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Random chapter from one of my stories ‘Death Saved Me’

Junior year of high school had come to a close for Phoenix and summer vacation had already begun. Their last day of school, Phoenix and her friends already planned a weekend trip to one of their favorite beaches. Bodies always crowded the sand during the hot summer weather and it was easier for them to blend in while illegally drinking. Normally they’d meet up with others from school and just hangout the entire day, then relaxing by a warm bon fire when the stars lit up the sky.

Phoenix was beyond ecstatic to get herself out of the place she called ‘home,’ and into her vacation body. She’d already packed her bag even though she wasn’t to leave until the next day. She had made sure to pack the blanket that always lay in her bed. She never slept without it and wasn’t going to start now. It was a soft pink and white knitted blanket her mother had made her before she was born. It felt to her that it was the last thing she had to remember her by.

Her excitement for school to finally draw to a close seemed to make the last few days drag more than usual. Now that it was officially over she had time to set out on adventures with her friends, and look forward to her senior year.

Without Death around the girl looked to be herself on the outside, but she didn’t feel it. It wasn’t because she missed him but for the fact she felt a sort of emptiness in her gut. But after the weeks that she never saw his figure pop into her room soon made her become aware that he wasn’t real, and he was in fact someone she had created in her mind. Of course it had to be. No one else could see him except for her. The Grim Reaper wasn’t actually real. It was all in her head.

No mysterious angel came to check on her and Henry had been distant. For the past few weeks she decided against replying to his texts and avoided his house at all costs. Her imaginary friend had told her something along the lines that made her feel as if they knew of each other. If it were true and Henry was also a part of the supernatural world, Phoenix wanted nothing to do with him.

For a while she felt as if she could get her life back on track. No more spinning corners worrying if something was lurking between the shadows. She no longer wanted to be afraid and instead hoped she could come to terms with herself and regain the happiness she missed.

The day the girls had planned to leave, Phoenix was waiting for a phone call from Amanda. She was to pick up Phoenix and meet her other friends at Tina’s house. Tina was a gorgeous blonde and blue eyed girl that Phoenix and Amanda became friends with freshmen year. Tina never felt like she fit in up until high school. She always wore sweatpants and hoodies with her large round glasses. Once she became a freshmen her style changed completely. She never touched a pair of sweats again and instead either wore mini skirts or jeans. She got herself contacts and never left the house without her makeup. She was the most flirtatious out of all of them from then on and always enjoyed capturing the attention from men’s wandering eyes.

Chloe had joined the group when she moved to town two years ago. She was never the brightest bulb in the box which annoyed most, except for Phoenix. She was the type to get to know someone before she ever dared to judge them. Chloe’s hair was dyed red and freckles covered her nose and cheeks. She had almost everything pierced; her lip, nose, eyebrow, ears and nipples. She never enjoyed wearing bras due to the fact she loved to show off the two piercings beneath her shirt.

Phoenix ran outside to meet Amanda at her car and after throwing her duffel bag in the back seat she bounced next to her friend.

“I’m so excited!” She grinned.

“Me too,” Amanda stated, holding the same amount of enthusiasm in her tone. “Tina said her older brother got us enough alcohol to last the weekend. The only thing we still need to get are cups.”

“Already ahead of you,” Phoenix winked as she grabbed the solo cups from her bag.

By the time the girls had made it to Tina’s, Chloe and Tina were already bouncing their way outside. They were both dressed in booty shorts and tank tops, clearly ready to take over the beach. It’d been a while since Phoenix actually got to spend a plentiful amount of time with her girlfriends. It was going to be a wonderful trip.

An hour passed of the friends singing the entire drive to the thumping music. The beach appeared on the right of the long empty road, packed with people partying. The house they rented was big enough for the four of them with an immaculate view of the ocean. The sun was cooling itself behind the waves, lighting the sand and causing pebbles to shimmer.

Not even bothering to unpack, the girls immediately changed into their bathing suits. Phoenix had on a bright pink strapless top with her black ruffled bottoms. It was her favorite bathing suit piece do to that fact it showed off her curves and hugged her chest.

They found a spot on the sand to relax and set their towels down along with the cooler filled with drinks. Already Tina and Chloe were buzzed from drinking during the car ride, so Amanda and Phoenix popped open two bottles together.

“Hey Phoenix!” a familiar voice called out over the loud voices around them.

When the girl spotted her friend Todd coming towards her waving, a pair of shades covering his eye, she smiled and stood off the ground to run into a hug. Todd had been possessed by a darkness a while back whom tried to drown the girl. But to this day Phoenix believes it was the alcohol she had drank causing her to hallucinate and fall into a dream. Todd also never remembered what happened. Him and Phoenix talked as if everything were fine from then on, and even became closer as friends.

“I didn’t know you’d be here,” Phoenix smiled towards him, showing off her perfect white teeth.

“My friends let me tag along,” he replied to her, the smile she had becoming contagious.

The boy lifted his sunglasses to the top of his head, his blue eyes glistening under the sun. He hung around the girls for a while longer before heading back to his group of friends as they started to play Frisbee.

Phoenix couldn’t keep her eyes off Todd’s shirtless body. His sweaty abs twinkled from the golden rays of the sun. A small attraction towards him lifted from the pit of her stomach. Amanda caught her best friend staring and elbowed her side, smirking and wiggling her eyebrows.

“Can’t take your eyes off Todd?” she questioned as Tina and Chloe turned their heads.

“He’s hot,” Phoenix shrugged with a shade of pink erupting through her cheeks. Amanda took a swig of her drink and winked.

“You should totally bone him!” Chloe yelled out over the loud noises.

“Chloe!” Phoenix gasped.

“You have the perfect opportunity,” Chloe told her. “While everyone’s out by the bonfire tonight, you can take him back to the house. You’ll be all alone.”

The four girls began giggling, Phoenix wondering if the words coming from Chloe’s lips could actually work. Sure, Todd was one of her best friends, but the thought of losing her precious virginity to him didn’t seem like too bad of an idea. She did know he wasn’t the type to totally ditch her afterwards. And if it had to be with someone, she’d rather it be with him.

When the moon kissed the sea, the fire flamed as the kids sat around. Todd was seated beside Phoenix, both watching as the ambers sprinkled from the flames. Phoenix was still feeling drunk but had enough sense to know what was going on around her. Chloe’s words danced in her head nearly the whole day. She wanted to take Todd back to the house, but she was afraid of rejection.

“Hey are you hungry?” Todd whispered in her ear.

“A little,” Phoenix replied.

“Why don’t we go back to your house and I’ll make us a little something to eat,” he smirked and butterflies flopped in Phoenix’s stomach.

The two walked off together, Phoenix noticing Amanda and Tina giving her thumbs up. The entire walk felt like an eternity as the girl rubbed goosebumps down her arms. She was nervous to even try anything with Todd. She didn’t want to lose him as a friend but when would there ever be an opportunity like this again?

“All we really brought was cold cuts,” Phoenix announced as she stepped inside and flipped on the lights, Todd right behind her.

“Then sandwiches it is,” he replied and set for the kitchen.

Phoenix sat on a stool near the counter, watching as Todd pulled the ingredients from the fridge. She bit against her bottom lip, watching his still shirtless stomach tighten.

“This knife is pretty sharp,” Todd spoke out of the blue, holding the knife he cut the sandwiches with up to eye level. “It could be used as a...” he stopped to look in Phoenix’s direction, his eyes a light grey. “Dangerous weapon.”

Phoenix gulped, her eyes bulging.

“You,” she whispered more to herself.

“Trying to whore it up?” Todd, who wasn’t really Todd, laughed as he ran his finger over the blade. “You know, I don’t enjoy my prey selfishly going around from guy to guy without at least kissing me first.”

“I thought I got rid of you,” Phoenix sneered, slowly inching off the stool.

“You can never get rid of me,” the deep voice chuckled, noticing the girl was about to run. “I’m everywhere.”

Phoenix dashed in the direction of the hallway. She slid around the corner and hid in the closets closet, pushing herself back against the wall and covering her mouth to keep her loud breathing quiet.

“I love hide and seek,” Todd called, slowly walking down the hallway. “Especially when there’s a knife involved.”

Phoenix heard the feet tap against the hard wood floor, coming closer to where she hid. The shadow of a figure loomed through the cracks of the door, stopping just outside it.

“Gotcha!” Todd yelled just as he banged open the door. Phoenix let out a scream, crawling past him to begin running again.

Her feet brought her back to the kitchen so she could escape through the front door and find help. Only her plan was defeated when a body pulled her against them, the knife planted right against her throat. She yelped and became still when she felt the cold blade slide across her skin gently. The pressure the boy put against it wasn’t enough to cut through her but it defiantly scared her.

“Now what did you think was going to happen tonight?” Death spoke through the body he possessed. “He was going to actually steal your virginity? Well I won’t let that happen. That precious flower of yours belongs to me. After all, demons sure do love a virgin.”

“Death,” Phoenix hissed through her clenched teeth. “I thought you were going to leave me alone.”

“Plans have changed my dear,” he cooed into her ear. “Once you decided to slut it up, I had to step in and stop you.”

“But why,” she gritted.

“Because you’re mine.” At his words, the girl shuddered uncontrollably. “And since you belong to me, you will fall under my command. Do exactly as I say.”

“I’ve already told you,” Phoenix began, finding her perfect opportunity to free herself. “I don’t belong to you!” Just as she finished her words, she kicked her leg back and kicked the boy directly in his testicles.

Hunching over, Death could feel the pain the body did and snarled in anger. Phoenix grabbed another knife off the counter and held it in front of her.

“Careful,” Death tsked, still hunched. “You hurt me; you’re really only hurting Todd.”

Phoenix frowned and stomped her foot like a stubborn child.

“Reveal your true form you wimp! Fight me like a man!”

“You really want that?” he asked her as the pain subsided and he straightened his back.

Phoenix gulped again and wondered if she’d regret her choice of words.

Right before her eyes the body of Todd began to twitch and jerk until his movements became inhuman. She watched in horror as his mouth opened wide enough for Death to slither his way out of the body as if it were only a costume. Todd fell to the floor unconscious after Death had finally released his form and stretched out his muscles. He kicked Todd’s body to the side more with his heavy boot and then focused his attention back to Phoenix.

Tonight his normal cloaked wardrobe was different. A black hoodie draped around his body, the hood still covering his face. Dark washed jeans fell down his legs and landed at the usual black combat boots he wore which were always in perfect condition. Phoenix thought Death’s outfit made him resemble more of a teenager tonight, but his towering form proved her wrong. He was still a monster.

Death extended his arm to the side, his hand wide open as if he were waiting for something to appear there. Instantly like a magnet, a tall stick appeared in his grasp, a long curved blade at the end of it. Phoenix had only seen this item in movies and couldn’t help but stare at her reflection in the clean blade. Her tiny knife she still held was nothing compared to this.

A scythe.

Phoenix knew he was going to fight her with this which wouldn’t be playing fair. But instead he twisted it to the side and sliced through the air, creating purple and white smog to circle itself until it became big enough to form an opening. Inside the smog that still circled, Phoenix saw what looked like another world. She recognized it as Purgatory, the place Death took her the first night they met again. She shuddered from the awful memories of sluggish souls wandering the streets aimlessly.

“You see this place?” Death spoke out to her as he pointed to the portal. “Remember how I’d send you here if you disobeyed me?”

Phoenix chewed the inside of her cheek glaring at him.

“Do you want me to do that?”

Phoenix rolled her eyes and clenched her fist at her side, wanting so badly to punch him in his unseen face.

“Answer me!” Death snarled.

“Obviously not!” Phoenix replied with the same snarky attitude.

“Ok, then what are you going to be doing from now on?” Death taunted her, twirling his finger in the direction of the portal as if teasing her.

She never wanted to return to that awfully place, especially if she were to be trapped there alone.

“You’re all in my head,” Phoenix replied. “I created you from my sick imagination. That place isn’t real and neither are you.”

“Shall we find out then?” Death smirked, his lips twitching.

Suddenly he grabbed Phoenix’s arm and dragged her with him. When she tried to attack him with the knife he merely swiped it from her grasp, and then stuck half her body through the portal. Phoenix looked down to the town as if she were floating in the sky. She screamed when Death let her go to fake her out, but then grabbed her once again.

“Fine!” Phoenix yelled, closing her eyes to keep the images of the place out of her head. “I’ll listen, I’ll listen!”

Death whipped her back but never let go of her arm. Immediately the portal swooshed closed after Phoenix’s body retreated from it.

“Good,” Death grinned. “I hope this time you’ll listen. Oh and by the way,” he paused to lick his lips and eye her body up and down. “Sexy bathing suit.”

Before Phoenix could cover herself with her arms, Death was gone with a snap of his fingers. The girl immediately ran to Todd’s side as he began to groan, waking slowly.

“What happened?” he asked her groggily.

Phoenix knew he wouldn’t believe the truth so she made up a lie. “You fainted. How much did you drink?”

“Not a lot,” he responded, looking to the ceiling. Little did she know; Todd made an excuse to bring Phoenix back to the house because he too wanted time alone with her. He was also attracted to her but never took a chance for the fact he wasn’t sure if it’d ruin their friendship.

“I think I’m going to get back to my hotel,” he sighed as Phoenix helped him stand. “I’m not feeling too good.”

“Alright,” she frowned. Todd felt sorry that he had ruined the night but still he took a chance and bent down to her level, placing a small kiss to her soft lips.

Phoenix shocked, watched Todd leave as she touched the spot he kissed. She wasn’t expecting it but alas felt weak in the knees. She prayed Death wasn’t going to flip out about it.

Later that night when the girls returned to the house, they found Phoenix curled up in front of the television. She had to explain the lie to them also of how Todd fainted and returned back to his hotel. Nothing happened between them which left her bummed. She was still pissed that Death had interrupted her and hated him even more for it. She couldn’t understand if he was just jealous, or really was trying to “protect” her as he says.

When her friends headed off to bed Phoenix did the same. She was snuggled against the soft blanket, her eyes shut but her mind still powered on. It was difficult to fall asleep considering she was still thinking about the kiss Todd shared with her. Did it mean something? Did he like her?

“Isn’t this adorable,” a wicked voice jolted Phoenix into a sitting position. She saw Death at the foot of the bed. “Cuddled up next to your blanky,” he mocked her.

“Get lost jerk off,” she snarled in anger.

“I could be your blanky if you’d like,” he purred but she wasn’t in the mood for his taunting.

“I said, get lost!”

She chucked a pillow in his direction which he dodged immediately. He then snatched the pillow off the floor and threw it directly at her face. Phoenix pounced then, running off the bed and jumping onto the tall creature hoping to knock him down. When his body stood like a statue she instead tried chocking him with her arm wrapped tightly around his neck. Since he still wasn’t dressed in his cloak there was nothing to protect him so she finally had victory when he coughed. She kept squeezing tighter until he eventually flipped her over him, Phoenix landing roughly on her back. When the wind was ripped out of her she moaned in pain and rolled against the floor in agony.

Death loomed above her and snorted.

“Funny, you grew some balls,” he growled and reached down to lift her up by her throat. He slammed her against the wall, pinning her in place as the air was sucked from her.

“This is how you choke someone,” he told her then began to squeeze his hand. She gasped for a breath but couldn’t receive it. As her lungs tightened and her face became red, Death released her and she once again fell to the floor.

“You’re a psycho!” Phoenix yelled to him.

“I get that a lot,” Death only shrugged.

“Can you leave now? You’ve tormented me enough!”

“I just came by to tell you something and I had to get attacked,” he stated lightly as if he were offended.

“What is it?” Phoenix huffed, crawling back to the bed where she made herself comfortable against the pillows. “I need my beauty sleep.”

“Well I’m not going to tell you now.”

“I hate you!” Phoenix cried out. “Stay away from me. You’ve ruined everything good in my life. You take away the chances I have with any guy. And you’re a sarcastic prick. I don’t need you taunting me every chance you get. Get out of my life!”

Death placed a hand over his chest as if his feelings were hurt, which they weren’t. He bent down to the girl, never revealing his face. He tilted his head to the side, staring at her angry expression before him. He could see how much hatred filled her eyes and his hands went cold. He wasn’t understanding why but for some reason he felt more numb than usual, as if the words actually upset him.

“Fine,” he whispered coldly. “Good fucking bye.”

And just like that, Death vanished, leaving Phoenix once again alone. She couldn’t believe her words actually worked into making him leave. She felt like doing a victory dance but the tiredness in her eyes grew. She crawled back into bed and finally managed to get some sleep. Without Death around, she could easily do that.

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thewriterxo · 6 years ago

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Prologue to one of my stories “Keep Dreamin’”

The day started like any other. I was rushing around my kitchen with my homework dangling from my teeth and my pants falling off my hips due to the fact I hadn’t found my belt yet. The toast popped up from the toaster which startled me enough to spill the coffee in my hand all over my shirt. I complained about how hot the substance was against my skin and bounced around the room like an ape on crack. When my little sister Bella found me I had caught my balance and ripped the top from my body, throwing it towards the basement door where my mom would know it was dirty. Bella was shaking her head with a smirk, happily pouring herself a cup of coffee and not even flinching to help me.

“Great, all my shirts are dirty,” I complained and gripped the counter, hoping I could break it.

“Just take one of mine,” Bella told me. “You need to dress more girly anyways. Band shirts and oversized hoodies is tomboy attire.”

“Shut up,” I groaned and pushed her shoulder playfully while I ran for her bedroom.

Digging through the messy pile of clothes on her closet floor, I finally found a black shirt hiding in the many colorful ones. It was cropped and cut to a V at the top, and it was probably her only black shirt. I slipped into it and finally met her back in the kitchen where I was able to butter my toast and get a new cup of coffee.

“We’re going to be late again,” Bella rolled her eyes from where she stood by the front door.

“I’m coming!” I groaned and shoved both pieces of toast into my mouth so I could grab my coffee and backpack. We both fell into my moms old beat up Honda she had passed down to me.

Our mother worked as an assistant for a very successful business man and she made pretty decent pay as he was very old and she worked for him for ten years. She worked long hours and was usually gone on business trips with her boss as she needed to be with him most of the time. She made a home in a suburban neighborhood where she raised Bella and I mostly alone. My father passed away five years after my baby sister was born.

The memories I had with my father were always nice to look back on. He was my absolute best friend. I had a special bond with my father, one much different than I had with my mother. Him and I did so much together. He would always take me fishing or camping which made my love for the outdoors grow. He was always there for me at such a young age and I could never picture my life without my father. By the time I was seven he was ripped from my arms all together and I was heartbroken. Doctors had to put me on antidepressants at the age of eight because I became mute. I wouldn’t talk to anyone, not even my mother. But once I was a teen and attended junior high, I found a group of friends to break me out of my shell and show me how to have more fun. The first time I had ever been to a party was with them, and it showed me there was still things to enjoy in life.

When we had been invited to a high school party we were beyond ecstatic. Sapphire, Paige, Asia and I had planned our outfits days in advance, and made sure we looked our best for that party. I could remember walking into the crowded house, lights dim, music blasting, and smoke everywhere. The smell of alcohol would burn my nostrils and as my friends raced for the kitchen to get drinks, I wandered towards the smell of marijuana. It was so intoxicating to me that my nose dragged me into the living room where a couple of boys wearing beanies and hoodies sat dozing away on the couch. They passed around the blunt as I watched, intrigued as they inhaled and exhaled the smoke.

“You want a hit?” one boy with bloodshot eyes had asked me and I couldn’t deny his offer.

The first time I smoked weed was one of the best days that I never wanted to forget. For years I was miserable and completely unhappy what with my father gone and my mother rarely home. All I had was my sister but she couldn’t understand my pain for our father. She didn’t have the same relationship I shared with him.

After smoking that plant though I finally felt like I could smile. The feeling of my body going numb had me relaxing, all the tense muscles easing up. I danced with my friends all night and enjoyed myself. For once, I was completely in a trance of happiness and I loved it so much that everyday since that night, I’ve smoked. I wasn’t going to say I was ashamed of myself for being a pot head. Almost everyone in my school was smoking weed. Some more than others…but as long as I could be off the damn antidepressant pills then I was fine.

Arriving at school was where Bella and I parted ways. She would wander off with her friends while I’d head to the back of the school where I’d meet up with Paige and Asia.

The three of us have stayed close throughout high school, but Sapphire grew distant our freshmen year. She started to become friends with the more popular group of girls. Heather ran the group. Being the daughter of the mayor made her the most popular girl in school. If evil took a human form, it’d be those girls, much different than Sapphire, but as long as they didn’t bother me then what do I care. They’re your typical high school bullies.

“Look what the cat dragged in,” Paige smiled, already stoned.

I took a seat with them on top of the rocks hidden behind trees and got passed the thing I craved the most. When I took in my first drag, I couldn’t help but feel much more relaxed.

“Look at you in a crop top,” Asia beamed with her pearly white teeth. “Borrowed your sisters clothing?”

I rolled my eyes and took another hit. The girls were like my sister, always harping on me because I rarely dressed like a girl. It didn’t matter to me what I wore. Who was I trying to impress? I wasn’t going to wake up earlier just to look cute.

Asia and Paige were the opposite. They made sure their hair looked nice, always applied makeup, and dressed cute.

“I spilled coffee on myself again,” I laughed. “All my clothes were dirty.”

I passed to Asia and rummaged through my backpack to make sure I had my homework. I then pulled out my usual dark green oversized jacket and flung it around myself. Paige shook her head and laughed.

“This history test has me stressed,” Paige groaned and indulged herself with a conversation about school work. Asia focused in on her ramble while I leaned back and enjoyed the numbness my body consumed.

Every time I got high I would think of my mother for a split second. She knew what I was doing and she didn’t like it. It took me forever to convince her this was better for me than popping pills to make myself happy. I’ve gotten so used to the antidepressants that they weren’t even working anymore. Weed was different, it would always work.

By the time I was in third period I was already falling asleep. I wasn’t able to smoke last night considering I ran out of my supply, so I got a shitty night of sleep. I tapped my pen frantically on top of my books as I watched my classmates pile in, trying desperately to keep my eyes open. I watched Sapphire walk in with her long blonde hair burned straight and her plaid mini skirt nearly riding up. She didn’t even pass me a glance and sat all the way across the room where she normally sat. It appalled me how a person could let so many years of friendship fall apart just to be popular. I knew Sapphire the longest out of my friends. In kindergarten she was the new girl and no one really wanted to be friends with the new kid. I was the only one who sat with her, who’d play with her, and who’d be her friend. Now look at us. She walks past as if she had no idea who I was. I guess that’s what happens when you let your ego get the better of you.

When school was finally finished I dropped Bella off at a friends house and headed downtown where my dealer lived. The apartment building was plain and blended in with the rest. Worn down and ready to collapse. I was always worried walking up the long flight of stairs as they squeaked and shook every time I walked on them.

James pulled open his door when I knocked and I stepped inside, making myself comfortable on his shitty couch. Prescription bottles covered his crusty coffee table as usual and there was a line of white dust already set up. After James snorted the line he sat next to me and cleared his scratchy throat.

“I ran out of weed,” I told the boy and he nodded.

“I know. Why else would you be here?”

James was dangerous. Tattoos covered nearly his entire body and his muscles told anyone that he was the wrong one to mess with. But I knew he had a soft spot for me. I was the only client he’d even allow in his home. His brother and him sold more than just weed, and considering they were the only dealers in town they made bank.

“The thing is, I don’t have the cash right now,” I told him and bit my bottom lip.

James looked my way and sighed heavily. “Kelsey,” he began. “You already owe me three-hundred-“

“I know, I know,” I stopped him. “I told you I’m going to get it to you. I just got to ask my mom for some cash. I haven’t seen her.”

“You’re telling me that you haven’t seen your mom in two months?”

I bit my lip even harder and moved awkwardly where I sat. The truth was it was always hard getting money from my mom. She knew what it was for and she’d always tell me to find my own way to get the cash.

“James please. You know I need it.”

James took the blunt he had from his ear and began to smoke it, not answering me and instead staring off into space. He would eventually cave and give me what I wanted, and I would tell him I’ll pay him back and be on my way. So I just sat there and waited.

“I’m giving you half than what you normally take,” he finally told me and I smiled, reaching over to kiss his cheek.

James passed me the blunt and I couldn’t deny it. I stared down at the prescription bottles filled with pills and wondered what the big deal was. If weed made me feel this good, then how good could those make me feel? I’ve never tried it and never really thought of it. But gazing at the pills now had my brain souring with questions.

“Think you could sell me something stronger?” I asked him, motioning towards the table.

“No way. I’m not going to let you get hooked on that shit. It’s dangerous.”

“Oh c’mon,” I scoffed. “Just to try?”

“You don’t just ‘try’ hard drugs. You get hooked. And considering the shit that goes on in your head, I already see you becoming a feen.”

“You’re no fun,” I groaned and leaned back comfortably.

When I became determined to do something, I’d find a way to do it. And I began to grow even more curious as to how these pills could make me feel.

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