Too High(ON HOLD)

"What are you doing?"
Her breath caught in her throat, her eyes wide as she watched him lift his head from the line of white powder on the coffee table. She asked again,"What are you doing?"
He just stared, his eyes held no remorse, letting her know he did not regret being caught.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" She hissed at him, her voice breaking on the last word.
"What do you think I'm doing, Vivienne?" he smirked as he lifted himself off of the couch, taking small, prowling steps towards her.
She just shook her head as she turned to flee, her eyes brimming with tears. Her escape was prevented, however, by the strong band of an inked arm locked around her waist.
"Where do you think you're going, baby?"he whispered, his teeth brushing her ear. She refused to answer, staring straight ahead.
"You want to know a secret, baby?"
She shook her head stubbornly, not wanting to hear his lies.
He chuckled, while his lips moved even closer to her ear.
"It's sugar."