Lost

His warm lips pressed against the bare area where my neck and shoulder met, and shudders instantly ran through me like lighting bolts. I smiled and lazily stretched my neck in the opposite direction and let out a breathy moan, an involuntary action that I could no longer repress; he responded by smirking against my vulnerable skin. So he did know what he does to me. His cloud soft lips parted slightly, tugging my exposed, sensitive skin into his mouth with his teeth. I gasped loudly and arched my back, accidentally almost creating a distance between us, but he slid his arm around my waist, pressing his fingers into my hips. How is it that anything he did sent extreme jolts of hot passion rushing from my head to my toes and back? He brought me in closer and pressed my back against his strong stomach. I turned around so that we were face to face. Forehead to forehead. His beautiful emerald eyes held a playful joy.
His fingers ran along the side of my body until he reached my hair. He began twirling it between his fingers, "I love you." He kissed my nose.
"Oof!" I fell off the bed and into reality. I need another hit. I rolled over to the side and shoved away the empty beer bottle that was nearly an inch away from my face. I slowly got up, Jaden and whoever he decided to have sex with were really getting it on for a long time last night. I kneeled next to the bed and pressed my forehead into the mattress. Funny how his sex life kept me from walking more than mine. I need another hit.
I pushed myself up and looked around at the half naked girls, most of them draped on top of fully naked men.
I need another hit. I scanned around looking for a needle or something to stop this stupid headache. My phone buzzed and I saw that I had an email from Marissa. Forget that, get the drugs.
I ignored that thought and looked at the email - she was getting married. I looked down at myself, ashamed. This underwear wasn't even mine.
Thats it I'm going to rehab.