(William Control) Kiss me, Judas

Part 7

Long ago before I got addicted to drugs I was a pretty normal gal. I had a few friends that I hung out with. My mom, dad, brother and sister all lived in a pretty okay house. We had food, clothes, and a family who loved each other. It all started when a girl I thought was my best friend invited me to her boyfriends house and couldn't stop talking about something they wanted me to try. Not much of that caught my attention, because why would I think one of my friends would hurt me? My friend, her boyfriend, and I walked into her boyfriends room. He shut the door and went over to a draw and pulled something in a bag out. I sat on the bed with my friend. Her name was Rose.

"You'll really like this." She smiled at me.

"What is it exactly?"

She looked at me with a grin. "Heroin." she told me. My eyes winded at what she had told me. I looked up and he was fixing a line for all of us. "Believe me, this stuff is killer." I had a lot of doubt in my head and I didn't know what I should do. I mean, if my best friend was doing it, it couldn't be too bad...right?

"Rose, it's your turn. Hurry up." Her boyfriend spoke loudly. I jumped a little bit at the sudden sound. I watched Rose waltzes over to the small table and put her face to the powder. When she raised up it was a clean table. He put another line down. And then they both stared at me. I didn't want to just decide last second not to do it. I'll be fine. Once won't hurt me. Of course that's what I thought. I was so very wrong. I laid back on the bed and couldn't stop smiling. I felt great! I didn't have small stresses weighing me down. I felt euphoric. I looked at Rose and she was smiling beside me. We didn't move. We didn't speak. We did not do anything. It was one of the best times of my life.

And here I am today. I was out on the streets sleeping with friends and strangers for drugs. It didn't even matter what it was. Then William came along and took me away from the dangers addiction makes you do. The kiss he gave me. The way he looked at me; and what he said the night we both shot up. Was he doing this because he gives me drugs, or was he doing that because he meant it. I don't think he would be a low down life like most guys are. He's shared his drugs, his home, his time on me. I still am not sure what to think of all of this.

"Darling, are you ready to get up?" I opened my eyes and saw William in front of my face. My eyes opened wide and I just looked at him. He moved back slowly and I started to recognize my surroundings. I was lying on William's lap. I pulled myself up and rubbed my eyes.

"I am so sorry! I guess I didn't realize how tired I was." William chuckled and just looked at me. His eyes were staring into mine.

"You are perfectly fine." He pulled me into his lips and planted a soft kiss. "I must claim you as my territory in front of Cheice." I looked at him confused.

"Why?"

"It's a long story actually. But you're much safer this way." I stopped and thought for a second.

"Does this have something to do with Cheice buying his wife?!" I asked confused. William's eyes shot wide and he got very close to my face.

"So you did hear us yesterday." William's face grew worried and I looked at him startled.

"Yes, I did. Did I mess something up? You're going to throw me out. I know, I shouldn't be in your way anyhow." I turned my head away from William and left the couch I was sitting on. I ran up to the room I stayed in and just jumped into the bed and curled up in the covers. I hated how I did things. Now things are going to go back just how they were. I won't have a home. I'll have to fuck guys for some damn smack. I hate being such a fuck up. I had tears pouring out of my eyes. I hated how I was. I felt the bed indent beside me and the covers be gently pulled down off of me. I didn't want to open my eyes. I felt soft lips on my cheek, and a large thumb wiping away one of my millions of tears. I opened my eyes and saw him. He looked like he did something wrong.

"Please don't cry my love." He wiped away another tear that I couldn't help but let fall. "What you heard me and Cheice talk about was something that I had to talk about with you eventually." He paused and smushed his lips. "I didn't want to discuss it so soon." I stopped crying the best I could.

"You don't want to hit me, or throw me out?" I asked him and he looked completely shocked.

"Why would I do any of those things?" He asked and scooted closer to me. He pulled me into his arms and ran his fingers through my hair. "You just need to calm down. We can talk about this matter once your feelings heal." I just listened to him talk. He started softly singing me songs that I knew I've heard before. They were making me feel like I didn't completely fuck up any of my chances. I don't know what he has to tell me, but it can wait until tomorrow.