Rehab
Rating: M for mature audiences. Violence, harsh language, graphic scenes.
WARNING: Homosexual relations, Harsh Language, Discrimination, Harsh Sexual Content. If you take offence easily then this story is not for you.
Pairings: GaaraNaruto, Gaara[Undefined]
Gaara
That's all I need is one more hit. And I'm done, for good.
He's looking at me like that again. I told him I'm quitting. Why the fuck won't he understand? I ignore it. He doesn't matter right now.
I line up the white powder and roll up a dollar bill. Naruto walks out of the bathroom. I don't care right now, he's probably leaving. I shut and lock the door behind him.
Something I really need right now. I put the bill to one nostril while blocking the other and I inhale the powder. The line disappears quickly.
The last hit I swear. I lean back.
Just what I need...
I close my eyes and let the euphoria claim me once again. Every problem I had instantly melts away.
I lay there, staring silently up at the bathroom ceiling. I don't feel anything, yet I feel everything at the same time. Where am I? I can't feel where I am.
I need more.
My movements are slurred, but I manage to make another line - longer this time. I roll up the same wrinkled old dollar bill and quickly snort once more. There's a ringing in my ear. I feel so good. When did this start? Why am I doing this? I don't care, all that matters is it's here with me now. This is the only thing that makes me feel good now.
I feel so good, that I take another hit. I want to feel even better. My movements are becoming more rhythmic. I stand up and look in the mirror, not noticing the red liquid drip into the sink. I'm beginning to feel tired, but I still feel good. I feel so good.
I feel...
Was that glass? My face is so warm now. I need more of it. I'm looking for the rest of it, but I can't find it. Where did I put it? I'm panicking. Where the hell is it? I stumble out of the bathroom, my forehead is stinging. Why is it hurting? Where the fuck is the rest of my shit?
I pull out all the books and papers and magazines. I pull the sheets and pillows off of the bed. I can't find it. I'm shoving everything off of the computer desk. My head hurts so bad. I can't find it. It's getting worse. I'm getting dizzy. I'm becoming more frantic. My heart is racing. I'm back in the bathroom. The mirror is shattered with red everywhere.
I can't take this.
I slam my head against the broken mirror again.
I need it. The ringing is getting worse.
And again.
I don't like this feeling.
And again.
My head hurts so bad. I'm so angry, the good feeling is going away.
And again.
I can't hear the ringing anymore. The pain is gone. I'm tired again.
Naruto...
I have added some things, and I'm glad I did. This is going to be a short story, maybe two or three more chapters. The next chapter will be a prequel to this, so that way it's known how this started.
