Drug Trip: Drug Related Halloween Stories. (Halloween Time Only)

"Children"

I have a friend. He makes his own drugs. Mostly crystal meth and crack. Although he always charges me. I have to do something for him in order to get something from him. I make sure to always dress sexy whenever I go over there to get some new stuff. He names his drugs. The last batch I had was called "Mind Rape". That was some crazy shit. But it wasn't strong enough for my taste. I need something more. Something...ass-kicking. I'm just gonna go over there and get something new.

I put on my short teal dress with the lacey top and my lace leggings. I also slipped on my black ankle-high boot wedges and some makeup. I looked fabulous. I was ready. 

I walked to his house. It was 8:45pm by the time I got there. All the lights were on so I knocked on the door. No answer. I started knocking louder and calling his name.

"Kevin open up! Seriously let me in. You know I hate bein out here at night time. Its fucking creepy! Open up!"

I checked to see if the door was unlocked. It was. Typical Kevin. Does not give a shit if all his stuff is stolen. I walked in the house. It was clean as usual. Downstairs was the drug lab. Upstairs was his room. I checked upstairs first. Of course there he was. Staring inside his stupid closet.

"Kevin what the hell?!? I knocked four times you jackass!!"

He snapped out of his daze and looked at me amazed.

"Sorry Samantha. I was testing out something that I made and it was awesome. But then something happened and now I'm here."

"I know what happened. You got piss high off your new drug and you don't remember that you walked up here. Sounds like my kind of stuff. I want a batch!"

"I don't know Samantha. It's still in its testing stage. I don't quite remember what happened and since you live alone, if something happens than I don't want you dead."

Kevin lived with his best friend Jace but he was out that night. Probably with his skank of a girlfriend Tanaya. I hate her. She is a total slut and everyone knows it. Except Jace. Poor clueless Jace. She only likes him for his money. Jace isn't a millionaire, but he makes enough money to feed a family of like, nine people...and his checks go out to her house. She cashes them often before he has a chance to even see how much he got. Anyway.....I looked over to Kevin and took my jacket off, seducing him to give me the drugs.

"Oh, come on Kevin. I can be your test subject" I said winking to him. He handed over the batch and I put my jacket on and stood up.

"It's late. I'll pay you back when I find out just how good this stuff is."

"Fair enough."

I walked back to my house and immediately put a line out on my end table. As Kevin pointed out, I lived alone, so no one was there to bother me. Before I could finish off my line, I got a text from Kevin. 

Kevin: Hey so I call that new drug I gave you "Child". Long story how I got the name. It has a slow reaction so don't expect too much within the first line. Whatever you do, don't go over 2 lines. It'll really fuck with your head.

Me: Yeah okay. Later Kevin.

I shut my phone off and snorted the first line. I was sort of curious...so I snorted another. Then another. Then another. Then one last one. As normal, the room started changing colors just a little bit. Nothing was happening. I thought to myself. Alright Samantha get it together. Kevin said it would take a little because of the slow reaction.

As the room started fading colors, I heard a knock on the door. Its 12:30am. Who the fuck knocks on the door?

As I opened the door I looked down to see two boys. The older looking one spoke up.

"Excuse me miss. My cell phone died and my mom isn't able to contact my brother and I. We got lost on a camping trip. May we use your telephone maybe?"

"Listen kid. All I got is a cell phone and you're gonna have to come inside to use it. I know kids in this neighborhood. If you run off with my phone, you can't get far with the front door closed."

"Fair enough. May my little brother use your restroom."

"Yeah whatever kid."

As I handed the kid my cell phone we walked inside. I watched as he dialed a number. I must not have heard him correctly because it sounded like he was talking in a very satanic language. I know because Kevin used to be a satanist.

"Hey kid...are you--"

I stopped myself when he turned to me and I saw what he really was. His eyes we all black and his skin was deathly pale. He was one of those black-eyed kids. Not really a kid. But a demon. He grinned an evil smile and showed his now very sharp teeth. I ran toward the living room but was stopped when the little one tackled me and spoke in his satanic language. I could still translate it.

"Our master has been waiting for you. Drug addicts don't go to heaven."

The last thing that I saw was my entable shattered across my head. I was no longer there. I could still see my body. The demon black-eyed kids. They began tearing at my body, but I could no longer feel it. I was trapped as a spirit on earth to watch my own deadly torture. I couldn't even leave my own home. I was forced to watch every second. Watch as the police discovered my body. Watch as the demon children had watched me. Every second, of every minute, of every hour, of every day.

End of story......