16. AMELIA

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7th January, 2018

Ollie and Jade just messaged me that they'd be back late tonight. Brunch bummed them out so much they're going to go see three trashy movies just to get it out of their system I smile as I read Ollie's text and reply with a breezy "see you tonight."

Okay, I don't smile because of the text. I smile because of what I realize. I just got off my shift at 'Espresso Love', the "parents" aren't going to be home for at least six hours and I have the apartment all to myself.

I know I have to live by the rules to live here but one last hurray won't hurt anyone, right? I rush to the guest bathroom, oops, my bathroom and lock the door behind me. Force of habit. I fumble through the mountain of clothes hanging behind the door until I come across my trusty black jeans. Rummaging through the back pocket I feel myself return to normal. Whatever normal is. Right now, normal is holding a packet of drugs in the palm of my hand I scored from my most recent con. A harmless, unknowing med student who had so desperately wanted to get laid, he snuck me a packet of oxytocin. Now, now. I didn't do anything unethical, okay? I disappeared before we came to my end of the deal. Guess what, Noah? Always, and I mean always make sure that the girl gave you the right number.

But Noah isn't the one I'm thinking about right now. To be very honest, I'm not thinking about anyone right now. And I can think about is taking one pill, placing my palm on my chest and feel my heart pump through my rib cage. As I swallow one of the pills, I take my shirt off, placing my palm right on top of my yin and yang tattoo. I really liked the idea when my tattoo artist pitched it cause yeah, there is evil in good and good in evil. The symmetry is almost perfect. I feel one with my body right now. But it's not enough.

Maybe one more pill won't hurt.

Just one more.


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