The Broken Mirror {COMPLETED}

What A Wonderful World

Kline shakes me to wake me up. I open one eye. I forgot about whatever it was she wanted to show me at midnight. Trying to catch up on the sleep I missed the night before but looks like I am about to miss more. I climb out of bed and follow her. She slowly opens the door to our room, and we creep out.

I do everything she does, although it is easier for her since she cannot be taller than five feet. I duck when she ducks. I crawl when she crawls. Eventually, finding ourselves bent underneath the nurses' station, so that we aren't seen. We begin to crawl until we are out of sight of the only nurse on staff currently.

We quietly laugh as we get to our feet. I follow her down a hallway that looks like a good place to shank someone. Maybe I made a mistake following her. "Where are you taking me?"

"You'll see," she replies. Okay, that does not help the trust factor. We reach these double doors that say laundry. She opens the door and I find other patients in there hanging out. It's almost like the scene in Dirty Dancing when the staff party is revealed, but instead of partying, everyone seems to be making out. We walk in and the doors close behind us.

It looks like an average laundry room. White and gray walls with massive washer machines and driers lined up in rows. There are tables to fold clothes and chairs to sit in.

A mountain of a man walks over to us and hugs little Kline. She almost disappears in his arms. "Who's this?" Pointing an eyebrow at me.

"New roommate, Alexander. This is Roberts," Kline introduces us. His eyes travel the length of my body.

"I wish I got pretty roommates. Mines smell like feet," he tells her. I smile at his compliment. He winks at me. He's Samoan, and everything amazing that comes with that. Beautiful tan skin and dark gorgeous hair, that even women would be envious of. He is covered in tattoos. His eyes are dark, and he has a great smile.

"Don't hit on my roommate," Kline says to him. Smacking him in his belly. He laughs at her.

"Why? You got first dibs?" He asks her.

"I'm not exactly her type. Am I?" She asks me. I was not really following.

"Type?" I answer confused. I was more focused on the semi-orgy going on in here.

"Which way do you swing?" She asks me.

"Oh, yeah! I'm straight. I have kissed a few girls, had a threesome, but I was high," answering her question. I am completely confused by what I see here. "Aren't we not supposed to be getting into relationships?" They laugh at my question.

"Not supposed to, yes. Do we listen?" Roberts says to me.

"With that, if you'll excuse me," Kline leaves me with Roberts. She finds a pretty blonde girl and they start making out. Wow. Brought me in here, and now I've been left with this incredibly hot guy whose been drooling over me since I've walked in. Long explanation of the situation, but my brain is working on overtime. The real reason is nerves. What am I supposed to say to this man?

"Poison?" He asks pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Do you all call it that?" I respond.

"Does it not destroy your life?" Answering my question with a question, after I answered him with a question.

"Fair point. Opioids and alcohol," I tell him.

"Same," he shows me his arm that has track marks. I touch them without thinking. This could have been me if I didn't have the money to access the drugs I wanted.