Our love

Friend

"It tastes like shit" I grumble. The food sliding around my mouth replacing a taste unwanted.

I look down at my food and slush it around with my spork, The burning feeling of Emilios eyes rubbing against my face...

I look up and lock our eyes together. His food untouched and his body still.

"Are you gonna eat" I ask. My voice low...

"No" He says. The raspy response running in my veins.

I part my lips and drop my spork. Folding my arms and keeping my eyes against his...

"What's the matter Emilio" I huff. Tightening my stomach and watching his jaw flick in rage.

"Nothing" He responds flatly. The quick response making me boil over...

"Emil-"

"Michelle!" He says. His throat echoing with disgust.

I narrow my eyes and scoff. Drowning more food into my mouth for distraction...

I lick my lips and stand. Dragging my tray of the table and stranding for a garbage.

As I throw it in the bin I dust my hands and turn. The air shooting my lungs like rough and unexpected pressure...

I walk back to Emilio and stand behind him. Watching the back of him as he makes no movement but just silence.

"Can we leave" I ask. My tone soft and unbothered...

"Go" He slurs. His voice choppy and stressed.

Without an answer I walk of. Leaving the cafeteria with no care of understanding what the fuck I did...

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"One more!" I cheer. A heavy arm around my shoulder as matching my weighted eyelids

"Here princessa" A voice says. Placing a joint in my mouth and pushing...

I take a long and heavy breath. The burning sensation travelling around my mouth.

As I blow out the warm smoke my eyes shut flat. Falling back and meeting a warm surface...

My breathes begin slowing. The thick smoke and smell burning all my senses.

I slide my eyelids open faintly. Catching a man watching me with the most concentration I've ever seen...

As everything is blurry I place my finger on his lip and trace the size. Around the dip in the top and the small gash running against the bottom.

"Pass her" Someone snickers. A hand pulling on my thigh but in no reaction of me...

I'm completely gone. Searching this man's face and placing my fingers all over it.

With his attention on mine it quickly slips irritated..

"Don't do that man" He tells. The touch quickly fading from me.

As music blasts around I pull myself to sit up. The wave of nausea hitting me like a tsunami...

I run my hands through my hair and stand. A hand pressing into the centre of my back.

"Let me bring you back to your room" They whisper. My eyes whining with confusion..

"No I want to stay" I cry. Pulling them back to the couch but failing.

As we leave the room a big and strong breath of life sends in me. My eyes opening gently and my body becoming aware..

As the man walks in front of me I follow. Catching my feet as they fall asleep.

"So what's your name" I ask. My voice full of curiosity...

"Simon" He says. His hands dug into his pants pockets.

"Michelle" I reply. His head half turning with a smile...

"I think I fucked with my fiancé" I scoff. My voice giving up.

"What did you do" he asks. My feet quickening up to his pace...

As my eyes run against the empty hallway I shrug my shoulder and resolve to us both being high.

"I fucked someone he hates when he was almost dead and now he's back" I announce. No reaction sprouting from my words...

"Shit-" He chuckles. My eyebrows furrowing in humour.

"Funny huh" I smile. Looking up at him as he continues walking...

"Hilarious" He smiles back..

"And now he's pissed at me. It's been months since it's happened and honestly if I could I'd take it back.. I was just in a dark place" I say. My voice running against the cold white walls with nothing.

"He'll come around. You seem like a person others can't resist" He says. My hear warming from his thoughtful words...

"Thanks" I say. The door to my block in front.

"When will I see you again" I ask. My hand on the handle but our eyes matched...

He Scruggs and smiles once more. His deep dimples digging into his left cheek.

As he opens his mouth a guard appears from a corner. Giving us both looks of disbelief...

"Get in your fucking cell now!" He demands. Blazing his eyes between us.

"Night" I say. Opening the door and closing...

I rub my eyes and take a deep breath. Watching his tall figure dissolve from the blurry glass.

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