As soon as I injected myself with the horse I knew I had made the right decision. Ahhhh. This is good. This is so good. I can feel the warmth flow through my veins. Rushing through my body up to my brain. I'm deliriously happy, after all this is what I have been wanting for so long. I can't feel anymore of my pain, emotionally or physically! This euphoria is bliss.
It wares off quickly though, and I need another hit. I keep injecting myself until I run out. I instantly feel like I need more. But the urge Is being taken over by nausea and drowsiness. I can barely stay awake now, so I think I will just lay down on a park bench and hope for a semi-peaceful night.
Its to early, probably only like ten in the morning. And yet some loon is out running, and his dog woke me up. When he passes by me he gives me a look of disgust. Like I am the scum of the earth. Which I suppose is somewhat true, but right now I don't care about him, or any other stupid asshole in the world. I only care about getting high.
So I go through the same routine as yesterday. Of course the boss will let me work, I bring in new customers and bring old customers back. So of course I get lots more tips, and of course the man is at the same place he was yesterday. I get my stash, and get it all ready. I get the needle right next to my forearm and all most hesitate for a second. I see all the needle tracks and see Roger's face in my mind, but quickly put that all behind me and inject myself. Totally prepared and excited for the impending high. But tonight I can only handle one hit before falling asleep.
I woke up this afternoon and found that I still have a little of my stash left, so I get high again. Anxious for more I run to the Cat Scratch Club to see if I can work again. I find the boss and ask him. When he sees me he notices glazed look in my eyes and the way I keep twitching, and he realizes how high I really am.
He says "Mimi, I'm sad to see you like this. And I'm also sad to tell you that I can't let you work here anymore. I know what you need money for. I refuse to support your habit. When your not fucked up you are a smart girl, I want to see you turn your life around." I just stared at him with a look of disbelief.
I got a little mad at him after a minute. "Oh really, is that it? You never gave a damn about me before." Now he looked at me in disbelief.
I think now he was getting a little mad. "Okay Mim, a lot of what I just said is true. But ya know what else? Benny came in here last night and asked if I have seen you. So of course I say yes, and then he tells me how you ran out of rehab. Benny tells me that your boyfriend is back and that everyone is going crazy looking for you. He paid me some money in exchange for not letting you work again and he told me next time I saw you to call him and make you wait till he came and got you." Now I'm very mad. He tells me to sit there and not move while he calls Benny.
Well he must be crazy cause there is no way I'm going back with Benny tonight. Even if Roger is back. I'm desperate for another hit.
And I ran out of there as fast as my weak legs could carry me. And I kept running until I found The Man.
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