HE patted the spot next to him on the bed and looked up at me with his big brown eyes. Hesitantly I moved to the spot. "Its not gonna hurt, i promise." he said, yet I wasn't convinced, so I concentrated on my hands that were laid upon my legs.
His index and middle finger lifted my chin so i would face him. "I swear, it'll be over sooner than you know it." He told me, while his eyes searched mine.
I reluctantly held my arm out to him. "That's my girl," he praised me. He took the belt off of his jeans and began wrapping it securely around my upper arm. "Its gonna feel like a light pinch okay babe?" he cooed in a soft tone, trying to calm my racing nerves. I managed a nod, and he flicked the needle, getting any air bubbles out.
"Ready?" he asked, looking up at me again. "Yes." i whispered. He smirked and found a large vein in my lower arm near my elbow. "You sure?" he asked. "Yes Dave." I confirmed. He brought the needle closer and i winced. He moved slow, and finally i felt a pinch. I watched the needle dive deep into my pale skin. He pushed the tab in and we both looked at the golden liquid seep into my veins and drain from the needle.
He kept the needle in the keep the blood controlled, and with his free hand, he reached behind himself for a band-aid. He brought the package and band-aid up to his lips and tore the packaging with his teeth. he pulled the band-aid out and took off all of the covers for the sticky parts. He glanced up at me once before he pulled the needle out slowly and placed the band-aid in its spot.
"Okay, now lay back, I'll join you in a second." he told me, running his tattooed hand through my hair. I laid down like he said and watched him cook some smack for himself. he expertly shot himself up and then laid back with me.
"Alright, lets take you on your first heroin adventure!" he shouted enthusiastically.
Within seconds my mind began whirling. "Dave." I asked, wondering if this was all part of it. But looking to my side it was clear that Dave was zoned out.
I reached my hand over and found the white fabric of his white cut off shirt. I tugged kn it to gain his attention. He turned his head to me and his eyes were wide. He managed a smile in the midst of his high, which comforted me.
"Can you still hear me Dave?" I asked. He just nodded.
"How long does it last?" I asked.
"Half an hour." He slurred.
BAM!
I sat up immediately, and Dave did the same.
"Did you hear that?" I asked.
He stared at me for a few seconds and then fell back laughing.
"Its a hallucination, dear." He told me.
"I don't like this." I whispered.
"Good." Dave said.
Around 20 minutes later, it ended and we came down from our high.
"You're gonna get sick." Dave warned.
"What?"
"Everyone gets sick the first time." Dave shrugged.
I knew what he meant seconds after he said it and I shot towards the bathroom. He came up behind me and pulled my brown hair back.
"Sorry." He sighed.
I sat up and wiped my mouth.
"You didn't make me do it." I told him.
"Dont do it again." He suggested.
"I wont." I said.
"Promise?"
"Promise."
