A little different to what I normally write but I've had the idea in my head for a while so I thought I'd give it a shot.
Thanks to the very awesome Jen for checking this over for me : )
Tucking her golden hair behind her ears she knelt over the cheap glass table in the centre of the dimly lit room, her eyes scanned the table quickly and noticed the small imperfections in the glass; a scratch here, a chip there. In the mere seconds it took for her to notice these she realised this table was just like herself, flawed.
Pushing the thought to the back of her mind along with all other doubts she focused solely on the small line of white powder, the white powder that her new boyfriend had told her would give her a great buzz. Without a moments hesitation she snorted the line and grinned feeling the instant rush. Closing her eyes she leant back against the jean clad legs behind her and sighed softly; letting the drug take over.
"Told you you'd like it." The deep, gruff voice behind her said with a smug smile on his face, allowing himself a moment to gloat. She tilted her head back slightly, opened her bleary eyes and looked up at the body that the legs belonged to. The grinning face of Eddie Willows looked down at the small female frame leaning against his legs. He ran his hands through her hair and watched as her eyes became even more unfocused.
He moved from behind her and watched as she slumped back against the scruffy moth-eaten sofa, beside that was an old lamp that was leaning dangerously close to falling over completely. She focused enough to watch as he snorted the remaining line and sat next to her.
This was her life now, two months ago she had been working in the club, dancing around the pole when she had first spotted him. He looked like a nice guy, handsome and charming. After her shift had finished he had been waiting outside for her with some flowers; normally she would laugh it off and leave but something about this guy had drawn her in, so she had agreed to go out for coffee with him.
Since that night they hadn't been apart, he'd drive her to work every night, stay and watch her dance then they would go back to her place and fall into bed together in a heated embrace which would last the rest of the night until the sun came up, by which point they would both be so exhausted they would collapse onto the bed and sleep until she had to get up for work that night.
She had fallen quick and hard for him, had believed his stories of being well known music industry. How foolish she had been.
Now, only two months later she had moved out of her rented apartment that she once shared with her friend and into a scruffy one room place with Eddie; his so called business was nothing but a couple of crappy singers that had never amounted to anything, yet she was still under his spell, still believed him when he promised her he would get her out of the clubs and they would live in a nice house and have everything they wanted.
Her love and faith in him was so deep that when he came home with a bag of the white powder and told her it would be amazing, that he did it all the time and he was fine, she hadn't hesitated to agree.
Her world was slowly unravelling around her and it was only going to get worse…