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I would have done a lot more than kiss those pouty red lips of hers. I would have taken from her, something I had no right to have.

In the end, it was just as well that we had been interrupted, because when I came back to the Pavilion after settling up with Shane, she was withhim.

After that, my mood had darkened to the point of no return.

Only Jesus Christ himself knew how irrationally jealous and hopeless I’d been feeling when I crushed and snorted the oxy that I’d scored from Shane, but it had given me exactly what I’d wanted.

An escape.

Higher than Everest, I swayed from side to side, as my mind drifted in and out of reality. The fantastic fucking feeling of nothing claiming my consciousness, taking me to a place I never wanted to leave.

Was I breathing?

I couldn’t tell.

I couldn’t care if I wanted to. And I didn’t.

I just wanted to stop feeling.

To stop caring.

To stop, period.

“You’re so gorgeous.”

Eyes closed, I leaned heavily against the cool concrete at my back, with my hands hanging limply at my sides, as a stranger’s hands pulled at my flesh.

“Your six-pack is insane.”

Tonight, I wanted to float away, to just disappear, and have nobody depend on me for a few short hours, but then the voice kept talking in my ear, and dragging me away from oblivion.

“Joey…are you with me?”

No, I wasn’t with her.

“I thought you were into this?”

I was floating the fuck away.

“Joey.”

Nothing.

“Joey.”

Numb.

“Joey.”

Let me go.

“Joey, isn’t that your mother?”

“Oh my god, what’s his mam doing here?”

“Hey – snap out of it, fucker.”

A hard smacking noise vibrated through my thoughts, bringing with it a burning sensation to the side of my face.

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