Cocaine, Pain and Love.

Chapter One.

A familiar song plays softly in the backround. A young women sitting alone in her huge bathroom, vadka bottle in one hand and a ciggarette in the other. Layed before her a popular magizine one one side and the other, her lifeline to her own reality. "Everything is fucked." She mumbles as she puts her ciggarette out in the ashtray and moves her hand to the loose strands of her long, red hair that fell into her pale green eyes. She reaches for the small red box in front of her and opens it, as she takes a swig from the bottle shes holding. Inside she pulls a baggie containing a white powdery substance and a white streeked mirrior. Sitting the bottle down she takes out a rock and breaks it up on her mirror with a razorblade she also took from the box. "Oh, Mommie dearest wouldnt you be so ashamed of me with your little girl about ready to do the only thing that keeps her sane." She smirks, and mumbles something about killing her mothers precious violin carrer, and her 'father's' racing fame all going down hill because of her. "I hate both of you." She says in anger as she finsihes making lines of white power across her mirror. The girl reaches in the box again and pulls a blue straw from it and inhales each of the four lines after another. Her nose goes numb instantly and she feels the numbness creeping down her throut. Sniffing hard after she sat up to make sure it all goes down as she picks up the mirror to check her nose to make sure there was nothing to give her secret away. Taking another big swig of the vadka before screwing the cap back on and putting in away under the sink behind many cleaning bottles. Reaching for her bag and her precious box she walks out of her bathroom putting the box back into her bag she heads back down to her party her mother has thrown her.

"Hello, dear Zoe!" Her father exclaims, tucking her watch back into her pocket looking up at her daugher with those emerald green eyes. "Where were you?" She asked her as Zoe headed down the stairs, reaching in her bag for a mint.

"Hi, Dad." Zoe says criging at the word, thinking to herself, "Idiot, can't even tell the world your really a female. Everything is such a secret in this house. Noone even knows I am not your real daughter. I don't know how I look nothing like you or Mom. How can these people be so blind not to know." Anger showing on her delicate face she dicides not to let it bother her. After all she didn't want to ruin her buzz. "I had to go to the bathroom and I only use the one in my room." She answered, not careing to hear a resonse from her.

They walked around the corner to the main room, it was full of well dressed people. Some old, some young but all the same to Zoe. In her opinion all of them were just rich snobs who cared about two things. Fame and Fortune. If you had either of the two you were in. She hated them all. "Oh, Haruka she is growing into a fine young women." A plump elderly women said while patting her on her back and pinching Zoe's cheek.

"Yes, she is. I can't believe today she is eighteen. How the years went by." Haruka now said smiling at her daughter. "Have you seen my wife?" She asked the plump lady.

"I think she is overthere entertaining the countess and her husband." She said extending a finger with a ring the size of texas on it. "How are you feeling Zoe?" Now directing her attention to her.

"Numb." Zoe smiled at the thought of this women's reaction if she had actually said that. "I am fine thank you. And yourself Ma'am?" Halfway chocking on her own words. SHe hated acting prim and proper. It made her stomic turn.

"I am wonderful young lady." Zoe cringed, she hated to be called that. "Isn't this a beautiful party your Mother and Father has thrown for you." She asked carring on the conversation.

"I'd like to throw you, That is if I could ever lift your fat ass." Zoe stiffled a laugh and smiled as she replyed. "Yes, It is ever so beautiful. I am thankful to have such wonderful loving parents." She about choked on her words once again. "No if you please excuse me I have to go thank my Mother for this devine party." She said bowing and walking away not giving the women a chance to try to continue her conversation. "God, I need a fucking drink." She thought to herself.

"Zoe!" Her mother said excitedly as she reached out for her daughter.

"Mother, Dear." Zoe said with a fake smile, reaching her mother's side.

"I was just telling the countess here about your paintings getting into the fine museum down town." The women with long aqua hair and piercing blue eyes said as she hugged her daughter.

Zoe just smiled, she didn't care to talk to anymore people. "I guess you get your art talent from your Mother here, girl." A tall, young gentalman with black slicked back hair and dark blue eyes said.

She tryed not to laugh at his lame attempt of flirting with her. "I guess I do." Now focing yet again another smile.

"Forgive me for my manners but this is the Countess grandson Julius Augustino." He mother informed her with a broad smile.

"Thank you, Mrs. Michiru. Would you care to dance with me, Zoe?" Julius asked Zoe, with his hand extended towards her.

"Not really" She thought to herself she felt her Mother nugding her side to dance with the man. "I would love to." She said through a false smile.

Music playing as many couples were paired together dancing on the dance floor. "Mind if I be straight forward with you, Zoe?"

"If you want." She said following his lead as they danced together.

He leaned closer so noone would hear what he had to say. "I hate all this mumbo jumbo bullshit and I can tell you do too." He said with a laugh causeing her to smile.

"Guess you can see right through me Mr. Augustino." She smiled a bit relieved she didn't have to put up and charade with him.

"Call me Julius, please." He said as the song came to an end. "Would you like to get some air on the padio?"

"Yes." She smiled as they walked out the big french doors to the dimly lite padio area off of the party. She deeply inhaled the fresh air and smiled as she felt some of the cocaine drain down her throut from strong inhale. "It is nice out tonight." She looked at him. "How comes I never seen you before tonight?" She asked, honestly curious.

"Been away at collage." He laughed. My grandmother insisted I go and now that I have gotten my degree I decided to come back home to this wonderful life." He said the last part sarcasticly causeing Zoe to laugh. "No, but seriously I am looking for a place around town and staying with dear ol' granny 'til I find one."

"That sounds fun." She laughed, whiping her hand across her nose because the cool air caused it to run.

He looked over to her. "You really shouldn't do that." He said handing her his hankerchief.

"What is this for?" She asked.

"For your nose it is bleeding a bit." He pointed and she looked at her glove where she whiped her nose to see the blood stained on it. "Oh, how embarassing." She took the hankercheif and whiped her nose. "Can I hold onto this? I will wash it for you."

"Sure thing, but like I said you shouldn't snort things." He said with a strangly worried look on his face.

"How did you know? It could just be a regular nose bleed." She said now defending herself.

"Calm down. And to answer your question I have done it before as well. You know I did just get back from collage." He smiled. "And besides when there is white specks that show through in the red tint of the blood it gives it away." He said laughing.

"I am sorry. Some first impression you must have of me." Zoe said looking down at her feet.

"Don't worry about it. I see you no differntly. To be honest like i said I did it in collage but I never said I stopped." He smiled reasuring her it didn't effect him. "And besides now I don't feel so alone and out of place here. Knowing there is a beautiful girl like you that despises this hell as much as I do." He said putting hius arm around her waist. "I am just happy it didn't happen inside where everyone could of seen you."

"Yea, I didn't even think of that." Now leaning on him. Ten minutes went by and she didn't want to move but she knew if she didn't soon someone would be out. She took her gloves off and put them into her bag, along with his hankerchief. "Let's go dance I have to do something anyway, I am getting antsy." She said pulling him towards the french doors leading back to her party.

From across the room Michiru and Haruka watch their daughter and Julius dance. "They seem to be getting along." Haruka said to her wife.

"Amizingly they do. I am surpised that daughter of ours hasn't told him off yet."

"Yea. Maybe he is the one for her." Haruka said pulling her wife tightly around the waist, bringing her closer to her.

"Hopefully." Michiru said with a laugh.

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"Mother I am going to my room now. Goodnight." Zoe said as the last of the guests left.

"Wait I wanted to talk with you." Michiru said catching up with her, leaving Haruka to escort the rest of the guests out.

"What do you want now?" Zoe asked getting annoyed.

"Don't be nasty with me, I just wanted to ask you something." She said walking beside her to Zoe's room.

"Sorry Mom. I just want to go to bed." "And think about Julius." She smiled at her thoughts.

"I just wanted to ask you if you enjoyed yourself tonight. You didn't mingle much tonight but you sure did get close to Countess Anne's Grandson." Michiru smiled as they walked into Zoe's room.

"Yea I do like him alot. And like me he doesn't like all of this stuff as much as me." She smiled at the thought of him.

"That's good to hear Baby." She said kissing her on the forehead. "I am happy you are atleast close enough to Haruka and me that we know who you really are." Michiru smiled, as she walked out of her room down the hall.

"Yea, almost the real me Mom." Zoe said aloud as she got into her nighty and climbed into bed thinking about her fairwell with Julius.

"Goodnight, Zoe." Julius said as he kissed her on the cheek, holding her hands. "I surprisingly had a wonderful time tonight with you by my side." He added pulling her close. "I'd like to spend more time with you."

"I'd like that too." He moved closer to her and hugged her.

"Julius are you ready dear our limo is ready." His grandmother called from beside her husband.

"Yes Grandma, I am comming just saying goodbye to Zoe." He called back.

"Ok, Dear." She said as she ducked inside the limo followed by her husband, his grandfather.

"Well the old lady is calling." He said jokingly. She laughed. "I will give you a call tomorrow. Ok?"

"Ok." Somehow she couldn't find anymore words in her besdies a simple Ok.

Just then he leaned forward and kissed her cheek once again and whispered "Sleep well, Beautiful." As he walked away, she let her ungloved hand touch the spot his warm lips just left. She felt like she was floating.

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"How is she?" Haruka asked as she took of her blazer and got ready for bed.

From across the room Michiru was also getting ready for bed, She was slipping into a nighty when Haruka asked her the question. "Very well actually. I don't think I have ever seen her this happy." Now sitting at her vanity taking her hair down. "That boy has awoken something sweet in her. She apologised for snapping at me as we were going up to her room. Can you believe it?" Turning around to see her half naked wife.

Pulling on a tee shirt with a shocked look on her face. "No, actually I can't" Let's get into bed and pretend we are twenty years younger. Haruka said with a devilish smile. Causing Michiru to laugh and jump into her own bed, Haruka turned out the lights and followed her love.