I wake up. Cold metal is beneath me and I I have a dull, thin blanket over me. I'm laying on a bench in the police station in a cell.
I'm exhausted. I rest my eyes a second more before I sit up.
"Rise and shine, doll face." A cop with a silver rectangle that read 'Officer M. Kisagar' pinned in this shirt, smirks and says.
I look up and he's standing in front of me. " Wanna go home or you just gonna keep laying there?" I throw the blanket off me and look around for my shoes.
"So what happend last night?" He says to me as we stop at the first stop light.
"I just took some tablets of some sort and tripped out that's all," I say looking out the window.
"That's all?" He says.
"Well, yea."
"Sure, so what kind if tablet? LSD? Did you take meth? What did you do?"
"Acid. And I possibly drank a few shots of a few different beers."
"Beers? Sure." he nods and laughs a little.
"No, I'm just kidding. It was like three hard alcohols."
He nods and looks in the rearview mirror straight at me. "So what happened? You know, in that little trip of yours?"
"Fuck, if I know.." I look straight into the rearview mirror, as he is.
He smirks, "Well missy.. How many pills did you take? How old are you anyways? How did you even end up in the station?"
"Calm it with the questions, I don't remember." But I remember everything. Well, not everything but the major parts, yea. I tripped out and ran around freaking the fuck out, I got stopped by a cop and got arrested.
But before getting arrested I was running in front of cars and trying to get rides away from the city. It was fucking scaring me. The cops thought I was either prostituting myself or just completely insane.
He nods once again. "Well if you get caught again with drugs in your system or run around naked in the middle of the night, I'll arrest you.
He drives up the complex and I get out, he gives me a half nod and drives off.
I walk in the door and Scott's on the xbox in the living room.
YOU ARE READING
Scott's Pill
RomansaThey live together and share the same passion. Two druggies and lovers are bound to make it or break it. The habit destroys them but together, they make a choice. He loves her dearly but It's either the tension or passion. But she's the pill he take...
