PART 2: The Descent
"Okay," he hummed, "You ready?" I nodded, not quite sure, but wanting to feel the rush he'd been describing to me for so long. Tonight I finally get to try it. He smiled, offering me the pipe. I eyed the little rock inside. Here we go, I thought, preparing myself. I took a long, deep breath as someone held a lighter to the other side of the pipe. I coughed a little, but before I could even straighten myself up again the drug was taking effect. My brain was flooded with the speed. Oh my god, it was incredible! There was no way I could have prepared myself for this. I laughed, falling back into Naruto's arms. He lifted me up, forcing me to take another hit. My body seemed filled with energy suddenly. He shoved me off of his lap as he decided to take some for himself. Someone helped me up, and I wobbled my way through the crowd of the people at the party, grabbing a drink along the way. I stopped near the basement stairs, leaning against the wall. I took a small sip from my drink, then cringed. Ew, vodka.
"Hinata?" I jumped. I turned quickly, noticing someone sititng on the stairs. My eyes widened.
"Kankuro?" I blurted, spilling my drink down the front of my dress. That's him, Kiba's ex-boyfriend. "Oh, shit. Hi! How are you?" I felt stupid, but I just couldn't stop talking. "This is such a great night, ya' know?"
He shot me a half-smile. "I never knew you partied." A grin swept across my face. He stank of weed.
"Me neither." Okay, I lied. So I knew he smoked and drank a little. A quick thought ran across my mind. Maybe he got Kiba into it? A smile slipped out again. Nah, he always was so straight-edge. I went to take another sip of my drink, but it slipped right out of my hands. I glanced down, noticing suddenly how sweaty they were. I wiped them on my dress.
"So...how's he doing?" This surprised me. Of course I knew who "he" was. I giggled.
"Well, he's sad." I laughed louder. "A lot more than sad, really. He's depressed. He thinks you used him." I felt a little bad about sharing things Kiba has told me privately, but I just couldn't help it.
Kankuro's eyes glimmered, but he didn't move. "I sorta did." I opened my mouth to reply, although I'm not sure what would have come out. Instead, Naruto showed up behind me and cut me off. He'd obviously been cranking.
"Hey-y-y, Kankuro!" He said gleefully "What's up, man?"
"Nothing much," Kankuro replied, glancing back and forth between Naruto and I. "I heard you two are a 'thing' now, hmm?"
Naruto laughed, and I nodded. "Yeah," he exclaimed, "She's great." He wrapped his arms around me from behind.
"I figured. She always seemed like a pretty nice chick."
"Oh yeah. Good in bed, too." I turned to Naruto, uncomfortable. What did he just say? I attempted to say something, but he cut me off once again. "Hey, you wanna try her out? Fifty bucks, and you can have some fun." My head was spinning. He's trying to pimp me out?!
"Wait, Naruto--" I objected, but he put his index finger to my lips. Kankuro chuckled.
"No thanks," he replied, "Chicks aren't exactly my number one interest."
"What? You're bi, right?" Naruto questioned, "So you like chicks, too?"I shot him a pissed-off glance. What happened to 'you fucked a guy? You're gay!' Kankuro just smiled, and repeated 'no, thanks'. "Oh well," Naruto said, shrugging, then floated back off into the crowd of people. As soon as he was gone Kankuro grabbed my arm, pulling me to sit beside him on the steps.
"I can't believe your dating that guy," he grumbled, "He's such a douche."
"But I love him," I responded, tapping my foot. "He probably didn't mean it."
He sighed. "It's not just that, dear. Look what he's done to you!" I turned my head to the side, confused.
"What--" I began to question him, but then he squeezed my knee, signaling for me to shut up. I glanced up, noticing that Naruto had returned. By his side was Sasuke, his eyes dilated and holding a very familiar gleam. Naruto was grinning, and gave me a thumbs up.
"I think it's time for me to go." Kankuro rose, resting a hand on my shoulder momentarily. "I'll see you around, kid." I nodded silently. This whole thing was becoming overwhelming. My gut was clenched with a sure feeling that something bad was about to happen. In a few seconds Kankuro was gone, and Naruto and Sasuke stood before me.
"Hey, good news babe. I found someone to take me up on my offer!" My mouth literally dropped open. So he wasn't kidding. I shot up and grabbed his hand, pulling him aside. He mumbled something to Sasuke, then followed me a few paces away where we could talk alone.
"Are you fucking kidding me? You want to sell me," I vented, "And to your best friend, even?!"
"Hey," His voice was suddenly serious. "I need the fucking money. What, do you think you get these fixes for free? Hell no! Who do you think has been paying for all your fun? You owe me, babe. You gotta start getting money somehow if you want to keep flying." I sighed, and wrapped my arms around myself. So I had two choices--no more drugs, or prostitution. I hated myself, and my answer. Naruto grinned. "Great!"
((Later))
I sat sore, broken, and bruised on the bed. Sasuke rose, slipped on his clothes, and was gone without a word or even a glance my way. I hated this. Even on speed this didn't feel good. Sasuke had a preference for the 'back door', if you know what I mean. He also was a bit too slap happy. No wonder he can't keep a girlfriend. I felt slimy, skanky, and used. I stood up slowly, feeling the blood and other fluids dripping down my legs. I made my way to the bathroom, which thankfully was connected to the bedroom. I sat in that strangers shower for two hours, trying to wash the scent of shame and disgust off of me. It didn't work. I glanced at the clock. 3 AM. I still wasn't coming down. I found my way back into my clothes, and I left the strangers bedroom, feeling sorry for whoever had to sleep in that tonight. I looked around at the few remaining people at the party, none of whom I recognized. Naruto was long gone. I realized this meant I had to walk home. Not such a good idea since I was pretty fucked up and completely unsure of where I was. Still, I decided it was better than hanging around here. I disappeared into the darkness of the night, turning down the first street I came to. River Avenue. Thank god. I could find my way home from here. And I did, but less than an hour after I snuck into my own bedroom window my father came in to wake me for school. I made it through the first few classes, but I was starting to crash now. And as I found out, a coke crash was nothing compared to a meth crash. I sat the lunch table, the very sight of food making my stomach twist. My head was pounding and I still hasn't slept. I literally felt like I was going to die. I closed my eyes and rested my head on the table.
"Hinata?" I opened one eye, already knowing who it would be. Kiba. Of course. I sat up, my blurry eyes catching sight of the concern clearly plastered on his face. "Hey... Kankuro told me he saw you at a party last night. You know, that one that wasn't 'my type of party'."
Shit. I already knew where this conversation was headed. I attempted to change the topic. "You're talking to him again?"
Kiba shrugged. "He called me this morning. He said he was worried about you. He said..." His voice lowered to a whisper. "He said you were on meth." Obviously the topic change didn't work. I didn't reply. He sighed. "I-I also heard... Naruto was trying to... sell you?" He phrased this one in the form of a question, like he didn't believe it. I still didn't reply. The thought of what happened still lingered in my bruised and aching arms, along with my fairly obvious swollen cheek. "Tell me, please... You didn't do it, did you?" I remained still, but I couldn't help the stinging in my eyes. Before I could get myself under control, tears were rolling down my face. He gingerly cupped my cheek in his hand. "...who did this to you?"
"Sasuke," I managed to squeak out, surprised at how pathetic my voice sounded. I pushed him away from me, wiping my tears away with the back of my hand. "But it's fine," I blurted, trying to mask my pain. "It was a one time thing. It was an accident."
"Hinata," his voice boomed. He was obviously not going to take excuses. "It was no accident. You don't think this won't happen again?"
"Why would I?" I barked, narrowing my eyes at him. "I'm not the weak little girl you used to know, damn it! I can take care of myself!"
"Really?" He retorted, anger flashing in his eyes, "Then why didn't you stop yourself from being used?"
"Why didn't you?!" I shot back, standing up. "You got fucked over just as bad as I did. And you didn't do anything about it! Why should I think you could do anything for me?!" I stormed away from the table, all eyes in the lunchroom on me, including Kiba's, which were now filled with pain. Because of me. I really hurt him that time. No.I smothered that guilty voice inside of me. That fucker deserved it. I'm not weak anymore. I'm not!