Flower Face

01

TW! There are some triggering topics in here, proceed with caution.

Im gonna try to play it cool and act like i'm not having an eternal panic struggle right now. None of this is visibly obvious, I mean besides for the stars i'm seeing and the blood that i'm tasting. but they're personal symptoms, I dropped my shampoo bottle in the shower three times and banged my head on the tile.

I reach out of the shower feeling for my cabinet, opening the door and feeling around for my pill bottles. I have over 18 medications in there. 18 pill bottles. I start reaching for them and bringing them in the shower so I can read them.

Lithium. No, not that. I'll take that before I leave.

Valium. Oh fuck I could take one of these.

I struggle to open the bottle and the ink on the sticker is now melting from the hot water. When I open the bottle it floods with water.

"Fuck." I mumble under my breath. The coating starts washing off of them.

I drain the bottle and shove two into my mouth, using the shower water to wash it down my throat. I then reach in for something else, I'm out of opioids which gives me a great excuse to go talk to Eden about tonight and drugs.

I hop out of the shower quickly and the Valiums start to kick in. I take a shot of the grey goose vodka shots I got from a party not too long ago. It burns and I begin to get dressed.

I throw on my bra and underwear and practically fly to Eden's room. I knock very quickly before I open the door and lean up against it behind me. He smirks at me and I use my towel to cover myself back up. Im very surprised to see him look the way he does. He smells nice and his hands look soft, his face is clean shaved and he has a nice suit on with his hair fixed just so perfectly.

"What brings you to my room, Coraline?" He asks, fixing his tux. I tuck my towel tightly and come over to him, knotting his tie so he looks formal. His warm breath reaches the bridge of my nose and his cologne finds its way to warm my skin.

"I just wanted to be clear about tonight..." I say in a low manor.

We both inhale deeply in tense action.

"I'm not really looking for a relationship right now, my mom did this and its just PR." I say, looking up at him with soft fuck me eyes. They always used to humble him.

"What are you really here for Coraline?" He asks, whispering while the girls who got him ready, clean up.

I smile and bite my lip while patting his chest. My hands interlock right behind his neck and I swing a little. Fidiling with my fingers.

"Are you-?" He begins to ask.

"I need some opioids, I got soap in my eyes and my blood pressures really high." I say with a fake genuine seriousness.

He sighs and pulls my arms down from around his neck. Grabbing my wrist, he comes closer and breaths down my neck. Whispering into my ear. "They're under my sink." He says.

I look over at him showing that my demeanor is still dominant and I deserve this. He did get me attached to these. The only thing that would suck is if our parents found out. But I ensured that deal with Eden a very long time ago. We're basically enslaved too all of our secrets for life.

He has a tattoo that says, 'fuck me' on his V-line and there's a video of his dick getting sucked by some girl he fucked in a bar when we were on a "break". I have proof of both of those things, he also went to jail for the night for talking back to a cop when he was drinking and driving. I bailed him out and nobody knows. So as long as he keeps giving me Opioids and Valiums we have a deal for life.