Deadly Addiction

Like a fire burning through me, I felt agnoizing need rip my lungs apart.

 

It's night time, I told myself sternly, All the dairys will be shut!

 

But my subconcious was one step ahead of my thoughts.

 

But 24/7 Superette is still open.

 

I was out of the house and hitting the pavement before I had fully registered my act. No, I thought angrily, This is stupid! I should be able to hold out until morning!!!

 

My feel angrily pounded the hard concrete path. Up ahead, I could see the huge, illuminated 24/7 sign on the tall, thick pole. Cursing myself, I walked in.

 

The lady behind the counter looked thrilled to see a person come to buy something. She sat up in her chair eagerly.

 

"What would you like to buy, ma'am?" she asked with unnecassary excitement. I sighed, feeling sorry for her.

"A packet of Delicious Sensations," I replied, waiting for the usual reaction - surprise, then resentment. Most people stopped being nice to me then. If someone looked like they thought I was a nice-looking person, they usually changed their mind - I brought a packet of Delicious Sensations every shopping trip.

 

This poor lady was so eager that she didn't care what I was buying. She scanned the product and I reached into my pocket, brought out the required ammount of money and pressed it into her palm.

 

I snatched the cigarettes from her, shoved it in my pocket and ran before she could give me the change. She deserved a tip anyway, I decided, smiling at her happiness.

 

A street away from the Superette, I pulled out the cigarette packet and plucked a cigarette. I replaced the packet and swapped it for my trusty yellow bic lighter. I lit the cigarette and felt the delicious sensation of cigarette smoke enter my lungs. My legs felt weak with relief.

 

When the cigarette finished I dropped it on the ground and stamped on it. I realized my foot burned slightly with this action - I wasn't wearing shoes, such was my haste to be freed of the pain before the cigarette.

 

Walking home, I realized I was in only my underwear and nightgown. This, however, didn't bother me.

 

Until I saw the shadow of a stranger.

 

S**t, I thought, What is that guy gonna do?!

 

He quickened his pace, and before I could too, he had his arms around me. The muscles were locked tight.

 

I tensed, and took a deep breath to scream.

 

He realized what I was going to do, and slapped me. It shut me up - the pain was overwhelming.

 

He pushed me roughly to the ground and I realized, again, that I was wearing only underwear and a nightgown. I'm so vulnerable, I realized.

 

His hands thrust themselves up my nightgown.

 

 

After all that pain, all that torture, he stood again, and, without warning, pulled a pocket knife from his jeans.

 

Even after I let you violate my body and scar me forever, you will take away my life?

 

The slash across the throat was almost painless.

Reviews

[Liza]

you kept me locked in from the beginning because I related to the character who struggled with the same thoughts on delicious sensations; I love that wrote "waiting for the usual reaction - surprise, then resentment." because again, it is something I have experienced but never knew how to put into words or recognize. I felt all the shame here and then at the end saw your vulnerability and final acceptance. Good components here to engage an audience yet still show the writer's personality.

[Tracie D'Angelo]

I'm not too particular to pieces like this. I was a lot darker in my youth, but I do appreciate the amount of emotion writing like this can bring out. The anxiety for that cigarette and the adrenaline surge of the attack was really well written. I also appreciate the fact that you can create a story with so much emotion and action with such a short length. Good job!

[MeiAngelus]

Aww. I liked this because I did not see partially naked and getting attacked coming. I thought it was going to be about the negative connotation this particular addiction brings.

[Havatara]

I loved the story. It was amazing, and the sad part is that it could actually happen to someone. Again, I loved it and I can't wait to read more of your work.