Sweet Nothing • (book one) jb

three

"...you turned into a complete devil child!"

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I sat down on the toilet seat, slouching back as the intense rush of the drug started to overwhelm and take over my body. My palms started to become sweaty as I could just feel all my senses start to fade away. All the emotions and thoughts drifted away from my body, and I instantly started to become distant from my surroundings. I knew the drug was fully in affect now. My body was numb-- senseless, and it felt utterly amazing.

I grabbed my bag off of the floor, trying my best to put it back around my shoulder. I walked out of the bathroom after a few moments and down the hallway into the kitchen were Brian sat down on a chair, concentrated on stuffing weed inside of his new bong. At least I think that's what it was. I stumbled over to the seat next to him and plopped myself down on it. Brian looked up from making his bong and a sly grin spread across his lips.

"Do you feel good?" He smirked, continuing to work on his bong.

I looked at him and erupted into a fit of giggles. I layed my head down on the table and continued to laugh carefree of anything that was happening. Anything that was happening in my life had disappeared in this moment. The laugh was starting to get louder and harder to where I probably was crying. I brought my head back up still laughing and threw my hands in the air.

"I feel so amazing!" I laughed some more and he slightly laughed with me. He started to light his bong and smoke it when my eyes squinted onto something on the countertops.

I got up and walked-- more like stumbled over to the counters. There was a black mark sketched across it and it annoyed the living hell out of me. I wasn't one for big messes. I grabbed a sponge and started to scrub it off the counter but it didn't seem to budge. It looked like it kept on getting bigger.

"Dammit Brian. What kind of magic are you using to make this thing get bigger? It's annoying the living shit out of me, stop!" I said a bit frustrated.

I started to scrub even harder when arms wrapped around my waist. I turned around to see an amused grin on Bryan's face.

"Alex, you're fucking crazy." He laughed. "There's nothing there."

I turned around and saw the black mark had disappeared. I giggled and turned back toward Brian, amused at my hallucinations.

"You made it go away!" I laughed and clasped my hands together.

He smiled at me and leaned in for a kiss, but I didn't acknowledge it. I wasn't in the mood for that kind of interaction today. Instead I wiggled away from his grip and started to pace back and forth as a sudden warmth had taken over my body. I started to get immensely heated and tore my sweater off throwing it on the ground. What was with me today?

"What the hell Brian. Why do have the heat on?" I said fanning myself. "It's like 100 degrees in here, my god."

Brian chuckled and went back to smoking his bong. I rolled my eyes (well at least I think I did) and sat down on the couch looking around at my surroundings. Brian's house wasn't appealing. I ignored my thoughts and slouched back into the surprisingly comfortable couch and let the cushions surround me. I felt like I was sitting on a marshmallow, a giant marshmallow.

I started to giggled to myself about how comfortable the giant marshmallow felt when my eyes fixed on the TV screen in front of me. Some show was on with a women with brown hair talking. I couldn't make out the words she said, but I didn't really care at the time either, so I just turned the channel to Nickelodeon. My favorite station.

Spongebob was on and I really hated that show, but right now I didn't care. I never cared, did I? I watched as the square sponge walked around his pineapple and zoned off. I wasn't really amused by the whole under the sea stuff. I didn't really know what was going on around me, I wasn't paying attention... That was until fingers started to snap in front of my face.