Page 45 of Worth the Trouble

“Wanna roll?” She holds up a pill with a happy face on it and winks at me.

I usually cut the hard shit out when I’m not on tour, but I’m a piece of shit with no self-control, so I shrug and open my mouth.

She sticks the pill on my tongue and drags her finger out slowly, lingering on my bottom lip before letting it pop.

“Thanks, babe.” I clench the pill between my teeth to show her before swallowing.

“On that note…” Noah stands up, lifting Merry off him, and she looks at me, disappointed.

I’m such an ass. Who pops Molly when their recovering addict friend is sitting right next to them?

Me. That’s who.

Noah and Merry walk away before I can apologize for being a dick, but the blonde in my lap ignores the entire thing. She pops a pill in her own mouth and sits back with me.

I wait for it to kick in—or wait to disappear.

Either would be fine right now.

I can’t handle the fact that Lili never texted me back about tonight.

It makes me want to get in my car and go hunt her down. I want to find her, prove to her that she can’t escape me. I want to rip off her clothes and be in her skin.

If only the room wasn’t filling with static and making it impossible to think.

The pill must be kicking in because I feel my brain expanding. A few chicks walk past and their skin is vibrating like the bass is loud enough to shake their hair follicles. Or is it mine? Something sticks in my brain, and I feel myself losing my connection with whatever tethers me to the earth.

Blonde Chick must feel it too because she’s flickering like a streetlamp beside me. Or maybe she’s a lightning bug.

Flick. Flick. Flick.

Her hand wraps around mine and she pulls me up.

The room might as well be magnetic because it’s pulling me in all directions as Blonde Chick drags me through it. Sand sticking to the different people as I spread myself out with them. Energy spirals in a neon room.

Neon vomit.

Electric lights.

Buzzing people.

Why is that guy’s neck twisting through the air?

Slowly or quickly, light is swallowed in darkness. Time doesn’t exist when you live in my skin. Only I live here and it’s a wormhole.

Blonde Chick’s head is starting to glow as she guides me down the hallway. My arm becomes putty because I don’t think my legs are moving, but my arm follows and stretches wherever she goes.

It reminds me of the Gumby episodes I used to watch as a kid. He was always stretching, never breaking. Even if breaking was all I ever did.

The blonde chick leads me into a room I should recognize because it’s my house, but everything is blurry and neon. All I know is the room isn’t mine. My house is built like a hotel because I built it for fucking and partying and all this… buzzing.

I blink and I’m sitting on the bed. Time in this wormhole is skipping, and the lightning bug chick is now topless in front of me. I think I’ve seen those tits before. And those eyes. They’re so happy they make me want to forget I’m not.

She giggles as she moves down my legs and reaches for the button on my pants. Sliding the zipper down before brushing her blonde hair over her shoulder. Her tongue darts out, like she’s hungry for my cock.

Her head glows, and I glow, and I burn at the sight. Because she’s all light and I want darkness.

“Wait.”

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