Prisoners of War - Chapter 1

I sighed looking at my watch. "Where is he?" I moaned over to my friend Mike sitting on the couch. "Who know's man, calm down." Mike said laughing. "He'll be here when he get's here...you're too paranoid" I just got up and looked out the window of my apartment down to the street. Wiping some sweat off of my brow I lit up a ciggarette. "He's ten minutes late." "Calm down Chris, just sit …

…left the number of the dealer, in case I wanted to buy some tomorrow, and he also left me the rest of the bag, as well as one of his pipes to borrow. I thanked him and Mike so much for everything, and they just laughed and said thier good-byes, to them it was just another day, but for me, it was the day that changed my life, I had found my drug of choice.