like a railroad

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That night was rough.

I needed to get the drugs out of my system so we tried to hurl it out.

I was bent over the toilet, Vinnie holding my hair into a ponytail with one hand and stroking my back with the other. I loved him for sticking with me through this disgusting night.

I gagged, my body lurching... but no matter how hard I tried I just couldn't do it.

"Vinnie, do you remember that time I couldn't throw up so you-" he cut me off. "No."

"Oh come on-" my sentence was cut off by a sharp gag. "Please vin."

"Fine, but you owe me." 

He took both hands off of me, taking off his rings. Once the large collection of silver was placed on the counter, he held my hair firmly and sighed.

"Ready baby?" I shivered. "Just do it V." He shoved his middle finger into my mouth, and I literally felt it curve down my throat.

My mouth began to water, preparing itself. I tapped his arm and he pulled it out, just in time for me to throw up in the toilet. 

I panted heavily over the toilet, spitting into the bowl before flushing. "Well that was fun." Vinnie laughed lightly.  "Fuck you." I laughed, my voice coarse and barely audible.

...

It was the next day and my voice was still hoarse.

Okay I know what you're thinking... ella your sick, ella go get some rest. But no. I will not be going to bed.

I was sitting in my room, waiting to go to dinner, it was supposed to be a date night for me and Vinnie.

I was in my dress:

And wore a pair of chunky white heels. I was scrolling through insta when I figured maybe he got sidetracked and walked towards his room.

I walked inside and he fixed his cuffs, turning around. "I know, I know, I'm running late but-". He stopped talking, his eyes locked on me.

"What." I shifted my eyes around his room. Suddenly all of his wall art seemed so much more interesting. Was something wrong with my hair... I mean I didn't usually pin it back this way.

"I know it's a little short but I figured it'd match your suit."

Still silence.

"Ahhh you're worrying me say something."