Forlivi (for-lee-vee)
Common Brandd: Forlivi XL, Forlave W, FO4
Availability: Prescription (DOHRCC), BM Pay 500
Pregnancy: should never be taken with human or vampire infants
Alcohol: BM, can be added in mixture
Side effects: blurred vision, anxiety, dry mouth, mental confusion, pain in joints, jaw pain, blood spots in eyes, deteriorating gums, stomach ulcers, throat ulcer, bleeding in the ear, hallucinations, brittle nails, numbness, rapid heartbeat, blood in stool, seizures
Interactions: blood or alcohol
Warnings: This drug treats the inability to stop consuming blood. If you have experienced rashes, chills, swollen lymph nodes or excessive bleeding or sparse bleeding. Please seek medical attention. Forlivi may cause a small brain infection that can enable a stroke. Forlivi is not children under ten or people with anemic disorders, kidney failure, or people who have had a blood transfusion.
Drug Class: anti-psychotic meds
How to Take: Forlivi is a 10 kilogram pill that should be taken by mouth with water after eating. Forlivi should be taken once a day unless told by a doctor. Forlivi should not be crushed or taken with alcohol or sugary drinks nor caffeinated drinks
Description: Ions, Krypton, serotonin, dopamine, endorphins, rubbing alcohol
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Did a baby just tell me to run?
I went looking for Tori and now I'm finding out about… what is this?
That woman upstairs. I can't breathe. It's called rape, I know that. But it was like seven people in the room and that's a gang rape. She was getting raped… by seven niggas. Maybe eight, because that one nigga in the room was letting it happen. What if he's like her baby daddy?
I'm asking too much.
"Run." speaks the pale child. "Are you dead?" I pat it's forehead. "You should be too." Why would I be dead? I keep looking at this blinking baby. THERE! She did it again. Blinking!
"Why do you keep blinking?"
"I can't see."
"Are you blind?"
"No."
"Why?"
"Aleigha hit me." she says. "I can't stop blinking. Can you give me my bottle?"
"Aleigha?" I look around the room and the people have disappeared. "What's happening?"
The pale child turns to lay on her stomach. "It's the realm. The Ghetto is upset--" she covers her mouth. "Oh, I said the key."
"The key?" I take a step back. "You can't same Ghetto. You can't even spell it, you gotta use a Y."
I'm just standing her, talking to an infant. "I'm Val. Valentina. I look like you."
"No the fuck you don't…" I grimace. "But I do. I'm your twin. Not Tori."
"Tori, is my sister…"
"No she isn't. Torielle hates you, she blames you for everything."
"You said you needed a bottle--"
"Listen. Torielle hates you. She got raped next door in the old apartments."
My stomach churns. "That's why she acts funny." says Valentina. "She can't deal with it."
"Ok, she's hurt. But I'm around--"
"You are terrible. Why didn't it happen to you? Why do you call her fat so much?" the baby tilts her head. "That's mean."
"I didn't call her fat to bully her. I call her fat because she is. Tori is fat like she weights 180 pounds. I'm 135."
"She hates you. You're a scary bitch."
I cross my arms with my lips pursed. "Don't you need your bottle to shut the fuck up?"
"You need to kill your sister. But I'm really the sister, because we twins." Valentina cocks her neck, "Heeeyyy."
"The fuck!"
"You need to find Tori but Tori is practically dead."
"She's alive!" Yes, she pain. Yes, she eats. But that's blood to me! "She's an imp's daughter. That big man that put her in the truck? Yeah, that happened before."
"What you mean--" I shake my head, looking at the corner of the basement. "How can you talk?"
"The realm. It keeps memories, the dead, the departed. I's Ghetto, oops, said it again."
"Purgatory?" that's purgatory. The in between heaven and hell. "Then explain vampires."
"Zombies with brains."
"It's a soul."
"Oh please…"
"The realm of Locucts is like that but it comes from Shikki and the father. It's a spell, only magic could make the dead move."
"And?"
"Vampires are real and niggas." she says.
"so, Tori is a vampire?" I put my hands on my hips. "I'm confused."
"I'm telling you. It's a spell on the dead and the suffering. We stuck on repeat, like trauma. Some things have happened already." she explains. "I don't remember this." I don't. I drunk blood and died? That is what happened, right?
"Tori's daddy is full retarded." she rolls her eyes. "I don't know how a handicap man can have a kid but… I think Mable taught him."
"Do you hear yourself?" I grit my teeth. "A woman taught a child to be a rapist?"
"Sure." she blinks and keeps blinking. "The mentally retarded are easy to fuck with. They don't know. Montgomery is retarded. He killed his daughter at 15."
"What?"
"Monty got somebody pregnant. Yahoska. That's Tori's mama but she never talk to her."
"Why?"
"Just like our mom." she looks up at the ceiling. "She's a total whore."
"My mama and your mama?"
"Shiloh didn't ask for that but… that's what Aleigha also did. She wouldn't snitch."
"Who's Aleigha again?" That was a stupid question, but this is also a stupid situation. "Shikki Biblio's father. Mable tortured her ass for nothing. Then she was friends with Iarius, the Lyon family and they were Cajun. Voodoo is heavy." she titters. "I mean Aleigha just kept reloading till he was out of bullets. And Mable wants to come back. It's crazy."
"You know a lot." I smirk, "So what did you do?"
"Nothing. Aleigha asked my mom but he didn't do anything. Then I went missing because of my father and he told a grand lie that he did it, but he was rescuing me."
It's a one after the other. "Mable started it messing with a rapper's daughter. The Power of Word? The giant nigga has clout for days. Shikki's held up in the Old Hood."
"Old hood?"
"You were born there, plus being her granddaughter, I bet you feel it too."
I don't feel anything. "How would I know?"
"Anger. You ever get the jitters? All the little girls can."
I look at my feet. "So, what's happening now?"
"Mable's lose, Tori's a sacrifice and mad as hell and confused. Why don't you go and visit?"
"I can't get in the ghetto…" the room waved before my eyes. Nothing looked the same. I blinked rapidly before finding my senses again. "There it is." she says. "Find the border between life and death."
"How?"
"The stakes line. You need a knife?" she looks her left of the room. "In that box." she points out. "Don't you remember the box?"
I looked at it. I walked over to the box and inside were knives and panties. On the hem of the underwear were jagged cuts. "Still don't remember?"
"You're asking me if I know somebody's underwear…"
"You should…"
This child. I pick a knife and hold it, "That's not yours."
"Why does it matter?"
"Pick the right one…"
I put the knife back and grab a purple one with blood stains. "Another." says Valentina. "Imma just grab one." And I do, I pull out a knife with a broke keychain. The blade is black with an imprint of pink and red swirls close to the edge.
"What do I do with it?"
"You used it before."
"Well, I don't remember!" I snap. "Ain't you one!"
"I'm older than you!" the baby cross their arms. "You need to go to the Ghytto."
"What's the difference?" I furrow. "Less stress." she shrugs. "The realm is close so, you can see disorder."
"Disorder?"
"Bye."
The lights in the basement go out. It's pitch black. I feel for the wall and head up stairs. The house is dark just like when we found Davea. I have a knife and I should be confident but I feel like a toddler left at daycare.
The front door is open and I hear whispers. It gets louder and I turn to the stairs to see a glowing figure in yellow. "Get away from me!"
"Where is she?" a man in a black trench coat, wielding a scythe comes down the stairs. "She was here… I knocked."
"You stupid nigga this ain't the Ghetto!"
He swings the scythe across the air. Davea falls and crawls desperately towards the kitchen. "I told you. I said take care of her…"
"Fuck them kids!" Davea bolted out the kitchen and fired a pistol at the man. The bullets went through and fell out, "You doing it backwards…" A light surrounds him and the bullets hover in the air before taking Davea's leg, side of her lip, and shoulder. "Goddamn it Monty, get the hell out! I kicked them out for this same fucking shit!" Davea cries aloud. "stupid goddamn vampire bullshit!" I go to watch her leave out the backdoor.
They vanish from my view and I hear screaming. I shudder and as I turn the right, I see her body, Tori and I come in the house.
So that's what happened? She must have been running around the house.
The bodies fade away and I hear the walls crack. I turn to the wall near the couch and words show in front of me.
'Double up
Dumped in a ditch
From kins, to in laws, the cousin, and the rude bitch
A surplus of cheap shit, so much to galore
evil, sweet and spicy
You call it poison ivy'
I don't get it. Is it a riddle? Dumped in a ditch? Well, that means to throw something away. Double up sounds like money. Kin, this pretty direct, something about family. What's a rude bitch?
I mean a rude bitch could be just about anybody.
A surplus of cheap shit. What's that? It's so much galore… um, what's the word? Adore? Falling in love?
Evil, sweet and spicy. That sounds like love. You can have a good relationship but it can end badly. Like a baby daddy that cheats or hits they baby mama.
What else is there? Poison Ivy? Well, it can get on your nerves.
Um… buying too much shit, getting' on somebody's nerve. Under they skin… um… something was thrown away. I'm stupid.
I don't know hat that means.
What's a rude bitch. The cousin could be rude. Why am I reading a wall? The words scramble, now it says, 'Suffer.'
Ok. I will. An arrow appears telling me to leave the house and I do. The grass is black, the moon is still silver and the street lamps are red. There a few white lights from the lamps but a lot of red. I walk out to the porch and a black truck passes by slowly.
I have a knife and the darkness with me. I'm about to die. I step on the stairs and just to see what happens, I step on the grass. My theory was correct, it is grass. It is so dark, not because of night either. I could tell it was a truck because the street is still gray.
I jog to the street lamp. As I get under the lamp, the house turns bloody and I hear screaming again. I step out the red light and the house is black. I go to the next light and the screaming starts again. I look to the street and see a gargoyle on a lead. There a people crawling on their hands and knees with bleeding necks.
The man with the big body statue holds a gun andshoots the person in the head. His teeth are glistening. What am I seeing. My heart is racing.
First I was skipping across tires and racing to get out of a house. Is this what happened to Tori?
"Well, Well… Cedrica." sounds a voice. The man I met, Hatch. He appears from nothing with no head. "This is not Torielle."
"It's you again."
"Hi…" he bows. "If step under the lamps you'll see things. You just saw Aleigha."
"What happened to your head?"
"What? It must have fallen off again…" he waves his had over his empty shoulders. "Aleigha's been through Canada. He was young then."
"Does sit have something to do with me?"
"Not at all. But it doesn't pay to learn something." he says.
"What about college?"
"Programs…" he vanishes.
I go to the next street light and to the side is a tank moving through a crowd of people. But the people are faced down, their bodies twitching. An alarm burns my ears. 'Secure the boarder! This is an emergency! Secure the boarder! All citizens should go to the nearest shelter. Secure the boarder!'
I don't ever recall sirens going off in Canada. I don't think I've ever heard it.
I go to the next light and the next light. I stopped looking to the side but I hear pleads and gunshots. I get under a white light and the noises cease. It is silent, I should be happy.
My skin starts feeling like pins and needles and this sharp, breath taking pain takes over. My skin pops, or at least it feels that way. It splits to my shoulder, I can't help but scream.
I grasp my arm and run out of the white light. What is that! What is going on? I get under the next red light and examine my arm. It's a split from my forearm, half way towards my shoulder. I look like broken glass, it's gray; in between the line is blackness.
I'm under a red light and as I stand, I hear a conversation in my ear. "…you kicked me out."
"Chauncey!"
A man with a very pale complexion and nappy black hair. He's a vampire with sharp tusk sticking out his mouth. He has big lips and rather handsome.
He's chained to the bed by his wrist. A younger man holds a gun at his face. "Boy have you lost yo' mind!" he yells. "Untie me!"
"No…" the other replies. "I need the fucking house."
"Chauncey what are you talking about?" he growls. He pulls on the chains, making the bed shake. "I need the necklace to get into the back alleys. You told me I wasn't a son to you, remember?"
"And this shit is why! Look at you! Cracked, crazy, and shitty!"
"Amen…" the man smiles. "How a father can talk to his son like that is probably why he committed suicide."
"How you commit suicide and you standing here before me?"
"Oh… right." he clicks his tongue. "I forgot, you're getting older. Which is why, this is so fuckin' easy. You remember your other son?" His appearance changes. He looks just like him but brighter with a honey complexion. "Gata."
"BULLSHIT ON MY SOUL!" the vampire thrashes in the bed. His wings emerge, "LOW!" he shouts. The word comes out his mouth, the other tosses it to the side. "That's adorable…" Gata chuckles. "You think you still got it." he aims the gun at his head but shots both his kneecaps. The vampire spits fire out his mouth. One of the chains break, he tosses in bed with one chain till holding him.
As it begins to break, he fire a bullet in the vampire's head and neck. He lays flat against the sheets. Gata reloads the gun and shots three more bullets in him.
I flutter my eyes. I witnessed a murder.