Addicted [ Daniel Sahyounie Story ]

* Four *

"You're coming with me" the voice said.
"Beau ?" I weakly called out. "What the fuck are you doing mate ?" "I uhm.. " I tried to process the words that wouldn't escape my mouth. He quickly grabs my arm and drags me out side. The light breeze gave me chills. Or maybe it was the drugs that finally hit me like a ton of bricks. I swear my mind was playing games with me. I saw beau light a smoke before my eyes. " When did you pick up that habit I question as I grab a dart for myself. Before beau answered he exhaled pinching the bridge of his nose after. I could tell he was ready to explode. He was the calm one of us all believe it or not. " Its been a habit for quiet some time now " I just nodded not wanting to carry on this conversation. I rubbed my arms. " We should go." " Why? " I quickly asked with a hint of aggravation in my tone. "Damn these drugs " I whispered quickly regretting what I had just said to beau. He shot me a look of disbelief that I had just questioned him. " Not that you care or anything Daniel but we are on tour we leave at 6 am for London. Come or don't but I'm about to leave. Clearly this isn't for you mate. " he shot back. I furrowed my eyebrows, threw my smoke to the ground and agreed to go. I need this, new place , new drugs , new girls . I thought to myself. We walked towards beaus range rover and headed back to the house before we had to be up.

* 5:30 am *

Bleep Bleep BLEEP

" Fuck sakes " I muttered. I slowly dragged myself out of bed and went to the bathroom. Blood stained my face. " what the fuck did I do ?" I tried to rack my brain for last nights events. Nothing came to mind.

" WHAT THE FUCK , DANIEL COME HERE , NOW. "

"What did I do" I sighed.

You wouldn't believe what I had just witnessed.