Chapter 8: Injection.
Alex watched the bubbles boil up and cook free of the spoon as she dipped the needle into the now chocolate colored liquid. She knew you lost more H the more it bubbled but Nicky had been right, there was something beautiful in the chemistry of it all.
Alex pulled the plunger back on her syringe and watched the liquid rise up into the chamber as she filled it fully. Her veins now bulged more than ever, her body begging for the drug. Easy, it was so easy to inject now. She just needed the hit so badly...
Alex tied the rubber hose she'd found under the old kitchen sink around her arm and prepped for her release, checking the bulging vein to be sure as she tested the needle and squirted a small bit of it into the air.
It was ready, all ready to go. So what was she waiting for?
Part of her still didn't want to do it. Part of her was in a somersaulting freefall, screaming at the top of her lungs for help.
Piper, she could just tell Piper. No matter what Piper had always come to love her again, after all that had happened Piper still ended up holding her tight in her arms and comforting her with her lips.
Still as the thought of reaching out for help occured so did the thoughts of all that she'd done and all those that she'd hurt. At the forefront of it all was Piper, poor Piper who she'd subjected to too much. She couldn't think clearly, she just needed a taste and then it would all get much better with the rush in her. Her baby brown would know how to help her like she used to back in the old days when she still had money, a real job, a purpose...
Alex stabbed the needle down into her arm and let it flow through her. She removed the band and instantly there was warmth, so much warmth flowing forth from her arm into her entire body. It felt like she was coming home for the first time in so many years, finally coming home to feel like a real person again and no longer society's slave.
Alex sighed as she pulled the needle out of her arm and cast it under the nearest couch cushion. Piper would never know, she'd never know, she couldn't know or else…
Piper would forgive her, Alex knew Piper would always forgive her, but she didn't want forgiveness or help. She wanted to feel alive again, to get power and control back where it belonged in the palm of her hand.
She needed control...
Finally with the heroin flowing into her system, Alex could relax and be home as she felt herself floating, floating off the sodden of the musty couch cushions and flying high towards long missed beauty. It felt so great, so insanely great that she never wanted it to end. And for a while it wouldn't. For a while all would be bliss before it all crashed into chaos.
She felt in control once again.
Author's Notes: Next time we get some fun times with Piper as she starts to see things are wrong and Alex tries to cover them up once more. Will Alex get help after all or is there no hope for her now?