, her parents sent her to Santa Barbra, California to live with her uncle hoping the monster would let her go, and she would turn back to their normal daughter. Who will she meet in Santa Barbra? Will the monster find her there? And her aretn's main question, will she ever be their Sloan again?


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Name:Raziel
Age:20
Gender:Male
Drug status:free
Appearance:
Other:loves cats

"slowly walks out of the Market carrying a small grocery bag full of drinks and a couple of snacks, not paying attention to where im going, my ipod blaring in my ears listening to Sound of Madness by Shinedown"

Jeff was sitting down leaning against a building looking looking down. His hair was long enough to cover his amber colored eyes, though he could still see. He wore tight jeans today, unusual for him and a black long sleeve open button up short with a white undershirt exposed. He saw the Porsche stop and a girl get out of it. He grin a bit but it disappeared instantly. Once the girl was a safe distance away he walked past her towards the Porsche. His heart was racing a mile a minute. He was sweating. His palms were clammy. He was hooked and this seemed like a good idea at this time. He didn't know what he was thinking. All he knew was a guy needed nice cars and in return he would get nice money. And that's what he needed to fulfill his addiction. Once he stepped near the car he cut around to the drivers side and instantly slammed his elbow into the window. He unlocked the door by reaching inside and quickly worked his magic fingers, getting the car running. He didn't even bother to look up. He put the car in reverse and put his foot to the floor. Leaning up he turned it 180 degrees and put the car in drive racing off.

Jeff drifted the car around a turn, counter steering to control the car once more. Then that's when he heard it. Sirens. He slammed on the brakes and looked in front beside and behind him. Behind him where the sirens. "s**t. Snitches." He gunned it. drifting around then drives head on to the cop car. He grinned. The game of chicken. Him and the cops were close until the cup turned off. He laughed. That's until he spotted the spike strip right in front of him. He cursed under his breath. He gunned it and in a desperate act of getting away he opened the door and jumped out. He hit the ground rolling. The impact killed his back. Possibly bruised it badly. But he knew he had to get away. Jeff sprung to his feet and sprinted off. He cringed at the pain his back surged throughout his body. The didn't let that stop him. He pushed himself to almost extreme pains as he ran faster. he turned the corner shoving people out of the way, hearing shouts behind him and sirens. The pain sending jolts of pain everywhere with his heartbeat. His head pounded rapidly making his face tighten in pain. He saw the girl that got out of the car. Jeff stopped right in front of her and grabbed her hand, getting out a spray painted black plastic gun that looked like a real pistol. Pathetic right? What do you expect from someone who has no money and when he does he uses it on drugs? he put the gun to her head. "Follow me, don't scream please. Don't make me use it." He tugged her into the nearest alleyway and saw cops go by. There was so much commotion out there, he thanked god for it.

Jeff sighed. "Look. Ma'am. This gun is fake. I stole your car... because..." He sighed looking away knowing he would become an even more trouble if he said this but he knew he was ******** either way so he said it. "I'm a druggie and i was gunna sell your car so someone i know to get the money to spend spend it on some... drugs. I'm not telling you just in case you rat me out to the cops. But, I just needed the car. I was desperate. I needed it." His face was flushed. He was scratching his skin where a rash was. The immediately scratching his arm. Heroin was his drug.

Drugs. That word sent an electric wave through her body. The monster called at her. She looked back at the boy that just came and smiled. This kid looked too clean cut to be an addict, but then again, she had been a goody goody once too. "No, not at all." She said, smoothly as the monster Sloan took over. She looked back to Jeff. "You know where to get bars? Skittles? White Rabbit?" She asked. "Can you show me the rabbit hole?" She used the code word for the place where they dealt the most drugs. IT was generally a club, or even a bowling alley. "Don't worry about moeny, I've got plenty of it." She glanced back at Raziel. "You in?" She aske dhim.

Sloan turned back to Jeff. "Just came here. Rents sent me to get away from drugs. Got mixed up bad back home. Seems once you're a a user, you always seem to find the others." She loked at Raziel. "Hey, you should have seen me before I used. I was worse than that." She watche dhim. "So are you in or what?"