Morphia
….. Darkness must go …..
Riff Raff stumbled into the dark, silent tower that housed his bedroom. His shaking hands fumbled for the drawer of his bedside table. He had to have his fix. Take away the pain. Take it away….
….. Down the river of night's dreaming …..
He collapsed on the bed, barely wincing as the coarse fabric of his uniform rubbed against the fresh welts Frank had created. He clenched his fist trying desperately to find a vein, any vein. Ah. There.
….. Flow Morphia slow …..
His tense body relaxed as the drug spread slowly through his body. His perfect release. Perfect escape. Through the growing haze he heard the 'click, click' of booted feet approaching.
….. Let the sun and light come streaming …..
The door swung open, creaking, like everything else in the castle. The dazzling light of at least eight candles illuminated Magenta, framing her in the doorway. She looked at him with pity and disappointment. Shame coursed through him. He was weak. Too weak to protect his precious Magenta…
….. Into my life …..
Silently, she walked over to him and sat on the edge of the bed. She motioned for him to turn and after a moment of drug induced confusion he did. Gently Magenta cleaned and bandaged the bloody marks of Frank's whip, switch, or whatever the angry prince had found to beat him with.
….. Into my life …..
Riff Raff reached out for her but she pulled back just out of his reach, her eyes glaring accusingly at the drug that had consumed her brother and lovers life. She stood, pausing to look back only once, shaking her head sadly, before the door closed, plunging him once again into the darkness.
Out of my life
AN:Short I know. Just something I came up with being bored in physics and having this song stuck in my head. I own nothing unfortunately.