(William Control) Kiss me, Judas

Part 4

I jumped up and started breathing heavily. My head was foggy and I felt like I couldn't breathe. I was pouring sweat and shaking all over. I gritted my teeth and clinched my body up into a fetal position. I needed something, I needed something bad. I did the best I could to get up from the couch and my search was on. I knew William had to have something in this fucking house. I cannot go through this right now. I can do with it a little longer, I'm just not ready yet. I went up the stairs and crept my way through the hall. I saw a door down a corner and decided to see what was in there. I made it to the door and twisted the knob. I didn't see anyone in here, I only saw some clothes, and a bag. I made my way over to the bag and opened it. I gasped with delight! I snatched it out of the bag, closed it up and made my way out of there. I closed the door to the room I was staying in and bolted the lock. I opened up the baggie and poured a little out on the dresser. I used my nail to make a line out of the powder. I held my finger to my nose and ran it down the line. I snorted again to make sure I got it all and none was falling out. A sigh of relief carried itself over me, I felt truly blissful. I let my head tilt back and let the powder sting my throat. I sat on the bed and relaxed, I could finally relax. I looked over at the clock on the wall, it read 4;58am. I didn't know if I was alone or not, or if I should ever try to go downstairs. Fuck it, I wanted to go down there and look around. I silently made my way down the stairs and it was dimly lit by the TV and the light over the stove. I walked to the kitchen, and on the other side was a sliding glass door with chairs outside. I saw an almost empty pack of cigarettes on the counter. I took one and made my way out the door and shutting it slowly. I sat on the chair and looked up and realized you couldn't see the stars. It was noisy out. I don't know what day it is. I lit it up and took a deep inhale. The exhale was so heavenly. I smiled and felt even more relaxed. This is heroin, and it's making its moves on me. I kept smoking, every inhale relaxing me more.

"You've found my pack of smokes?" I jumped at the words soaring through the wind. I turned around and saw William sitting in the other chair. How...? "Don't worry, smoke another one." He handed me another cigarette." I gladly accepted it. But, how... "You're up early." He smirked lighting his stick.

"I just needed a smoke, I'll probably head back to bed soon." I flicked my ashes off the end.

"Need something else to help you sleep?" I looked at him confused.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"I have some pills, some powder, ect." He smashed the butt of his stick on the ground. My brain popped the memory of me taking the little baggie of powder out of that bag. Fuck, was that his drug bag that he sells from? Is that what he's talking about. He looked at me, waiting for a reply. My head was going slowly and I couldn't think of anything to tell him.

"Ugh, no I'm good. I think I'll be out like a light as soon as I lie down." I smiled at him. I was so nervous. He looked at me and smirked.

"I don't want to do it all by myself, would you like a treat anyway?" He insisted and I didn't know if I should deny it or not. I already did some heroin, I don't know if I need to do anymore right now. I didn't want him to know though.

"Yeah, sure, why not?" I chuckled nervously. I flicked my butt out into the wind and we made our way upstairs. I followed him to his room which was the one I went into earlier. He opened up a draw and pulled out a baggie.

"You can sit if you like." He pointed to the bed and I sat down. I watched him weigh it, and get his tools out for the process. I saw a needle, I saw cotton, I also saw a spoon. I knew what was about to happen. He blended it together and pulled it into the needle. William walked over to me, and asked to see my arm. I held it out and he wrapped a belt around it. "Sorry I'm not too fancy with this." I chuckled and let him stick it in me. He pressed down and I could feel it course through my veins. He fixed himself up, and wrapped his arm up and injected himself. I saw his face go from discomfort, to pure bliss in an instance. His face eased out, and he seemed so peaceful. I saw him in a warm light. He looked over at me and smiled. "Doesn't it feel great? This is some good shit." I nodded and laid back on his bed.

"I feel very nice. I don't want to move." I closed my eyes. I felt the bed move. I opened my eyes and turned my head and saw William looking at me. His face itches from mine. I froze. I didn't know what to do.

"You don't have to move if you don't wish too." He took his hand and tethered his fingers across my cheek. His touch sent shivers up my spine. I could feel myself blushing. He ran his fingers across my lips and I felt my lips part. This feeling was intense. My eyes followed his hand and it ran to mine. He lifted my hand up to his and kissed it gently. I felt my heart pound and flutter. I closed my eyes to blink, then I could not move them. I could hear movements but I didn't know what to do. "Poor girl, she can't handle the amount of drugs she does." I felt myself moved and put under something soft. I felt a soft pair of lips on my cheek and the room move behind me.