Ecstasy

Johnson

It takes a few minutes for the drugs to work. Or maybe it took hours, or maybe it didn't take any time at all. I wouldn't know, because I was already high. I think I jinxed myself earlier at my house. Hey, if I jinxed myself, that means I will also sleep with Gilinsky tonight. One can only hope.
I feel a warm fuzziness creep up my legs. I feel like a cat, covered in fur. I start stroking my fur, and it feels so good. I feel like I am having sex.
That was a rough way to describe it, but that was also probably the best way.
I feel so happy, the warmth of my fur spreading all over my body, and all around the room. The room becomes colourful, and it starts to swirl, and I think I might be on LSD instead of Ecstasy. It wouldn't matter if I was, because Alice is hot and I really feel like having sex right now. I wonder if Alice would have sex with me. Maybe even the Mad Hatter would. 'Cause Johnny Depp is hot also, of course.
I continue to rub my legs, not wanting the feeling to stop. It makes me feel really good. Like sex. And- oh no, I have a boner. I guess that's what happens when you think about acid sex. I continue to sit here and rub myself, humming softly. I'm getting tired, but I'm still on three different kinds of drugs, (which I didn't know was possible) so I know I'm not going to sleep anytime soon.
I'm just starting to calm down, when the door opens. I'm about to call out "Taken," when I see who it is.
Jack.
I smile then stop petting my leg and humming. Jack enters the room quietly, making soft grunting sounds in the dark. I remember that he can't see in the dark, because he doesn't have the trippy sun to light up the room.
"Hi, Jack," I say, unaware that my voice is lulling and slurred.
I hear a banging noise and a few footsteps, then "Fuck! Shit! Ow! JJ, is that you?" Coming from Jack's general area. I hiss at the word "JJ".
"My name is Jack!"
"Sorry! I didn't mean to. Can I turn on the light?"
"Fine."
"Thank you."
Gilinsky shuffles over to the wall and I can practically hear him molesting the wall for the light switch. I blink rapidly once he does find it and switches it on, trying to clear my vision.
"Oh my god, Jack!" Other Jack rushes towards me, and I don't know why, I feel fine. Great, even.
"You look like you're having a seizure! We've got to get you to a hospital!"
Okay, so maybe I wasn't fine. But I sure felt it.
"No, they'll arrest me," I say, now noticing my meshed words.
"It's okay baby... I'll protect you from the police. Will you let me take you to the hospital?"
I pause. Did Gilinsky just call me baby? What the fuck.
I shake my head. "I hate hospitals."
"Please, Jack, I think you've overdosed. I don't want you to die," He says die really softly.
Finally I sigh and stand up. I guess I'm not really standing though, because Jack rushes forward and I can vaguely feel his arms lift me up. The good feeling is fading, now all I feel is pain and sick. "Fine. Let's go," I say, and Jack sighs in relief.
I guess I won't be having sex tonight.