5 years ago
Damiano
"Cmon Dam, you look sober. One more"
I'm fucked off my face, but I take the pill offered to me. I don't even know what I'm taking, but it feels good.
People tolerate me more when I'm high. I tolerate myself more when high.
"Hi baby" a whisper fills my ear before a little blonde girl straddles my lap and starts kissing at my neck.
"Not here 'Delia" I mumble into her ear over the music.
Cordelia has a bad habit of trying to get off in public places. That's just not my thing.
"Then let's go to your room" she smirks, walking away with a sway in her hips.
She knows how to turn me on.
I smirk and run into the house following her upstairs to my room. I'm so glad I decided to have the party at my house tonight.
Once I'm in the room I lock the door and start to undress myself. I want this over and done with before I crash.
I see Cordelia in the bathroom fixing her hair. I make my way to the bathroom and spin her around to face me.
My mouth starts kissing at her neck while I unzip the back of her dress. "You gotta stop getting me riled up at my own party, darling"
I'm dragged to the bed and Cordelia sits on top of me. Suddenly my body becomes hot and slightly numb.
She stops my effort to keep kissing her, pulling a satchel out of her bra.
I should have known better than to expect a fuck without drugs being involved. I'm already high. Too high.
"One more won't hurt" she smirks putting one on her tongue, holding the other in front of my mouth.
"What is it?" I can't even make out what drug it is, but they're the same thing I've been taking all night.
Reluctantly, I swallow the pill. I shouldn't have, but Cordelia can't take no for an answer.
"Ecstasy"
What.
My heart beat accelerates and panic takes over my body.
"Delia, what- I've been taking these all night. I've had about 4"
Cordelia looks the least bit concerned about my panic.
"Look, you're fine. If you start to OD I'll call an ambulance. Cmon let's fuck" she starts to pull my pants down and that's when it hit me. The elevated panic.
My whole body breaks out in a sweat.
My mouth goes dry and I struggle to breathe.
"De, stop" I choke. She doesn't stop.
I use my whole strength to push Cordelia off of me and make a straight to the bathroom.
I need to chuck this shit up out of my system.
Leaning over the toilet bowl, I shove my fingers down my throat in an attempt to make myself sick.
No luck.
My body feels as though I'm falling with no plan on stopping.
I'm going to die.
"De, please... call" I cry, falling back into the sink.
I've never experienced this before. I'm scared.
Alcohol doesn't do the trick for me anymore, that's why I turned to drugs. I never meant for it to get this bad.
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