"Please, please, I need more." I pleaded into the phone, the silence on the other end confirming my fears.
"The prescription cannot be refilled again, I told you that last time." The stern, unknown man said.
"What am I supposed to do then?" My voice sounding exasperated and thin.
"Find someone else." The call ended and I only heard the void in which no one was talking yet everyone knew what was being said.
I cut my phone off and closed my eyes, before the hot liquid came puddling around the corners, wishing to be set free.
"I can't let this happen again." I whispered to myself, knowing there was nothing I could do to stop it.
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Addicted
RomanceArabella Violet Carson, a struggling junky who owns a small apartment downtown, gets cut off from her supplier for the last time, forcing her to relocated her prescriptions. The new doctor, Dr. Damian Carteret, notices how strange she acts in his of...
