"Shelby? Are Ты ok? Kirsten сказал(-а) you've been Актёрское искусство weird lately..." Paige said, coming into my room. I laid back on my bed, closing my eyes so she couldn't see them.
"I'm fine," I sighed. "Just leave me alone." There was a long silence.
"...Has school gotten better?" I nodded, еще than necessary. "Make any new friends?"
"Yep..." I said, opening my eyes. I stared at the ceiling, then closed them again and sighed. A огонь started to burn in my chest. Why couldn't she just leave me alone? She was nosy and bossy.
"Have Ты done your chores yet?"
"No!" I whined. I pushed my palms against my eyes, and clenched my teeth. I just wanted to scream at her.
"You should really do them. Ты can at least do something around here. Don't take advantage of Blair."
"I'm not!" I said. "I'll get to them, ok? Just leave me alone!" I felt a wetness in my nose, but I couldn't move. I froze there on my bed, while Paige started yelling at me for talking back. The wetness trailed to the back of my throat, making me gag. But I couldn't move.
"...you fucking bitch!" Paige finished her rant, and stormed out of my room, slamming the door behind her. I threw myself forward, coughing into my hands. Red spots splattered onto my hands, making me gag more. Once I'd gotten the blood out of my throat, I leaned forward, letting the blood drip out of my nose. Damn nose bleeds. They happened occasionally, when I was high. It was annoying, but I wasn't complaining.
Anything's worth it.
A while later, luckily after the bleeding stopped, Jori came into my room. Oh my gosh. Why can't anyone just leave me alone?
"What was that all about?"
"Nothing. Paige's just being annoying." Jori nodded, her eyes curious.
"Are... Ты ok? Your eyes..."
"What?" I said, playing stupid. Inside, my throat was closing up. Jori studied me for a while, then shrugged.
"Nothing... I'm going to hang out with some friends. Ты wanna come?" I almost jumped at the offer, but I stopped myself. Carissa had сказал(-а) she had something new for me to try. My сердце raced with excitement.
"Can't. I've got plans," I said.
"Ok. Have fun," she practically skipped out the door. I bent over the edge of my bed, and pulled out the box I'd stored down there. Inside, was about a two weeks supply of cocaine, and my lunch money. Blair gave me about three dollars every день for lunch at school. I stead of using it for lunch, I saved up for you-know-what. It had еще use to me then. I'd been saving for a little over a a couple weeks, and I'd use it now to buy whatever Carissa had gotten. It doesn't cost me so much; I трещина, сплит the cost with Carissa, Rigby, and Jordan, so we can all have some.
I grabbed a fair amount of money, and then headed off to the park, our usual meeting place.
"Hey," I greeted Carissa excitedly. She smiled at me, and held out her hand, which I placed fifteen dollars in.
"Ok," she lowered her voice. "I got somethin' for ya." Jordan and Rigby leaned in closer, eager to hear what she had to say. She reached into her pocket, and pulled out a needle, like the one doctors use. It had a clear liquid in it. She smiled mischievously. Jordan's mouth dropped, and he held out his wrist.
"What is it?" I asked, clueless. Rigby looked at me like I was an idiot.
"You've never heard of heroin?" he asked incredulously. I shook my head.
"It's great," Jordan assured me. I watched in near horror as Carissa pierced Jordan's wrist with the needle, and pushed the liquid into his vein. He smiled, and his face flushed. For a moment I thought he was embarrassed или something, but then I realized that was probably just one of the side effects. All of a sudden, he threw his head forward, a vomited. The rest of us jumped back, just in time. He finished quickly, then he began laughing. Carissa smiled appreciatively at him, then looked at me.
"You want some? I got some more," she offered. I glanced at Jordan, who looked like he belonged in a madhouse, and the needle.
"I don't know..." I said. "I'm not so great with needles..."
"It doesn't hurt," Rigby assured me, holding his wrist out to Carissa. She took out a tiny vial with the clear liquid in it, and filled the syringe, injecting him as well. Unlike Jordan, Rigby didn't throw up, или start laughing like an idiot. He just smiled appreciatively.
"C'mon," Carissa urged. "It gives Ты a great rush. It's awesome." I sighed, then shrugged. I already paid for it, I'd might as well take it. I held out my wrist, and squeezed my eyes shut. I felt the cold needle pierce my skin.
The Далее thing I knew, I threw up. Carissa patted my back.
"That's just a temporary side effect. The heroin messes with your mind and makes Ты feel sick. But the rush is worth it."
That I'll admit.
I felt like I'd just taken about ten doses of cocaine; the rush was exhilarating. I could see why Jordan was so eager to get injected with this stuff. I wish I'd heard of this stuff earlier! Carissa handed me a pair of sunglasses.
"Here," she said. "You're gonna need 'em."
"I'm fine," I sighed. "Just leave me alone." There was a long silence.
"...Has school gotten better?" I nodded, еще than necessary. "Make any new friends?"
"Yep..." I said, opening my eyes. I stared at the ceiling, then closed them again and sighed. A огонь started to burn in my chest. Why couldn't she just leave me alone? She was nosy and bossy.
"Have Ты done your chores yet?"
"No!" I whined. I pushed my palms against my eyes, and clenched my teeth. I just wanted to scream at her.
"You should really do them. Ты can at least do something around here. Don't take advantage of Blair."
"I'm not!" I said. "I'll get to them, ok? Just leave me alone!" I felt a wetness in my nose, but I couldn't move. I froze there on my bed, while Paige started yelling at me for talking back. The wetness trailed to the back of my throat, making me gag. But I couldn't move.
"...you fucking bitch!" Paige finished her rant, and stormed out of my room, slamming the door behind her. I threw myself forward, coughing into my hands. Red spots splattered onto my hands, making me gag more. Once I'd gotten the blood out of my throat, I leaned forward, letting the blood drip out of my nose. Damn nose bleeds. They happened occasionally, when I was high. It was annoying, but I wasn't complaining.
Anything's worth it.
A while later, luckily after the bleeding stopped, Jori came into my room. Oh my gosh. Why can't anyone just leave me alone?
"What was that all about?"
"Nothing. Paige's just being annoying." Jori nodded, her eyes curious.
"Are... Ты ok? Your eyes..."
"What?" I said, playing stupid. Inside, my throat was closing up. Jori studied me for a while, then shrugged.
"Nothing... I'm going to hang out with some friends. Ты wanna come?" I almost jumped at the offer, but I stopped myself. Carissa had сказал(-а) she had something new for me to try. My сердце raced with excitement.
"Can't. I've got plans," I said.
"Ok. Have fun," she practically skipped out the door. I bent over the edge of my bed, and pulled out the box I'd stored down there. Inside, was about a two weeks supply of cocaine, and my lunch money. Blair gave me about three dollars every день for lunch at school. I stead of using it for lunch, I saved up for you-know-what. It had еще use to me then. I'd been saving for a little over a a couple weeks, and I'd use it now to buy whatever Carissa had gotten. It doesn't cost me so much; I трещина, сплит the cost with Carissa, Rigby, and Jordan, so we can all have some.
I grabbed a fair amount of money, and then headed off to the park, our usual meeting place.
"Hey," I greeted Carissa excitedly. She smiled at me, and held out her hand, which I placed fifteen dollars in.
"Ok," she lowered her voice. "I got somethin' for ya." Jordan and Rigby leaned in closer, eager to hear what she had to say. She reached into her pocket, and pulled out a needle, like the one doctors use. It had a clear liquid in it. She smiled mischievously. Jordan's mouth dropped, and he held out his wrist.
"What is it?" I asked, clueless. Rigby looked at me like I was an idiot.
"You've never heard of heroin?" he asked incredulously. I shook my head.
"It's great," Jordan assured me. I watched in near horror as Carissa pierced Jordan's wrist with the needle, and pushed the liquid into his vein. He smiled, and his face flushed. For a moment I thought he was embarrassed или something, but then I realized that was probably just one of the side effects. All of a sudden, he threw his head forward, a vomited. The rest of us jumped back, just in time. He finished quickly, then he began laughing. Carissa smiled appreciatively at him, then looked at me.
"You want some? I got some more," she offered. I glanced at Jordan, who looked like he belonged in a madhouse, and the needle.
"I don't know..." I said. "I'm not so great with needles..."
"It doesn't hurt," Rigby assured me, holding his wrist out to Carissa. She took out a tiny vial with the clear liquid in it, and filled the syringe, injecting him as well. Unlike Jordan, Rigby didn't throw up, или start laughing like an idiot. He just smiled appreciatively.
"C'mon," Carissa urged. "It gives Ты a great rush. It's awesome." I sighed, then shrugged. I already paid for it, I'd might as well take it. I held out my wrist, and squeezed my eyes shut. I felt the cold needle pierce my skin.
The Далее thing I knew, I threw up. Carissa patted my back.
"That's just a temporary side effect. The heroin messes with your mind and makes Ты feel sick. But the rush is worth it."
That I'll admit.
I felt like I'd just taken about ten doses of cocaine; the rush was exhilarating. I could see why Jordan was so eager to get injected with this stuff. I wish I'd heard of this stuff earlier! Carissa handed me a pair of sunglasses.
"Here," she said. "You're gonna need 'em."
Prologue
Randall regarded her with pride.His finest.Her skin was ebony-black,her eyes a sinister grey,hair pale,wintry white.She stared at him blankly,her tall,slender frame tense.Randall stroked her cheek and tucked a lock of her hair behind her ears.Lethal,she was.Designed to perfection for the task she was set.Despite the obvious arrogance in her gaze,he deemed her the best."Tell me,who are you?"he tested."Layla"she answered."And I?".
"Master."she said."Tell me,"he asked her,taking her large,clawed hands."how do Ты use these..assets?"."To serve Master."Randall smiled."Good'he said."Very Good indeed.""How do Ты do that,my lovely?"he purred.Her eys stared straight ahead."Kill"she whispered."Kill for Master"
Randall regarded her with pride.His finest.Her skin was ebony-black,her eyes a sinister grey,hair pale,wintry white.She stared at him blankly,her tall,slender frame tense.Randall stroked her cheek and tucked a lock of her hair behind her ears.Lethal,she was.Designed to perfection for the task she was set.Despite the obvious arrogance in her gaze,he deemed her the best."Tell me,who are you?"he tested."Layla"she answered."And I?".
"Master."she said."Tell me,"he asked her,taking her large,clawed hands."how do Ты use these..assets?"."To serve Master."Randall smiled."Good'he said."Very Good indeed.""How do Ты do that,my lovely?"he purred.Her eys stared straight ahead."Kill"she whispered."Kill for Master"
Memories and grief of my heart
Are still buried somewhere
I can’t cry neither I can freely laugh
What if they don’t know my past
I have not forget it yet
I still remember the same Zean with the same Zeal
But not in flashes neither in cars
In backstage of life with trembling hunger
Hunger in eyes and lips dry
No money in pocket but Zeal on shoulder
With memories of ‘Love’ and burning heart
Now my clothes are branded
And my shoes are best, pocket heavy with dollars
But with this all my сердце is all heavy
With secrets of past
Pleasures can bury them but cannot vanish
I still look вперед to death
When all my secrets will disappear, my pain will end
Also with my life..end will come to my BAD MEMORIES.
Are still buried somewhere
I can’t cry neither I can freely laugh
What if they don’t know my past
I have not forget it yet
I still remember the same Zean with the same Zeal
But not in flashes neither in cars
In backstage of life with trembling hunger
Hunger in eyes and lips dry
No money in pocket but Zeal on shoulder
With memories of ‘Love’ and burning heart
Now my clothes are branded
And my shoes are best, pocket heavy with dollars
But with this all my сердце is all heavy
With secrets of past
Pleasures can bury them but cannot vanish
I still look вперед to death
When all my secrets will disappear, my pain will end
Also with my life..end will come to my BAD MEMORIES.