Addiction [Complete]

Addiction

I peel open my bloodshot eyes and slowly blink once to clear my vision. The stale air of the city had leaked through my apartment window and dried out my mouth. Last night was a blur, but when I look at the beautiful woman lying next to me it all comes
flooding back and a smile spreads across my face. It was a good night.
I find the energy to get off the stained mattress on my dirty apartment floor and go to the bathroom. When I’m done I figure I should start cleaning while I’m still sober.
I’ve barely taken the garbage out before I need my fix.
The woman from last night was gone before I had gotten dressed to meet my dealer. I zip up my jacket once I get outside and call the number I was given from last night. It was a different number each time, they were a careful business.
    “Are there any available?” I don’t bother to say hello, or my name. I didn’t need to.
    “You’re becoming quite the regular Mr.Johnson.” A gruff voice says on the other end.
The mans remark catches me off guard. He was right, I’d become addicted. I didn’t care though, I needed this.
    “Well? Are there?” I insist eagerly.
    “Yes, they’ll meet you in an hour. Everything will be ready when you arrive.” And before I can say anything he hangs up.
The corner of my mouth slightly twitches into a smile, and I wait with anticipation.
I don’t realize how long I’ve been walking until my watch starts to beep, and I run to the park. That’s where I always met them.
There is an unpleasant, blindfolded trip to the building, which I can only guess is a hidden warehouse. When we arrive though the blindfold is ripped off my eyes and I smile at the familiar cement hall. I’m given an old key that had the number 306, and I knew that’s the room she would be in.
    “You’re a lucky man Mr.Johnson. She’s the last one this week.” I recognize the the gruff voice from our previous conversation over the phone. He was standing by the door 306, and my smile grows larger. Lucky indeed.
After I nod at the gruff-voiced man he leaves, and I can adrenaline running through my veins as I unlock the door.
I shiver with pleasure when I see a beautiful blonde woman tied to a chair. There are tears staining her face, and she is trying to scream. However the rag that’s shoved
in her mouth only allows muffled whimpers… God, I couldn’t wait to cut into her satin skin...