Prologue:
Alix looked at the cigarettes on the table, the drugs, the drinks and she gagged in disgust. I knew I was going to get caught one day; just wasn't planning it to be so soon. I gulped, trying to go near her, hold her hand and explain to her but there was no use. She backed away."Do not come near me!" She screamed, nearly falling to her knees. She ran a hand through her hair, sweat running down the sides of her face.
"I'm sorry!" I cried. "Please let me explan. This isn't mine."
"You promised me." Alix said, tears rolling down her face now. I couldn't believe I made the love of my life, my girlfriend cry. I never thought this day would come. "Hariette, look at you. You broke the only promise I made."
"Please, let me explain," I said, trying to get nearer. But before I could even open my mouth, she cut me off, shaking her head.
"Explain to me when you're not addicted to crap."
"I'm trying. Why can't you accept the fact I've tried getting over this?" I said, shaking my head.
"This doesn't look like trying to me at all." Alix sighed, signalling to all the cigarettes on the table.
"It isn't even mine."
Alix shook her head. "I'm sorry Harri." She said, trying to smile weakly but failing. Her makeup was horribly smudged from all sides. "I just... I need time, okay?"
I nodded, trying to understand but I didn't know what to say.
"I hope you understand."
"Will you be back?" I asked, my voice cracking. I wanted to stop her, hug her, make it alright but I stayed put.
Alix smiled properly this time. "Maybe I will," she whispered before walking away and shutting the door behind her.
The room suddenly went dark and I looked down at all the stuff sitting on my table. I kept staring at it. Was it really worth losing my girlfriend over all this?
Tears rolled down my face as memories flashed through my mind. I needed it. I picked up the cigarette, lighting it before taking a huge puff, and letting out the smoke. I sighed in relief. It felt so good, so perfect. So amazing. I wouldn't have anything else.
I'd never have anything else.
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Our World
RomanceFor 17 year old Harriette life seems amazing. She's started college, wants to be a graphic designer and is working towards it everyday. Even though her life hasn't always been perfect. Addicted to smoking, drugs and alcohol since she was 14, she is...