This was the last time. This was the bloody last time before the trip. You promised yourself that much.
But where the hell is it?
Turn over the bed sheets. Search around the unconscious girl by your shoulder. Push her over. Get up and head into the bathroom.
Up root everything. Damn it!
Check the luggage, you probably stashed it there.
Yeah sure, way to get your self arrested Charlie!
Empty the trashcan. Search the drawers. Look under that messy pile of dirty clothes…
Thank God.
Pick it up. Rush back into the bathroom. Say you'll be just a minute.
Take it. Relish in it. Loose yourself.
Stumble out of the bathroom. Ignore the angry, hysterical girl. Hide it in your hands.
Say you don't have anymore. Say that you've run out.
Just calm her down.
Don't look at her shaking hands or her bloodshot eyes. Don't see how desperate she is for the drugs. Don't see how she reflects you.
Ignore the sting of her punches. Ignore her hateful words. Ignore her.
Get out from under the girl. Hit her if you must. Cling onto the one true thing that can make you happy.
Lay on the ground. Watch her slam the door. Unclench your fists.
Breathe.
Stare at it, your bittersweet triumph.
Check your watch. Oh my God!
Pack up your things quickly. Get your gear and rush out the door.
You can't be late.
You've got a plane to catch…