Sabrina ; The next generation

Sixty-seven

It's not like it was a problem.

Sure, every time I got the tiniest bit stressed in the first week back, my first thought was that some Oxy could calm me down.

But it wasn't a problem. I distracted myself, because it wasn't a problem.

I went to Naomi and I kissed her until the urge to take Oxy went away.

But did it ever go away?

No...

It was starting to scare me and two weeks after coming back to school, I realised that after the first Oxy, I stumbled across a problem.

"Addiction runs in your family."

I couldn't admit it to anyone. This was what Marco warned me about. This was what my parents were so afraid of, and now I laid sleepless at night, because I couldn't stop thinking about that amazing feeling I got when snorting the crushed up Oxy.

But it wasn't like that.

This wasn't like with Marco. This wasn't like with Eli and his weed. This wasn't like with mum and alcohol.

It wasn't a problem.

I quickly learned that the reason Naomi carried drugs, was because she sold them to students from sixth year and up, to earn some money so she could save up for a flat after school.

I went with her when she met up with people to sell, and I stood in the background, eyeing the drugs that was handed over.

But Naomi would never sell to me.

A month after having returned to Hogwarts, I noticed that I had started smoking a lot more.

Just anything to try and feel what I felt on the Hogwarts Express. I easily smoked a pack a day and it was frustrating when mum wouldn't send me more than a pack a week.

When mum started saying one pack every other week, I had a meltdown about it. I read the letter where she told me I smoked too much, that I needed to cut down and that she would send one pack every other week, and I cried and I had an anxiety attack.

Because now I didn't have enough cigs to calm down whenever I felt the urge.

So one day while Naomi was in class, I was hurrying down the hallway, my breathing fast and heavy.

I ran down the stairs to the dungeons, said the password and made my way into the Slytherin common room.

I went for her dormitory and I dropped to my knees by her bed, pulling out the small bag where I knew she kept her drugs.

I searched through the different kinds, finding the Oxy and I tried calculating how much I could take without her noticing.

But it wasn't a problem.

It was just to take the nerve off. To calm down. I had NEWTs coming up in four months, I worked hard and it stressed me out.

That's what I told myself to justify the use of drugs.

But it wasn't a problem.

I hadn't done Oxy since January and it was February.

What harm could it do?

It wasn't like I was doing it every week, or even every day.

I had done it once before and this would be the last time.

I promised myself this would be the last time.

Just this once.

I grabbed a few Oxy's and pushed the bag back under the bed, then stood up and pushed the small plastic bag into my pocket.

The door to the dormitory opened and I turned my head quickly, seeing Naomi who froze when her eyes landed on me.

"Breena..." she let out a small chuckle. "...what're you doing?"

"I— I missed you." I smiled sweetly and dropped down on her bed. "I'm bored."

Naomi walked over to the bed, dropped the bag to the floor and then joined me on the bed.

"Haven't you been in class?" She asked and ran her hands across my stomach, tilting her head as she looked at my face.

"Nah... I skipped."

"You skipped? Didn't you have potions right now? You know... with your uncle as the teacher?"

My eyes widened slightly.

"Oh shit." I spoke before laughing. "He's gonna be pissed."

"Yeah... well." Naomi shrugged and hiked my shirt up so she could run her hand along my bare stomach. "Isn't he always pissed at you?"

I smiled.

"I do tend to piss him off." I said and sat up. "Now, it was nice chatting but I really have to pee."

Naomi chuckled.

"You know we have a bathroom, right?" She asked and nodded towards the bathroom that her and her roommates shared.

My lips parted to say something as I looked towards the room, but then I cleared my throat.

"I uh... I mean, I've got a lot of homework to catch up on so I'll just use the bathroom in my own dorm." I said before I leaned down and gave her a quick peck.

Naomi narrowed her eyes at me like she did when she knew I was full of shit, but she didn't question it.

I hurried out of the dorm, then out of the common room.

When I got to my own dorm in the Gryffindor tower, I hurried into the bathroom, shut and locked the door behind me.

I fumbled a little as I pushed the bag of Oxy's out of my pocket. I placed it on the sink, pulled off one of my bigger ring and smashed the pills until they were all powder.

I poured it out on the sink, found my credit card and separated it into three different lines.

Then I snorted the first one, throwing my head back afterwards as I let out a breath. I rubbed my nose, then shook my head at how rough it felt, and then I snorted the next line.

After the third, I slid down the wall and sat on the floor, my head leaned back against the wall.

"You're in deep fucking shit, Sabrina." I muttered to myself, rubbing my nose again and again.

I could feel it and then the effects started kicking in.

The world started moving by slower. I moved slower. I felt sleepy but I felt fantastic at the same time.

I pulled myself off the floor, slowly got rid of the evidence before leaving the bathroom, stumbling into the doorframe with my shoulder.

"Ow..." I fell back against the opposite frame and I broke into laughter, then moved towards my bed.

"Sabrina?"

"Dominique!" I squealed, gasping as my eyes went wide with the sight of her.

Then I collapsed on my bed and groaned as I moved onto my back, staring at the ceiling.

"The fuck are you doing?" She asked. "Are you high?"

"No." I giggled. "I don't drugs.. do them I mean."

My voice was slurred and I wasn't sure that Dominique caught a single word from that.

"I love you Dom." I whispered. "Theo's out so you are in. Favourite cousin you are."

Dominique got off her bed and approached me. I turned my head and looked at her through tired eyes.

Then I started crying silently.

"Please don't tell my mum." I whined. "It's just once. It's just now. It's never."

Then I broke into laughter again, wiping the tears from my eyes.

"Alright. I think you need to sleep." Dominique walked back to her bed, grabbed her blanket and walked back, spreading it over my body. "Goodnight Sabrina."

I continued to laugh.

"Night night Dommy."

It wasn't a problem.