Class Villainess

Chapter 92 - A Pitiful Drug Addict (3)

I didn't think I could retrieve more information from him, but at least that was enough to incite the plan inside my head. I could discuss this with Logan, and he could use his charm to get more information from Leah. 

"Okay, thank you for your help," I said as I tried to side-step him.

But this guy suddenly grabbed my arm and demanded, "The chalk, give me the chalk."

"Ah—" 

I just remembered the syringe I promised him. It was in my hand, and of course, there was a trace of crystal meth in it. I could just give it to him and leave, but…

I stared at him…

His face had traces of violent scratches, his neck had holes around, and his eyes were red. He was spacing out most of the time. I could see the pain in his eyes, maybe he didn't realize it, but he didn't need this syringe.. 

He needed help, a rehab definitely. 

Thus I put the syringe back in my backpack, and he reacted wildly by clenching my arm even harder, "That's mine! You promised to give it to me!" 

"Do you really want that small amount of leftover meth? I can give you more later," I said calmly and confidently, trying to convince him that I had this crystal meth. 

"You're lying! Just give me that!" 

"Oh chill, I have a stock of chalk. If you want this leftover, you can have it, but I won't give you more later."

…

The guy was contemplating for a moment. Maybe he thought it was worth releasing me and waiting for an even bigger prize soon. 

In the end, he did release me and said, "I'll wait for your promise. I know your name, so I can search you in case you lied," he threatened me.

I almost laughed when he said that because he knew me as Chrissy Miles.

So if he tried to search for that name, the one who would take the responsibility was Chrissy. Well, at least it would taint her reputation and slowed her progress to bootlick to the top. 

I definitely remembered that Barbara hated druggies the most because she didn't want to taint her reputation as the 'good girl.'

This would hinder Chrissy's step, so I could take her down easier. At least I didn't want her to be Barbara's slave too quickly. 

"Sure, you can just search me. You remember my name, right?"

"Uh… Chris… Chris…"

Oh, I guessed that drugs really ruin his short term memory, "Chrissy Miles. You search me if you need that chalk."

"O—Okay, keep your promise. Because I'll come to you later…" the guy said. 

Hahahaha! I wondered how Chrissy would react when a druggie suddenly came at her and asked for chalk. She would be the new gossip in the school! 

I nodded lightly and strutted away from him, leaving the club building and heading straight to the front gate to leave the school with my bike.

**

I returned home quite late in the evening, and my Mom had returned from her job.

She was sitting, eating her failed dinner. 

She glanced at me and smiled, "Oh, Em, welcome home. Do you want my dinner? I made pasta." She said while showing the charred dinner. 

Today's menu was burnt pasta, it seemed.

I shit you not. She made burnt pasta and still ate it without even frowning. I started to wonder if my Mom didn't have a taste bud at all. 

"I'm good, Mom. I'll just cook something for myself," I said. 

"Ah, you should do that," Mom chuckled. She didn't mind my refusal because she knew her food was bad. It was only her that could eat her own cooking, and me… if I had no other choice. 

"How about Grandma? Did she eat already?" I asked while wearing an apron. 

"Oh, your Grandma said that she had a dinner already," Mom said. Her expression chilled as if she had just said something serious. 

"Already? Did she eat your—"

"No, she said the handsome man in red rose visited her in the late afternoon, and he brought food. He offered the food he brought, and your Grandma seems to have trusted that guy too much. She ate everything he spoon-fed," Mom reported. "I'm glad that he doesn't have a bad intention, like poisoning your Grandma. But that's too much. Em, are you sure that he's not your boyfriend?"

My body chilled after I heard the report. That red rose man went as far as starting to get familiar with my family and always came whenever there was nobody inside the house except Grandma. He even started bringing food for Grandma, and she naively agreed to eat whatever he brought!

I found this was too chilling, and I denied the accusation immediately, "No, Mom. I have no boyfriend, and I'm not close to any boy right now." 

I wanted to count Logan and Mason, but then again, they weren't exactly close with me. Mason was still busy with his training to be a quarterback, while Logan… did Logan thing. I didn't know what he did anyway.

"Do you think we should set up CCTV?" Mom asked seriously. Honestly, a CCTV would be nice, but we were a bit too poor to install that right now. I knew that Mom was still saving money, and we still had to pay the health insurance, mostly for Grandma. 

We are always on a tight budget, though at least we didn't need to use the food coupon anymore. 

"Installing CCTV is too expensive. It's better to save it for now. I have his number, Mom. That red rose man, I'll see what I can do."

Mom sighed and nodded, "Well, you're right. We're still on a tight budget. We can't possibly install CCTV, let alone putting it on our monthly bill."

"Don't worry, Mom. I will try to find a way," I said. I started cooking simple chicken broccoli for dinner. 

That red rose man got bolder every time he visited. I started to wonder if he wanted something from my family.

Maybe I should ask my Grandma about more detail, so I might be able to catch him.