Black & White

5- dirty

Isopel closed the front door behind her, slumping against it.

She felt dirty.

She always felt dirty after sleeping with Jimin. She felt like a slut.

She knew she shouldn't, but she couldn't help but want more. She wanted to hold his hand. Cuddle with him. Go out on cute dates. Show off their relationship.

Their nonexistent relationship. The one she had made up in her head.

Isopel finally stood from her position against the door and walked to her bedroom, dropping her phone and keys on the bed. She grabbed the bottle of her dads old painkillers from her floor and stared at it.

And stared.

And stared.

She knew she shouldn't take any, but god was it so tempting.

No. She wouldn't take any. She was saving those.

But she had a lot. Enough to have some now.

No. She could barely even stomach the amount it takes to get her high. 4 high dose painkillers. Something from her dads old cavity filling or related dentist thingy. She didn't actually know what they were. They made her tingly.

Isopel liked being tingly.

Too fucking much.

So, you guessed it, Isopel took the 4 pills.

Her hands shook as she took each pill, tears spilling from her eyes.

Why couldn't she stop?

She knew she should.

She didn't.