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My overdose scared the hell out of Suki. She stopped popping pills, but it's not like anyone knew or noticed. See, the thing about Suki is that no one actually knows her because she puts up this front. I'm the only one whoever really noticed her, but don't tell her that.
She didn't need anyone knowing how fucked up she actually was. They didn't need to know that she couldn't sleep at night or that she could barely feed herself half the time. Her mind wouldn't let her burden anyone else with her problems.
Suki's withdrawal from pills had caused her to have a depressive episode, which was very uncommon for her. Suki wasn't stupid, though, she knew to go to the bathroom and not get a kidney infection. She was weird when she was depressed because most people didn't give a fuck about anything when they were like that, but Suki had Agliophobia which was a fear of pain. One thing that did happen to her was that she lost 15 pounds. She could get up to used the bathroom, but she didn't have it in her to feed herself. She survived off of water and sugar free jello for a whole month.
Being a young half-asian child in New York City did have it's cons, ya know? She never really had a boyfriend and the few boys she'd talk to were older boys who ended up grooming her and being really abusive. She'd get taken advantage of a lot or just straight up assaulted and that caused her to have a lot of trust issues.
Because of her past sexual trauma, when she was manic, she realized she would become hyper-sexual. Suki would masturbate any chance she could. In her room, in her car, in the living room, in the backyard; there wasn't a time Suki wasn't touching herself. She was still a virgin though, but she sure as hell wasn't gonna give anyone in this grimy ass town, with the exception of Fez, her virginity.
After I got sent to rehab, Suki grew close to Fez. He still didn't know that she used to be an addict like me. She didn't wanna put that kind of pressure on him. Plus, she hadn't taken anything in two months so that was some sort of an accomplishment.
I had been home for three days already and Suki was on the 8th day of her manic episode. In the span of these 8 days, Suki had orgasmed a total 82 times. It was 3 o'clock in the afternoon and she already had came 5 times that day. She was hanging out with Fez when he noticed something. He noticed the way here eyes would never stop moving, he noticed she was constantly bitting her nails, and he also noticed that her leg would not stop fucking shaking.
"Suki!" Fez almost yells at the manic girl.
And just like that, she snaps out of her trance, "Hm?"
"What's going on witchu?" He asks with his eyebrows furrowed.
Suki smiles softly, "It's nothing, Fez. Don't worry about it."
"Whatchu mean don't worry about it? You been sitting there looking at nothing for 10 minutes, shakin' yo leg and shit."
"I was?"
"Yeah."
"I'm sorry, it's just—" She cuts herself off before she could reveal anything
"It's just what, Suki? I don't wanna be all up in yo business, but you actin' real weird."
"Sorry," She mutters.
"It's cool."
Suki was scared that if Fez found out about her problems, he wouldn't like her. Fez didn't judge anybody, you know, shit happens. And it's not like Suki could fix her mental illness, that shit's for life. She had become so good at hiding everything that she didn't want to stop now. God knows Suki wanted to tell Fez everything.
"This whole Rue shit got me worried," Fez takes a hit from his black.
As soon as the name comes out of his mouth, Suki's mind starts to race. Her mind repeats her best friend's name over and over, the image of her laying on the floor in a pool of her own vomit, Gia crying in her arms, going over to Fez's, him holding her as she cried.
"I talked to her mom like a week ago, told me Rue was coming back soon and that she did good in rehab, but knowing Rue, there's no way in hell she stayed sober. I'm hoping she is, though," Suki takes a deep breath to calm her racing mind. She rubs her sweaty palms against her sweats, not realizing that she's being doing it for the last 5 minutes.
"Yo, you sure you good?" Fez asks her again. Suki nods, but her hands betray her as they start to shake frantically. "Ashtray, bring me a water!" The small boy brings him the water, mumbling something about not being his errand boy. "Here, drink this," Fez places the cold water bottle in Suki's hands.
She opens it quickly, downing the whole bottle in less than 10 seconds, "I-I'm sorry, Fez, I gotta go," with that she stands up and leaves the store.
"Suki!" Fez calls out to her. She stops in her tracks, "Whatever you going through right now, I'm here for you and I care about you, aight? You can always come to me if you need help."
"Thank you," She says loud enough for him to hear before getting in her car and heading home.
Upon hearing his declaration, Suki almost laughed. Not because she was a bitch or anything like that, it's just that she was having a manic episode and despite being a virgin, the only thing she needed help with at that moment was to get fucked into oblivion, so what did Suki do? She opted out for the next best thing—cumming 6 more times and bringing her number of orgasms up to 88.
