Too much too young

15

It was like a bad dream, Johnny was laid on the bed unresponsive. I surveyed the room and let out a howl. I must have been louder than i thought because Ziggy came running in. His hair was disheveled and he looked like he had slept even less than i had. His eyes were wide and alarmed, he looked at johnnys lifeless body and took me in his arms.

"im sorry Em, you dont want to see this come next door" ziggy said as he tried to guide me out of the dearly quiet room. My feet wouldn't budge, I could only look at the tragedy before me. I took it all in, I tried my best to look away but I couldn't. The press had been  right, every word they had reported had been true. I could hardly breath.

"you utter fucking bastard" i called throwing the bottle nearest to my hand at the wall. the rage came to me quicker than i thought possible. I had been upset, heartbroken all the journey. now i was here i was filled with rage, i could feel it radiating off me. I had to have been a evil in a past life, that was the only way to explain the tragedy and heartbreak that seemed to follow me. What could I have done to deserve the misery that consumed my life. How could my heart break so many time yet still allow me to live.

"what the fuck"

i looked over at johnny who was wiping the sweat from his brow, it took him a moment to believe i was truly in his room. He looked stunned like he had seen a ghost.

"em what are you doing here lovely" he slurred.

"dont you speak to me, whos feet are they johnny. is it the same woman who had her tongue down your throat at the concert or is this another one of your whores" i spat, why was I wasting my time talking to him when I could be throwing heavy objects at his head.

The scene playing out infront of me was like something out of a film, a tall half naked blonde pushed the cover that was hiding her face and just stared at me. The skank had the nerve to look at me like I was the intruder.

"get out now" i screamed throwing an ashtray at the wall behind them.

A brunette who I hadn't originally seen scrambled to her feet and searched in vain for her clothes. The blonde grabbed a dress and bolted from the room.

"i cant find my dress" she at least acted like she was embarrased, her voice was quiet. i wasnt a violent person but my plams were twitching my sides. If I got close to her I wouldn't be able to control my self.

"here, im sure youve done the walk of shame in less" i spat as i throw my long jacket at her.

once the stranger was dressed in her shoes and wrapped in my jacket she headed for the door, im not proud of what i did next but at the time i couldnt help myself.

"$100 thats the going rate isnt it, although how much hes slept around this week you may need a sti test too. take $200". i threw two hundred dollar bills in her face. After looking appalled she took the money and slithered out of the room.

ziggy had the good sense to back away and sit on a chair by the door, i dont think he trusted me to not hurt his friend. Kyle walked in after hearing the commotion, he got one look at me and turned on his heel. He was a smart man that one.

Johnny was feeling on the floor clumsily for his pants, he didnt speak to me but i could hear him mumbling under his breath. it was cear that johnny was wasted, i didn't fancy wasting my time as more than likely he wouldnt remember a word the following day.

"ziggy will you tell him im in room 134 when hes sober" i said as walked past, i shook my head as i saw the disgarded condom wrappers strewn across the floor. At least he had been safe i thought, although the idea of him contracting some horrible sti that made his cock rot and drop of was quite appealing.