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                    Maria
Tonight was going to be a simple night. All I wanted to do was smoke weed, all I had to do was calm my nerves a bit. But of course I needed to compete a dare. That's easy, I have never lost.

It was like I created this game. It's very simple, let me explain it. You show up to very rich clubs and find the guy who has the same colour tie as your dress. Someone sends the dress and you must wear it. If not you get punished.

So you find your guy and he slips you a piece of paper, whatever it says you must do. With the more hardcore drugs the bigger the dare is. But for me tonight it's going to be very simple. Weed is literally the easiest things you have to do. I wouldn't really call them dares more like tasks.

The most I have ever had to do was go out and sell drugs to someone else. Even though these guys give them to us, they can't be selling on the street. That's what most of the dares are, some are more sexual. I don't care though, as long as I get what I need.

It took me so long to actually get into this establishment. I had to know people and get recommended. I had to prove myself to these guys. And some of them were really gross with how they wanted to 'prove' myself.

I can't even remember half of the things that I had to do to get in, or what I've been doing ever since. Honestly I barely remember anything I'm either high or drunk all the time. The best thing about this whole thing is that, not only do we get drugs but sometimes we even get money. So it's not like I actually have to work.

What other life is better to have? I get to feel nothing all the time and basically get free money. This is the best and only life style for me.

I bet you want to know how I got to this point, so am I. I can't remember much. But I do remember my so called 'friends' and my so called 'parents'.

That story is for another time, I need to get ready I only have about two hours to get ready. So I quickly got in the shower and shaved everything. One thing I have learned is that you have to be prepared for anything. The shower only took me about twenty minutes.

I still had plenty of time to get ready. All I had to do was my makeup and hair. The dress will be here an hour before it's time to go. I didn't really feel like doing a lot with my hair. So I just brushed it really well, if you didn't look gorgeous you had a 'punishment' which thankfully I never had.

The makeup always takes so long. You have to cake yourself, basically look like a prostitute technically sometimes you do act like one. I always hate putting so much makeup on, it's so hard to get off before bed.

I was just finishing my makeup when I heard the doorbell ring. The person who drops the dress off you never see, they leave it and leave. I don't know why we never actually get to meet them. I have never worn the same dress twice for this, that is basically forbidden.

I went down to the door after about five minutes, we are instructed to wait at least five minutes. We are not allowed to see them. There is a whole thing about it I really don't care though. I just can't get kicked out of this, it's where I get everything. I quickly grabbed the box that contained my dress.

I rushed upstairs and opened the black box. Inside was a very beautiful light pink dress. But what surprised me was that there was a heart necklace inside. We don't usually get jewelry, unless the 'dare' we are doing is important.

What was I going to have to do tonight? I haven't really had any important tasks before. I was kind of nervous, I mean all I wanted was weed tonight. Who was this guy? Whatever I need to hurry and get these on.

It only took me a few minutes to get the dress on, I took a quick look in the mirror. The dress really complimented my curves. I knew that all those gross men would be staring at me tonight, which I hate when that happens. How about you keep your hormones under control that would be great.

I knew that I had to leave soon or I would be late. You can't be late another rule I have never broken. If I brake a rule I'm afraid that I will get kicked out. I can never get kicked out. If I do I won't be able to get the drugs/alcohol and I don't have a job. I would do anything to stay in this game.

Without this game I have no idea where I would be or what I would be doing. I kept thinking way too much, I need to get to the club before I'm late. I very quickly jumped in my car, I saw that I only had about ten minutes to get there. So I had to speed a little. Once I made it there I rushed inside.

Here goes another night of the same routine. The same game I've been playing for a long time now. I understand this game and it's very easy to know.

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