now and future || bbc ghosts

part one || deaths

cw: contains drugs and drug effects.

"You sure no ones here?" I turned to Mike, concerned.

"Can't see why anyone would be in there. I come here all the time with my other mates to do this," He glanced at the small tote bag on my shoulder, "always abandoned doubt anyone can even live here," We reached the driveway of the mansion. The outside wall read "Button House" and I scoffed at the weird name. Imagine being called Button.

We crossed the lawn and went to the back. The entire house seemed to go on forever as we walked past the dirty bricked walls, moss climbing the lengths of it. We hopped over the short fence to go into the garden, and opened the backdoor that had been previously unlocked. There was a curving staircase opposite the door and we stepped up the stairs no one speaking a word incase someone was in the house. 

"This seems good," He opened a door and led me into a room, with a fourposter bed that hadn't been slept in for what seemed to be a hundred years. I caught his eye and we sat in the middle of the floor and I emptied out my bag. A half empty pack of sterling cigarettes, a lighter, a pack of pills marked "H" and another, smaller, zipped up bag scattered across the floor. I picked up he pack of Sterling and took one out and placed it to my lips. I lit the end of the fag and inhaled the smoke.

"Toss me the pack," Mike reached his hand out and I threw the pack along with the lighter over to his side, exhaling and blowing smoke to the side. Opened the smaller bag and set my phone to airplane mode just so my parents wouldn't worry where I was. 

"What now?" I asked him looking down at the stuff we'd brought.

"Be patient V, lemme do this first." He lit his cigarette and opened the pack of white pills and took the spoon. I rolled the citric acid I'd stole before we came over and he poured it into the spoon along with three and a half pills. He heated them together with the lighter until it became a liquid which he then put down on a chest of drawers next to us. I watched him do it, incase I messed anything up. He placed a cigarette filter onto the spoon and drew the liquid into a syringe he pulled from his pocket. He took his shoelace from his own shoe and tied it round my arm for me. I smiled my thanks to him and he passed me the syringe.

"So what do I do? Just put it in there?"

"Do it at an angle, makes it easier." He tipped and started doing the spoon ritual again but this time for himself. Cigarette still between my lips, I looked for a prominent vein along my arm. When in found one I raised the needle up to my arm and pressed it into the blue line. It broke my skin and I hissed through my teeth, I then pushed the end of the syringe, putting all the liquid into my arm. 

"You do it?" He asks, brown eyes looking down at my arm, then at my face. I nodded and began to untie the lace when suddenly my face began to flush and my heart rate sped up. I looked in a grimy mirror next to me and saw myself. The moved around the black dress I was wearing and I saw the eyeliner under my eyes was slightly smudged and I stood up to fix it. As soon as my hand pushed me up, I got an immense amount of pressure in my head and I stumbled back. The feeling of euphoria was kicking in and suddenly everything seemed a little bit brighter and better. I looked up and down, and again, and again, and again. I saw mike look at me and I smiled down at him. 

This feeling was soon replaced by nausea and my heart rate began to speed. I stood still, leaning my hand on the drawers for balance while the other hand held my mouth. My hand was cold against the hot skin on my face. I was back down on the floor but I didn't remember sitting back down but I was hunched over holding my mouth still.

"You alright? Violet?" I heard Mike say but as if I were underwater, or on the other end of a bad line, I couldn't hear or understand. A tingling sensation crept up my hands and legs and soon covered my whole body. I must've tried to go to the bathroom connected to the room because the last thing i remember is falling down and everything fading into nothing. Touch first, then sight, when lastly hearing.