Better Than Drugs - Dabi x Reader

Chapter 27

"Who are you?" I asked.

I was floating in darkness as if I was in space with no stars or planets. It was cold and I had no control of my body. My emotions were nonexistent and my eyes felt heavy. I felt light like I could slip between someone's fingers if handled incorrectly.

I think I'm still high.

A woman in a long white cloak and glowing white skin floated below me. She had a gentle, yet sympathetic smile on her delicate face. I didn't recognize this woman from anywhere. Maybe she was God or the universe herself.

"You poor child," She spoke, her voice feeling like satin on my skin.

"Who are you?" I asked again.

"That's unimportant," She said. "I'm here to help you."

Help? I don't need help. Why does everyone say I need help? It's getting kind of annoying that people think I have a problem. I had one stupid overdose, but who cares. I feel better getting high. I took too much of a drug, now I know not to do it again.

"If you're going to lecture me, I don't want to hear about it," I said.

"I'm not going to do such a thing. I just want you to realize something."

The woman floated up to me and she placed her hands on my cheeks. She was warm, almost burning against my skin. Her eyes were closed, but it was like she could see through me. The hood of her cloak slipped off, revealing long white hair.

Maybe it was just me, but she was gorgeous enough to kiss. As if on cue, she leaned in and pressed her lips against mine. I closed my eyes in the process and took in how her lips felt against mine. My kiss was weak and lazy while hers was sweet and loving. She slipped her tongue in and something was placed in my mouth.

A pill.

Specifically Xanax.

I pulled away and swallowed the pill. Instead of the pill taking almost an hour to kick in, it was an immediate effect. My head started spinning and I opened my eyes. Pitch black eyes stared at me and her fingers dug into my cheeks.

I couldn't move nor feel the pain of her fingernails. My body didn't exist and all I could do was stare at the woman. Everything started blanking out. My organs were gone. My breathing stopped. Nothing felt like everything at this moment.

"You're doing well. Don't change what you're doing."

I blinked lazily and the woman was gone. I was surrounded by darkness once again and I was alone. I looked around to find some kind of light, but there was nothing. Not even something off in the distance. The drug was kicking in more until eventually, I drifted off, my body becoming. corpse.

I opened my eyes slowly and breathed in, feeling the air in my lungs. I came back to reality. My heart was beating, the blood was rushing through my veins, and my mind was wide awake. I stared at the ceiling and the lingering drowsiness from the Xanax consumed my body. I was uncomfortable and my mind was racing. I became aware of my breathing and my heartbeat, trying to remind myself that I am alive.

Did I want to be alive? No. I didn't.

My alarm went off on my phone, but I didn't want to move. I let my alarm play out until I got annoyed with it. I grabbed my phone from my nightstand and turned it off. I looked at my notifications and saw I had three missed calls from Dabi last night. There weren't any texts from him so I assume it wasn't important.

What if he knew I relapsed? What if he knew something was happening to me?

No. That's impossible, Y/N.