Path to destruction

Chap 2

I wake up to my alarm going off. "Shit" I say out loud just now remembering I never called out for the night. Oh well I guess I'm just gonna try to get everything done and try to make it to my brothers before 2. I get out of my bed and start digging through my closet to find my uniform. I work at an emergency call center for power outages. It pays more than enough but it's not the best for mental health. I glance at the coffee table that still has the white substance on the top. "Just one line won't hurt" I convince myself to do it after I put my clothes on. I look at it this way. I can be hurting my body in other ways like I did as a kid so I think I've improved. I slowly sit down and stare having a silent battle of if I should or shouldn't. I just shake my head already deciding that I probably can't get through the night without some high even if it won't last the whole shift. I snort the pill and stand up going to the door. I try to get there before it hits to at least try to be responsible. I text my brother saying I can't make it tonight claiming we were short staffed but really I just want to get my shift over with so I can go hide away in my apartment. I make it to work and wave high to my coworker, Ashley. I rush past her so I can set my desk up for the night. We all have cubicles so the person calling has some privacy even though people listen to every conversation that canes through on my headset. It's 3 am before I can take a break and I decide to face the cold just so I can smoke a cigarette. My shift is almost over and I've been cussed at twelve times in one night. It actually hasn't been too bad for once. I toss the cigarette to the ground and slowly make my way back inside praying for the time to go faster.