It took only a few moments for him to finish with his call. Griff then walked back into the alley and towards Lukas. "Good news! My sister is coming to get us." Griff smiled wide, "but, she told me that if you puke in her car she will skin you alive." Griff started laughing "but no worries, i'll take the beating for ya."
Lukas chuckled, leaning against the wall, "I'm not causing you too much trouble am I?" He asked, suddenly feeling tired
Griff tilted his head slightly in confusion, "Why would you ask that? you're no trouble at all." He had noticed how exhausted Lukas looked. Feeling bad for him, Griff walked up next to him, grabbed his arm, and put it over his shoulders. "Use me for support."
Lukas gratefully accepted the help, suddenly feeling like he could fall asleep on his feet. He figured it must be all of the alcohol catching up to him
Griff helped him out of the alley so they could wait by the road. "maybe you should have slowed down on the smoking. the strain i have in there helps with anxiety, so it can make some people a little drowsy." He chuckled under his breath. "Ty slishkom milyy." Griff said that last bit under his breath and he glanced over Lukas. Suddenly, a red 2017 dodge charger rolled up in front of them. "Well that was fast. C'mon, ill help you in." Griff opened up the back door for Lukas to climb in.
Lukas got in, leaning his head back against the seat. He forced himself to keep his eyes open, rubbing them furiously. Habitually, he dove in his pocket for his bag, pulling out one and popping it in his mouth, swallowing quickly and letting out a relieved sigh, tucking the bag back in his pocket.
Here's a list of things Lukas is currently addicted to, and has on him! Yay! A flask with vodka, two bags of weed, a bag of xanax pills (that's what he just took) and a bottle of what looks like perscription pills but is actually cocaine in pill capsuls. He's pretty fucked up. Besides that, he's started dabbling in heroine, but he doesn't have any on him//
Griff closed the door after Lukas got situated, climbing into the front seat he was punch in the arm by the woman in the drivers seat. Her silver hair and ice blue eyes were a stark contrast from her dark caramel colored skin. "If you EVER, and i mean EVER call me this late again, i will shove your gloves up your zhopa. Understand?" Her accent was just as heavy as her brothers, yet she looked twice as scary as she glared to her rearview mirror, directly aimed at Lukas "I'm Alistrov by the way, and YOU. If you need to hurl, roll down the window." Griff lightly slapped her arm and said a few words to her in russian before she began driving. Turning around in his seat, Griff tried to smile, but it was obvious he was embarrassed,
"Sorry about Alistrov, shes not a night person. You gonna be okay though?"
Lukas chuckled, "Yeah, I'll be alright," he said, "If you can believe it, I've had worse nights," he felt tired again, so he pulled out a perscription pill bottle and took out a small tablet filled with fine white powder. he capped the bottle and put it away, needing the spike of energy the white substance would provide
Noticing the pill, Griff knew it couldnt be anything safe. In the blink of an eye, Griff had unbuckled his seatbelt and climbed into the backseat to snatch the pill away from Lukas. "Hate me all you want, i'm not letting you do that around me. especially not after drinking and popping a xanax. it'll either send you to the hospital or kill you." Sitting down next to him, Griff stuffed the pill into his front pocket. "And while I've had plenty to drink, a swift punch to your noggin will make you sleep like a baby." For once, Griff seemed to have an angry look on his face, and the energy around him gave off a 'dont fuck with me' vibe. "Dont make my knuckles hurt any more than they already do."
Lukas blinked, a bit shocked by the outburst. He glared at the man, but inwardly knew he was right. The man sighed, grunting in acknowledgement before turning and looking out the window as they drove
Realizing he made Lukas upset, Griff remained quiet for the rest of the drive. Thanks to Alistrovs…quick driving, it was a much shorter drive than it should have been. She only slowed down as she approached a large gate. Pulling up to the intercom, she quickly punched in the passcode, causing the gates to open and reveal a rather large house. While it could be mistaken for a mansion, it wasnt quite as big, yet the architecture was elegant and somewhat Grecian looking. Griff hadnt even noticed they had arrived, he just continued to stare out the window and beat himself up mentally. Gods how he hated making anyone upset, maybe he should take something to take the edge off.
Lukas gaped at the building. He hadn't mentioned it, but he was currently squatting in an apartment. He didn't have a permanent to place. He got out, using the car to stabilize himself as the world began to spin again. He looked over at Griff, "I better be getting that shit back at some point" he growled, "That cost me a shit ton of monwy"
Griff got out of the car and closed the door. Quickly saying a few words to Alistrov, she nodded and headed for the front door. Griff had walked around to Lukas and began helping him into the house, "I'll reimburse you for all of it if you leave all your stuff with Eddy." Griff glanced at Lukas "cause no offense, but with how close you were to taking it a few moments ago, i dont quite trust you." Helping Lukas to the front door, an elderly gentleman in sleepwear opened it up from the inside
Lukas sighed and nodded, "Yeah, okay" he grunted, fishing through his pockets before they were at the door, revealing the bags of canabis and a ziploc bag with xanax pills inside. He shoved them vaguely towards Griff and looked up as the door opened, "Evening, Gramps" he grunted, "Didn't wake you up, I hope"
"Oh no," the elder man smiled as he took the substances from Griff, "thanks to another young man i know, im quite used to being woken up." A light pink rose to Griffs cheeks.
"Thanks for everything Ed. Is there a spare room set?" The old man nodded and gestured to one of the many halls. Griff then began helping Lukas to a room. "Thanks for cooperating. But i do need to ask, why do you trust me so much? Im not saying its wrong, but usually people put up quite a fight. Not saying they need to fight me." Griff rambled as more red flushed to his face. Feeling like an idiot who just dug his own grave, he lightly bit his bottom lip, "I'll just stop talking."
Lukas sat down on the bed, taking a deep breath, " 'Cuz your right" he grunted, rubbing his eyes, "I need to turn around, and I probably wouldn't be this cooperative if I wasn't fucking wasted," he admitted "I'm 19 and have done shit, and if I don't get some sort of help, my whole life is gonna be the same thing. Though Im gonna apologize now, because in the morning when Im hungover, I'll be a helluva lot more anile" he flopped back onto the mattress, "And asking for my shit. Probably some heroine too if you have any" he was rambling at this point
"I figured it was from the alcohol and weed. But still, id rather this than you trying to knock my lights out." Griff fished through the dresser drawers, pausing ever so often to look at Lukas. "And unfortunately i wont be able to provide any extra stuff to you. For my sake, i try to keep it out of the house." Finally Griff dug out a pair of sweatpants and a plain white tshirt and passed them to Lukas. "Here. Change into this. Ill be right back." Griff left the room, closing the door behind him.
Lukas sighed and stood, pulling on the clothes. He rubbed his eyes, groaning quietly. What the fuck was wrong with him? Here he was, in a strangers house, in a strangers bed, high and wasted. What a fuck up.
On his return, Griff paused outside of the room. He was used to bringing strangers home, but why did this feel…different. Sighing and shaking his head, Griff knocked on the door. "Im back. I got you some water and a trash can. Just in case. May i come in?
Lukas looked up, he'd never really had anyone care this much for him, "Yeah, you're good" he grunted, tucking his clothes into the cornee
Griff yawned as he opened the door and walked into the room. "I actually got you a few waterbottles." He set them down on the nightstand and placed the trashcan next to the queen size bed. Griff stretched as he stood back up, causing his shirt to ride up and expose some of his muscled stomach underneath. "If you need anything, turn left out of your room. Three doors down on the left is my room." He headed back towards the door to leave and paused at the doorway "you good?"
Lukas looked at him, "Why are you doing this?" He asked quietly, "I'm a complete stranger, wasted beyond belief, and you know nothing about me. For all you know I could be a psychopathic murderer." He was mainly confused because he's never had anyone do anything for him his whole life. His parents died of overdose when he was seven, his older sister didn't care about him, so he's been on his own ever since. Someone caring about him was extremely foreign
Griff looked toward the ground as he thought of how to answer. "Cause youre cute." Griff gave him a cheesy smile. It quickly faded as he answered seriously, "Everyone needs a lighthouse in stormy weather." Pain showed on Griffs face as he thought about his own past and how lost he was. The amount of friends hes lost. He couldnt just sit back and let it happen to others anymore. "And even if you are a psycho, im sure my sister and i could kick your ass while Eddy calls the paramedics." Griff smiled again, trying to lighten the atmosphere. "Get some sleep." Griff whispered a russian goodnight as he closed the door and walked to his own room
Lukas felt a smile on his face as the door closed. He pursed his lips, hoping the first comment was a joke. Not that he had anything against gays, but he himself was not one. No sir never would Lukas Remi ever have anything to do with a guy. With that pleasant thought, he laid back and fell asleep.
(Time skip to morninng?)
Sure//
Despite all the drinking Griff had done the night prior, he woke up surprisingly early. Moseying to the kitchen, he started on some breakfast for everyone. Eggs, toast, pancakes, and plenty of bacon. the smells filled the house and woke Eddy, who offered to take over. Thinking it best, Griff handed over the spatula and walked to his room to change, then into the little gym they had on the other end on the house. Not much later, Alistrov stirred, walking out of her room, she had on her swimsuit and walked out into the backyard for some sunbathing. Everyone felt it best to let Lukas sleep as long as need be.
It was around 10:30 wjen Lukas finally woke up. He forced his eyes open, groaning loudly. His head throbbed and his stomach churned, signs of his massive alcohol intake the night before. He sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed, rubbing his eyes before standing with a sigh. He ran a hand through his hair, walking over to the door and opening it, following the smell of food
Eddy was standing in the kitchen when Lukas finally walked in, startled for a moment, he smiled warmly "Good morning sir! I figured you be waking later than the other two. I'm just finishing up a fresh batch of bacon for you. The eggs and pancakes are fresh as well." He turned his attention back to the food. Beside the large kitchen was a large, wooden table with a plate and utensils set up. "There is a spot set up for you already. There should also be syrup on the table. But i think Griff put the ketchup away. I'll get it out for you if youd like it."
Lukas blinked, confused for a second. Had… sir? "Uh, no, thanks. I don't need ketchup" he said, sitting down at the table, still waking up