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how to sell drugs.
parings. vinnie hacker x fem!oc
prologue of n/a parts.
about. in which love golding thinks she's a big shot for selling drugs until vinnie hacker knocks her from her high pedestal...
warnings. underage drinking, drug use, overdose, swearing, and sexual themes
ricky rocks. follow my wattpad DILFWORLD, where this story was originally uploaded and in much better condition (i kept it as an oc because i saw a tiktok and apparently a lot of people hate “y/n” and the second person pov)
love golding was fucking weird.
she was weird but quiet, making her an exception to the uptight and male supremacy society of southeast high school.
she always sat in the back of the cold classrooms, sat alone at lunch, and was always picked last for team projects or even in gym.
she couldn’t care less.
and that was way before she made the discovery of drugs and befriended an uptight blonde who fit well into male expectations.
but it wasn't like she was embarrassed or anything, she just really didn't care, period.
she smiled most of the time. the stupid type of thin lipped smile most boys wore in an emotional situation that they had no idea what to say or do.
she tugged her lip when deep in thought or chewed on her thumbnail. she hated the way girls would turn their heads and whisper about her but she still kept her head high, as if she was flattered that they were even thinking about her.
but the truth was she probably ruled the whole high school with how much control she had over the students.
in other words, love was a drug dealer.
and without drugs to fuel her fellow classmates systems, they'd probably die in the hands of desperation.
vinnie hacker was well known, but he was not one of those people who found reliance and happiness in a small pill.
he didn't even like to get high or drink for that matter. he liked getting his dick sucked, he got off on being praised and complimented.
people were fond of vinnie for no reason. well, aside from the fact he was fucking hot and the so called "captivating" personality he obtained. but his personality was only him being controlling and aggressive, something every boy is.
but he just did it different.
vinnie punched holes in walls, embarrassed people purposely, and almost never turned in his homework. he worked out to suppress the growing anger that formed in the pit of his brain from problems at home, he drove old cars fast, and got off on the rush of doing something wrong.
he got away with it. he got away with everything and it was all because he was charming.
and almost everyone loves charming.
almost.
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how to sell drugs.
pairings. vinnie hacker x fem!oc
part one of n/a parts.
about. in which love golding thinks she's a big shot for selling drugs until vinnie hacker knocks her from her high pedestal...
warnings. underage drinking, drug use, overdose, swearing, and sexual themes
ricky rocks. DILFWORLD
love hated high school, everyone did.
but she didn't hate it the way everyone else did, she found it amusing how everyone thought they were the shit with their expensive clothing and perfected walks that were made to imitated people.
high school was just some huge joke.
and it was even funnier when you popped a couple pills of adderall.
love took adderall for the increase in energy it gave her. she got little tingles that would vibrate up and down her arms. she got jittery, making it easy for madi to classify when love was high.
"what are you doing?" the blonde quirks a brow as she stares at love who didn't even know madi stood next to her. she jumps, half glaring at the girl before going back to fiddling around in her locker, looking for something.
"are you high again?"
"why would you say that?" she clenches her jaw, not even bothering to look at madi. she already knew her pretty face inhabited a disappointed frown.
"golding, your arms are shaking."
she finally stops, glancing over to her forearm, which in fact was shaking like a vibrating toothbrush. she glares at her arm as if telling it to 'knock it off', but it was beyond her control.
she couldn't be bothered, it wasn't like anyone would notice anyway. no one hardly paid attention to her aside from when madi was around her.
"well, monroe, i have adhd."
"no you don't."
"today i do."
madi rolled her eyes before leaning back against the neighboring lockers. she didn't agree with it. no one in their right mind would.
you take adderall when you have adhd or narcolepsy. love didn't have either, but her mother did. it wasn't right that she was stealing her mother's pills, but the older woman never noticed, she didn't like the sight of the prescription drugs on her bathroom counter. so as less and less appeared, she gave no mind.
"golding, you can't being doing this to yourself. i mean selling drugs is one thing but-"
"ahha!" love exclaims, completely ignoring her friends starting lecture. she pulls out the same small orange bottle they were arguing over, the same bottle she had held that morning, staring at it with such resentment as much desire.
"love," madi groans, watching her lick lips before popping off the lip and downing at least five pills swiftly, making madi's eyes widen on how quickly and openly she moved. "goldling! you're fucking crazy!"
"you're going to kill yourself-"
"madi, relax, i've done worse."
"you are a fucking idiot, golding,- i really hope you don't die," madi walks away, swinging her arms, upholding frustration and slight anger.
love grins while trying to suppress it, "wait madi, madi-" she pushes herself off the cold metal lockers, almost hurrying after her only friend that was finally done putting up with her "addiction" that was slowly killing her.
the serotonin that filled her mind continued to push up her smile from the pills she had just dried swallowed, but her conscious tried to fight it down from the common sense that hadn't completely left her mind just yet.
"madi-"
love could barely process what had happened, but from what she could describe it- it was like her heart stopped, like a jump in time, a scare, her adrenaline revving up before cutting off entirely.
the feeling that was overcoming her took her back to when she had first took xanax. she felt like everything was slowing down, like she couldn't process things fast enough.
the thing is, when coming down from your high is the worst. it doesn't feel good. love felt life seeping back through the cracks, but she just didn't understand why it was all happening or what was even happening because she felt way worse than usual.
her breathing began to slow and shallow out, she felt her hands go cool along with the rest of her skin, as if she had been standing out in the snow for ten minutes straight without any clothes.
and then she fell. you always fall from your high but never quite literally. you feel sad and drowsy but you can still breathe. your chest tightens up and fills with warmth of a burning fire that slowly kills your soul from uncomfort, not chill up into a frosty hold.
you want to die for moment, maybe even feel like you're dying but you still breathe, you still see and feel and move. you're not supposed to die, but love quickly realizes that that's what's happening when it's spoken into her ear by a boy.
"congratulations, you just killed yourself," a thin lipped disappointed look filling the last of her vision that also had an upturn of a disturbing grin.
congratulations, you just killed yourself.
navigation
how to sell drugs.
parings: vinnie hacker x fem!oc
part two of n/a parts.
about. in which love golding thinks she's a big shot for selling drugs until vinnie hacker knocks her from her high pedestal...
warnings. underage drinking, drug use, overdose, swearing, and sexual themes
ricky rocks. yeah
vinnie had known madi since the moment he learned how to count. he was always such a sucker for her cooling blue eyes full of spite and ambition. he always caught himself admiring her despite his own rules saying he was to do nothing of the such.
she was the perfect girl. aside from having a drug addict for a best friend, she had the absolute desired life laid out in front of her. money, looks, smarts, and the ability to tell when another was lying. she wasn't dumb, at least she didn't act dumb just for a sweet kiss from a boy.
she was the perfect girl. aside from having a drug addict for a best friend, she had the absolute desired life laid out in front of her. money, looks, smarts, and the ability to tell when another was lying. she wasn't dumb, at least she didn't act dumb just for a sweet kiss from a boy.
she was the type of girl you'd marry. the type of girl you'd want to marry because she had you set for life.
vinnie parked his car on the side of the street, sucking on his right cheek, analyzing the surroundings and atmosphere of madi's neighborhood. large houses filled the lawns fully and the grass was trimmed perfectly while most nightly sprinkler systems flew low in the air, hydrating the grass for a greener life.
vinnie stepped out of his nice car, his sneakers scuffing against the street as if trying to get a better feel of the environment. he hadn't been to madi's house in a very long time despite both their parents keeping a close relationship filled with fun and alcohol, something neither of them were involved in but vinnie's mothers always pleaded with him to give their relationship a chance.
he didn't want a relationship with madi, nor her parents.
he took note to the thriving flowers planted outside of the very large bay window, covered with maroon curtains to shield away the dying sun. it was the middle of november but the weather made it seem like it was july. that nevada weather, you couldn't beat it.
vinnie knocked on the front door fairly loud, rather already impatient with wanting to get to her house before five, but traffic was also something you couldn't beat in nevada.
he knocked once again while his eyes begun to wander, reaching to the basketball hoop set to the side of their driveway. he remembered always kicking her ass in a game of ball when they were still in the early ages of middle school. she always pouted and resolved to forfeiting the game, claiming she had no energy.
vinnie frowned lightly thinking about the old memory. it didn't even feel real, the fact that they were long ago friends with keys to each other's houses and nicknames for one another that they wouldn't speak aloud in public. it felt silly, but it was ancient history.
"uh, hi vinnie," madi held her front door open with a tight grip, suddenly put off guard at seeing a boy she thought she'd never see in a million years on her front step.
she frowned deeply, hiding her stunned state the best she could, but she should've known better, vinnie could read everyone and anyone like an open book.
he frowned deeply in return, stuffing his hands in his front jeans pockets, mumbling, "can i come in?"
madi was devastated now but now fully opened her front door, inviting him into the cooling of her own home. she continued to walk off into what was the main room with out, trying to figure out what she would do, but she came to no conclusion.
both her parents were still at work and her two brother were off doing whatever, leaving her home alone. the one flaw vinnie really found in her was the lack of confrontation she held for those she confided in most, not that vinnie was someone she confided in, but they still had history, counting as something.
"do you uh, do you want a water?"
her home hadn't changed at all. it still had that sweet cinnamon smell that circulated through the house, absorbing you whole and creating a warm feeling to swarm in your chest. it was dark and rustic, filled with old paintings and large, long drapes with no reason of being on the openings of walls.
he stared, almost in mesmerization, like he always did before mumbling a 'no', taking a seat upon one of the soft velvet couches surrounding around the large marble fireplace.
madi's parents were rich rich.
richer than his own.
"well, would you like anything else?" madi stared at the back of his head, hesitant and tipping back forth on her toes, unsure of what to do.
"madi, sit down."
"okay."
"what kind of drugs was golding taking?" he leaned forward, elbows on knees with his hands clasped together.
she looked down to them, hesitantly with her back straight. her eyes ran over the rings he had in, silver and surely expensive. she didn't even comprehend the question till she looked back up, her mouth slightly opening in shock, "she's not on anything, what're you talking about?"
"we both know your friend has been taking a considerable large amount of drugs this past year, what has she been taking?"
"vinnie, what the fuck are you talking about?" her eyes slowly closed before opening, like she had an oncoming headache bound to eat her sanity away.
he knew she was lying and she was playing it out pretty well. he wasn't going to push her any farther either, at least not right now. he wasn't too concerned, yet.
see, vinnie had a plan and the moment love golding overdosed was the moment his plan got all screwed up. he had re-advise and make a plan b, something that shouldn't have had to happen in the first place.
and the first part of that plan was to talk to madi. seeing she wasn't being so revealing stopped any hopes of finishing his plan quick and fast, but seeming love was still sedated, he had time.
"i want you to take me to her."
"what?"
"you're taking me to golding."