The Perfect Drug (Nouis)

Prologue

Bringing this back since a few of you have been asking for it.

This is a Nouis story & it will contain themes of self-harm, loads of angst, drug/alcohol refferences, & possibly killing & smut/steamy scenes.

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Anger.

It consumes you.

Eats away at you and ruins you till your nothing.

This anger has been steadily growing inside me since I was five – twelve years later and my insides are completely hollowed out, figuratively of course, and I feel nothing.

I thought I'd be able to trick myself into thinking everything was ok, but even I'm not that stupid.

I see the cruelness in this world, the evil within.

Life does not bring joy.

Life does not bring happiness.

It brings anguish.

It brings sorrow.

I have no purpose; I have no reason, yet I'm still here.

Here to suffer.

Here to live a dull life full of pain and agony.

These demons haunt me day and night.

My anger is slowly reaching it's snapping point.

And the darkness is slowly consuming me.

I'm living just to die.

Or I was, until I met him...

He showed me what it was to feel again.

He brought me back to life.

He's the one thing I never knew I needed.

He's... The Perfect Drug.