S a n i t y - {+18}

✧ 𝖻𝗅𝗎𝖾𝖻𝖾𝗋𝗋𝗒 ✧

-‘๑’-

♔︎  s ᴀ ɪ ɴ ᴛ  ♔︎

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         SAINT watched the little minx from the shadows. A white stick stuck between his lips. A cigarette. His dark eyes were burning with rage and jealously seeing his little doe with other man.

Athena squirmed uncomfortably under Xavier's extremely heavy arm on her shoulder. Xavier paid no attention to her as he chatted with his friends. She sighed in relief when she succeded in removing his arm from her. She leaned against his car.

Saint's eyes never left her. He watched her every move. He could tell that she didn't want to be there so desperately. A satisfied smirk touched the corner of his lips. His mind thought the means of tainting this pure soul.

.  .  .

"What's going in your mind bro?" Saint heard Antonio ask him. He sighed and shook his head.

"Nothing. I'll just go to Larry's. I'll be back with some treasure." Saint winked and Antonio smirked knowing well what he was talking about.

"You've got some cash? Then get some for me too." Antonio asked. Saint nodded and grabbed his coat. Today he preferred walking through the busy roads till he reached the dark side of the city.

A lazy smirk displayed on his lips as he lit up his cigarette and entered the shop. He went straight to the right door in the corner avoiding nosey people.

"Hey Saint! Come on man have some shots." A voice called him from behind. He turned around to find Mark calling him. He shook his head.

"I came for something else man." He responded with the knowing smirk. Mark laughed. Saint entered the room. His dark eyes scanned the area. Larry's frame was not hard to spot.

"Saint, my boy. What a surprise?" A beautiful curvaceous redhead called out from the other side of the room. In an instant she was standing in front of him.

"I did some amazing art for you. You'll totally like it. Come, see!" She clapped her hands enthusiastically. Saint chuckled.

"No, I'm not here for tattoos. I'm dealing today." He explained. The redhead's expressions changed into the seroius ones and she nodded in realization. She motioned him to follow her.

He followed her to familiar staircase leading to the basement of the building. He inhaled the smell as soon as they reached their spot. Retrieving money from his pocket he handed to her. Larry opened the lock of the locker and grabbed some packets from there.

Saint sighed at the sight of them.
"Here you go, boy." Saint filled the packets in the bag he brought and nodded at Larry.

"It's so shame you're going without getting any art on that sexy a** body of yours." Larry complained.

"I'll get some. . .soon very soon." Saint replied. His mind drifted towards the familiar doe like eyes. A long sigh escaped his lips at the thought. His thoughts were getting out of control and he needed to do something about them.

He changed his route towards the forest. After making sure that he was away from the noise and the people, he dropped himself on the ground and then pulled out a small packet of white powder from his bag.