To Dance!-Chapter 4
...muscle spasms...
Mimi didn't sleep at all that night. She just couldn't help but feel guilty.
She was with Roger before he died, but she had to be a bitch and screw it up for everyone. 'Love heals doesn't it? Remember last christmas? You didn't love him enough! You couldn't heal him!' I know blue! Only blue, lonely blue, within me blue...without you There was a pang of hurt in the pit of her stomach as tears fought their way down her cheeks and a discomforting thought came to her. 'I can cry all I want, but it won't bring Roger back. Its not like he can just come home and save me...no one can save me.' She mad a vow then and there that she was going to kick this addiction if it killed her. 'Everything ends in death anyway dosen't it?'
Mimi moved into the bathroom under the sink, where her stash was hidden. Mimi grabbed the large bad filled with white powder and she wanted nothing more that to shoot the powdered evil into herself and just forget. But she resisted temptation as she strode over to the window. Climing out onto the fire escape Mimi opened the bag and let the contents blow away in the wind with a shout of "FREE SMACK FOR ALL!"
She watched the power slip through her fingers and felt some of her problems going with it. 'Everything will be fine' she told herself with false hope.
'Oh great!' She thought with disgust, 'Eight hours at the studio today and now the muscle spasms start.'
Mimi felt a tightness in her left arm which then released with a jerky movement.
Mimi tried to lie down and rest, but all it brought was more spastic movement and pain.
'Oh the perilous life of a dancer' she thought, 'Maybe I should pay a visit to that free clinic.'