Enantiodromia (Kellic)

1. Vic Fuentes

Posted August 11 2016
WARNINGS-  events in this book will not be 100% realistic to how things actually progress in real life because I havent experienced  these things so I cannot depict them perfect quiet obviously! nonetheless! if you make it a point to point out parts that aren't perfect I will delete your comment and move on with day because frankly I do not care! It's fictional writing and I can do what I fucking want, suck my dick!!! Merry reading. Do be ware of drug use,mentions of touchy subjects, I think I have them listed somewhere in here but the biggest ones are drug use, self harm, and suicide, this is all in vics pov unless stated otherwise btw

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I stared down the bathroom mirror during my second period in my boring school on a boring Monday. I was miserable here. I loved learning but it's so hard to learn when all words are mixed up in your head. I was feeling down today. I needed a trip but i didn't have anything in mind. I pulled a baggie from my backpack with two little pills in it. It was all i had on me anyways, i didnt have an option. Mescaline. I had to pay a shit ton for em, mescaline isnt regularly in pills. I decided to only take one. Mescaline tends to chill you out, make u feel kinda sappy but its all i had and i was desperate to be a bit delusional.

I left the bathroom, my falling-apart-shoes hitting the solid tile with an echo down the hall. I entered the classroom, science, and could already feel it kicking in. It was a good ten minutes until it was in full effect. An agonizing ten minutes.

I could feel my heartbeat in my palms, smooth and even, 3 seconds between each beat. I was chilling out. I could feel it taking over. I looked at my teacher with admiration, wow. It must suck to teach in front of 30 kids who hate you and tell their parents that you're why they're failing when it's actually their stupidity. To have to grade dumb kids work and watch them fail they the idiots they are. I felt a sudden appreciation for all my teachers and got to thinking about it for the rest of class, feeling peaceful with my heartbeat in my palms. Slow and steady.

The bell rung, springing my heartbeat up as well as my body. Kids ran for the door and i pounced to the teacher who was by the door holding it open. After my long thought of appreciation for teachers, i decided to give him a hug, to let him know that i know his job is hell.

I walked off right afterwords quickly, not waiing for a reaction. I walked to my third period, thinking how lucky i am to even have clothes, to live in a house and to have ate breakfeast because so many people dont have that garentee everymorning like i do.

Mescaline usually lasts for about 10 hours but i'd never done the pills before, who knows how long theyll last. Probably less time. They're most likely synthetic anyways.

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I arrived home, thinking about how great my house location is. I felt so appreciative about being close to a park and my school and a McDonalds and a grocery store. Walking distance to all. Thats why i never bought a car, why bother? Also because i couldn't afford it but thats beside the point.

I then decided to head to the park and try to have some fun trip induced cloud watching. DMT or 2c-b would be good for this but im working with what im on. So i walked the 5 minute walk to the park and ventured to a secluded patch of grass on a hill. I saw some people crom school and didnt want to be near them so I made sure I was far away. I layed onto my back looking up at all the fluffy clouds.

Im so lucky to live in America and have free schoolimg and assurance that theres always food at a grocery store. Im so lucky to live the life i live. I could still feel my heartbeat in my palms, slow, steady, peaceful.

I watched the clouds dance in the sky, thinking how lucky i am to be so appreciatove over such small things like clouds. Clouds are just so wonderful, so beautiful. I love this. I love clouds, puffy, white, life-full clouds.

And i love grass, i thought, letting my head fall to the side, clenching one of my outstretched fists around the soft blades of life. Wow. Im so lucky to have this grass and not live in a desert. The green pigment of them lightly stained my palm.

I looked back up to the clouds. What a great trip but i have a shift in an hour that i have to make. Even in my high state i knew that. Originally i planned to get up and walk home but i decided to roll down he hill instead, God gave up hills for a fuckinv reason.

So i rolled down the hill thinking, wow, im so lucky to have hills. I love hills, and parks, oh and clouds.

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It was about 10 pm now and my shift just ended. The mescaline had worn off, thankfully. I never was a big fan of it. I worked as a waiter at a popular resturant. I got lots of tips and numbers from pretty girls and rich families based on my looks. I guess im attractive to all these people but im plain to myself and everyone in my daily life.

Plain bron hair, plain tan skin, plain brown eyes. Plain. So plain. Only if those girls knew who i was underneath it all. So much more.

Also only if they knew i like guys.

Which is the reason my parents gave me $10,000 in exchange for me to buy a house and get as far away as possible. Its in their name of course. I've lived here, 20 minutes away from them since last year when i told them about my sexuality.

It doesnt matter much to me really. Oh well.

I fell into bed, tired out from my park extravaganzaand work. It was a long shift but i made $120 in tips here and there. $50 would be put away for the electric bill, like i did with all my tips so i could ensure id have the money for it when it came, the rest would go to food and drugs. The house had been payed off. It's a small two bedroom two bath house. One story, a living room, kiten, hallway the beds and baths. Thats it. Simple enough for me. I like it this way.

I like simplicity, but it was getting tiring. Maybe I needed something new, not a new drug, something else. I couldn't put my finger right on so I decided to sleep on the idea and figure it out tommorow

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Hope you guys like it. Ive had to do alot of research for this and my search history is sketchy asf. It will be about 5 chapters or so until the book picks up. Chapters will averagely be 1000 words and below. Lotssss of drug use, all kinds of trigger warning. Have fun.

Also if you have personal experience with drugs (excluding weed) tell me ab them in the comments or private message so I can write better also I do not condone drug use. Dont do drugs ok. Any drugs. I promise it'll fuck you up. I watched it fuck up all my friends as well as my brothers friends and my cousin and it would've been me as well if I didn't move.