$uicideBoy$ Oneshots/Imagines

Losing My Mind (Ruby)

Snorting the line that was broke apart then lined for you, immediately feeling your nose sting in that awful yet euphoric way. The slight pain was always worth enduring as bliss would soon start to kick in. Wiping the residue off your nostrils, you hand over the old rolled up twenty dollar bill to its next victims nostrils.

"Atta girl, you enjoying yourself?" A familiar voice says from behind you as hands place around your hips. You nod and smile, turning back to face the man that did nothing but feed your addiction. Leaning up to speak back to him as the music was overbearing loud.

"Heyyy, where have you been? I've been lookin for ya." Wrapping your arms around his neck, you press your body closer to his. His grip getting tighter on you as he embraces you.

"Had to take care of some things. Glad you could make it. For a sec I thought you bailed on me."

You almost did but you weren't the one holding yourself from coming. It was Ruby.

For the longest time before the fame you and Ruby would go out together on several benders, ditching responsibilities and deadlines. Hell, even Scrim would occasionally tag along when there wasn't much people. Just you, him & Ruby an Nathan. The four of you getting high out of your minds. Ruby had introduced you to their dealer, Nathan and for you it was love at first sight. To him? No. To the drugs.

Getting free dope back to back just as long as things were kept in line, having a huge sum of money to splurge with the boys on every choice of drug, doing a few favors here and there — it was a dopeheads paradise.

All that shit ended once Scrim decided to get sober. Then soon after, Ruby did too.

Now all you hear is constant bitching about how you're moving in the wrong direction, how things can change and how they can help you.

Bullshit. You had given it up for awhile but things change. Just like how they did.

Word had gone around that you were seeing Nathan again and it was enough for Ruby to try and stop you once again. Begging you to not leave and fuck up your life again with someone who didn't give a shit if you were to die the next day. He was acting like as if he owned you, like as if you both were in a relationship when you clearly weren't and you were tired of it. You were your own person. Shutting off your phone to disable your location, you were out the door.

Rolling your eyes at the thought of the argument, you sigh, "I almost didn't but.. I'm here now."

Reaching in to his pocket he pulls out a small dime bag of M30's.

You smile widely, following behind him as he led you to another side of the crowded house.

—

Feeling the effects of the oxy mixing with the coke in your system, you felt like you were relieved of all the worry in the world. You clung on to Nathan as he held you and some other chick close by each of his sides. Your eyelids were heavy but your body had a huge wave of energy. You knew the risk of mixing drugs but you also knew your limits thanks to Ruby who basically taught you the ins and outs.

Hearing a loud commotion happening from in front of the house, you peak over Nathan's shoulder. Your vision was zoning in and out of focus as you began to feel the down side of the drugs. Blinking a few times to try an shake off the effects. Feeling yourself being pulled up by your arm, the grip was harsh so you try to fight back.

"What the fuck, dude? Let me go!"

Nothing.

Trying to get your vision to focus you squint your eyes only see the back of their head as they dragged you out. Curly hair peaking out of a snapback, you look down at the hand that was pulling your arm. Tatted out with an iced out Rolex sky dweller.