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Warning- the following chapter contains illegal drug use.

Under Pressure

"This stuff is the best, baby, you've really got to try it,"

I glance at the small bag full of white powder Doug is currently dangling in front of my nose. You want to know what the hell I've gone and gotten myself into don't you.

To cut a long story short, the day Iceman dumped my irritated ass, you could say that I was feeling rather sorry for myself. Ha, now that's the understatement of the century.

I could have stayed cooped up in the mansion and stuffed my face. Its not like I didn't have enough chocolate brownie ice cream and other fattening snacks at my disposal. Maybe I could have even holed up in bed for a week, crying my eyes out, sobbing on Jubilee's shoulder.

The words you need to focus on here are 'could have'. Yes I could have acted like any other girl when they get treated like utter shit, but I didn't.

Come off it, you really didn't expect me to did you? No I thought not.

So I headed into the city, I had some cash to burn, and what better way to get over heartbreak then getting stinking drunk. Sure I was on my own, but when has that ever stopped me from having fun.

I used my womanly charms to gain entry into a swanky club, well it was either that or dress like a hooker and I do have some standards you know. That's where I met him, my Doug.

I stumbled into the men's restroom (please get your mind out of the gutter, there was a rather large queue for the ladies and I desperately needed to pee) and walked straight into a small time drugs deal.

Of course I got talking to the dealer, as you do and it just so happened to be Doug. We swapped numbers and I got high for the first time ever that night, very high, hell I was walking on sunshine. And there you have it. I know its hardly Romeo and Juliet but its been a roller coaster of highs and lows ever since, well mostly highs.

"What is it?" Whatever 'it' is has to be high quality merchandise. Doug can't keep himself still. If he's not careful, he's going to burn a hole in the carpet.

"New batch of Cocaine. It was shipped here last week. How can I sell it if I don't know the affects? It wouldn't be fair to the customers now, would it?"

I wasn't born yesterday, you know. He's been skimming off the top of these new shipments for weeks.

"I suppose not, but Doug, you do know that Cocaine is God's way of telling you that you make too much money, right?"

"Ah, but that's the beauty of this, Baby, it's all free. Now lets cut you a line..."

I smile, shift on the couch and eye my man as he hands me the rolled up twenty dollar note. Oh well, you only live once.

I haven't showered it what, three days or something, I feel rank, Jubes would be ashamed, my appearance has gone down the toilet. I've been living with Doug, and have literally spent the past few days having a crash course in all things drug related. Who needs school when you can learn so much on the streets alongside your handsome, rich boyfriend.

Maybe its time to go home, I'm probably in enough trouble as it is. I'll be lucky if I'm allowed to set foot outside the mansion grounds ever again.

"I'm going to head home now, Doug." I grab my duffel bag and glance into his spaced out eyes. I think he heard me, he does look rather dazed though. You know I never did get around to changing my clothes. "I wouldn't be surprised if I've been reported as a missing person." I wouldn't put that past Storm, she's always so efficient.

"Wait, wait, Joey gave me these earlier, Baby. Here take four with you for the road. Call me later, tell me what you think." I look down at Doug's outstretched hand as he crawls towards me on shaky hands and knees.

There are four small, round pink pills, with indescribable shapes stamped on them. Again I don't see the harm in just trying them. Oh hush, I didn't ask for your opinion. As I've said before, trust me because I know what I'm doing. Anyway nothing bad has happened yet, my hearts still beating and the feelings returned in my feet.

"Sure." I kiss Doug goodbye. I swear he looks like death warmed up, he just needs some sleep. Its been a crazy few days for the both of us.

"Wow" Look at all those stunning street lights, they're very symmetrical. I so, so, so approve, yes that's a big thumbs up from me. Those stars are dazzling, enchanting even. And that moon its, its, dammit, I'm on the floor again. one minute I'm up there, yes right there and wow, just wow.

Oh, I'm laying next to the mansion gates, how ironic. Ugh, my brain feels all fuzzy, I don't feel to well. I can't even reach the buzzer from down here, were my arms always this short?

God its boiling out here, I need to take this coat off. I never knew New York could be so warm in February. It's such a beautiful, fuzzy, starry, beautiful, stunning night. I've never ever witnessed anything like this, my eyes have been opened to the beauty. I think I'm going to be sick, my mouth tastes weird.

My eyelids feel so heavy, its safe to sleep here for a while, isn't it?

It will all work itself out in the end, don't you worry your pretty little heads about me, I'll be fine.