Addicted to you

Prologue

TW: drugs

Amelia sighed with relief when the familiar feeling of being high started slowly reaching every part of her body. A body, which had been craving oxycodone for so long, though it was almost destroyed by it not so long ago.

It had been almost six months since Amelia had felt this calm. Six months sober. But she was ready to throw it all away for this feeling. It was worth it, she thought, as she lay on her bed staring at the ceiling with blurry eyes and heavy breathing.

In - out - in - out. Amelia wasn't interested in overdosing again and making her roommates find her lifeless body rotting away in the middle of this mess of a room. That's why she had only taken three pills when she would usually take more. Amelia hoped it would be enough to turn down her unpleasant thoughts because she was tired of trying to suppress them all the time.

Luckily, it was becoming hard for her to form complete thoughts. She gave in to the wonderful feeling fully and the only thought in her head was, that this was the feeling she would be searching for the rest of her life. The lovely blurriness in the brain and the slight pressure on her chest. The complete relaxation of her limbs and torso. The inability to feel anything but calm and whole. This feeling was all she needed.