Cocaine Love
A/N: A VAM story. In loving memory of Kurt Cobain. Who was murdered. By courtney the evil bitch. DRUG USAGE IN STORY! I mean vome on its called cocaine love. Sorry, but all good stories involve drugs some how! Set when ville and bam first meet
Ville walked around the airport. He had no clue where Bam would be. He dialed the unfamiliar number into his phone. "Where are you Bam?" he asked. He said something about Burger King and hung up. Ville supposed he meant he was near the Burger King, and he was. He was with his friend Ryan Dunn. I hope we can be friends. was Ville's first thought. "Hi Ville!" Bam said cheerfully. "Hi." He replied
timidly. He was hoping they would hurry up so he could be influenced by his sweet powder.
"What music do you like?" Bam asked Ville asked as Ville climbed into the Hummer. "Nirvana." Ville said, needing cocaine,heroin, anything to ease his stress. He stopped thinking when he heard a familiar riff. He sang along when Kurt began singing the chorus.
"Hey! Wait! I've got a new complaint!
Forever in debt to your priceless advice
Hey! Wait! I've got a new complaint!
Forever in debt to your pricless advice"
"How do you think Kurt died? I think he was murdered." Ryan asked. "Nobody cares about your crack"-Ville flinched at the word-"pot ideas!" Bam said. He needed more weed. Maybe it was the marijuana, but he didn't want to talk about Kurt Cobain being murdered. "I've never heard that thereoy. Tell me about it." Ville had to ask. "Well Kurt had 3 times the lethal dose of heroin in his bloodstream." Ryan only said one fact, and he regretted asking. Atleast until he got some drugs. "The gun had no fingerprints,as in it was wiped off. Kurt's "suicide" note was faked. Atleast,the part that made you think he killed himself. And, Courtney paid a dude to kill Kurt, but he backed out." ryan concluded. "Hmm. Learn something new everyday." Ville said
They pulled into Bam's house. Ville ran into the bathroom and got out cocaine,his drug of choice.
Bam went into his room and rolled a joint. He let the mind altering smoke fill his lungs, and slowly exhaled.
Ville had done a line already. He needed more 2 lines. 3. He decided that was enough. He put the powder carefully back into his bag. He sighed, happy to be under a familiar feeling again.
Bam was getting high now,watching smoke escape from the window,smiling with the familiar joy of non-reality came to him at last.
Ville didn't know where his room was, so he just went into a random room. It was Bam's. He saw Bam on the floor, smoke coming from his mouth. He smiled, but not for long. It was marijuana, his second drug of choice. He grabbed one of the joints and smoked it to the stub. And he got another one. He couldn't hide it,he was high. "Oh,hi Ville." Bam said,finally aknowledging the fact Ville was here. And he couldn't even say 'hi' back,because a pair of lips crashed into his.
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