I stumble up to him. He's sitting there with that same damn smile on his face. He knew I would be back. I was doing fine without him and his damn needles.
I just need an escape.. I need to get his face out of my head. I slip what little money I have for that small pack of powder. My heart races as he pulls me close and
Mutters "You see? You see, you can't live without me you stupid whore. No one can change that." He pushes me away abruptly and smiles as I race to the building.
I am so lost.. My hands are shaking in anticipation as I climb the torn to hell stairs that hold this measly apartment together. Then I see him. I know he must
see me but the only acknowledgement I get is a terse nod and a clenched jaw. You'd think we were strangers.. but I guess we are. We always were. I fumble at my door.
I can't see the fucking lock through my tears. I can hear the door slam shut behind him. Shaking like a leaf, I grab the needle. Only a few more minutes... Only a few
Minutes until my escape. The needle comes closer and closer to my waiting arm. I close my eyes and a firework show of all the memories blast through my mind. Damn, I was so close too.
The needle slips from my hand as the tears start to fall. I can't do it.