Just a Drug, Love Vincent

Just a Drug, Love Vincent

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"One more pill" chanted my closest friends. I glanced into my hand at the Xanax bar looking back at me and took a deep breath. Thinking to myself "this could be either the best or worst night of my life" I took the pill and chased it with some monster. As I was talking to Ashley she began to echo in my head. "H-Hey a-are y-you g-good?" She began to fade from my sight and I saw black dots everywhere. Though scary the darker it got the more peaceful I was, the muffled speaker playing Chase Atlantic, my body on the oh so comfortable rug and my mind at ease. All that soon came to a stop. "Guys I think she's waking up" said a deep raspy voice. I could hear him but I wasn't at the point of opening my eyes. I felt a large warm hand caress my face and that same voice calling to me "come on open your eyes for me"
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"Can you forget about me...?" I asked him as we stood in the frozen night. He shook his head. I smile, "Well, in that case..." I pause to step back a bit and look up at him. "I'm sorry...," With that, I fall back and into the river. All I could feel was the icey water slowly filling my lungs and then... 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. I never meant for him to fall in love with me. However, when I woke up, I woke up in a white room, "A hospital room...?" I thought to myself. I look around wondering how and why I was here...and then I see him... right next to me. I slightly frowned and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on my shoulder, urging me to lie back down. I fought against him, trying to get away from him. But he held me firmly, his eyes filled with concern and love. "Please, calm down. You scared me when you fell into the river. I thought I had lost you," he whispered, his voice breaking with emotion. I stopped struggling and looked into his eyes, seeing the pain and fear that I had caused him. I then looked down as I said, "I thought I'd make it easier for you." His face paled. "What do you mean?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. I took a deep breath and confessed, "I never wanted you to fall in love with me." I say. He looked at me in shock, his grip on my shoulder loosening. "Why would you say that? Why would you think that would be easier for me?" he asked, his voice filled with confusion and hurt. I closed my eyes, unable to meet his gaze as I replied, "Because I don't deserve your love. I'm not who you think I am." He sat there in silence, processing my words. And then, without warning, he leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips. I pulled away, stunned by his action. "I don't care who you think you are. I love you, for you dumbass," he said.

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