Morphine Time Begins

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                           | Elliot's POV |
Im in my room, just being lonely like usual.
Its hard for me not to cry. I've been lonely for so many days and years. I start coughing, I started to feel... weird. I needed them...I needed her...My love of my life,Morphine.
I went to my kitchen cabinet to get them from the bottle. It was getting worse... i needed them quick... I needed them immediately.

Morphine's P.O.V

I felt anxious in the bottle, sitting in the hot cabinet. I couldn't wait to feel his soft, hardworking hands touch my hard, powdery surface. I was Morphine, a very addictive drug. A drug so addictive that many would die for me, literally. And Elliot was one of them, my soulmate. My ride or die, my drug. Even if I was a drug myself. I felt the cabinet open, and the rush of excitement ran through my non-existent veins.
                            | Elliot's POV |
I grab the bottle and then walked quickly to the living room. I opened the bottle and grabbed two of the pills and crushed them. I put them on my table and snorted them. Relief went through my body...I was worry free now. I fed my fish shortly after that. I snorted another line of the Morphine. And that's when I realized
My Morphine was saying something to me...

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