Ecstasy (Ecstasy, #1)

by K.V. Rose

He probably doesn’t know either, that the girls with the worst habits have the sharpest teeth. And that girl could take a bite out of fucking glass and never bleed. It’s how I know she’d be able to handle someone like me.

My fingers seem like they belong to someone else, but strangely enough, they do what I will them to do. They move with my thoughts. My fingers move with my thoughts. Holy shit.

don’t know. I don’t know why I’m like this. I don’t know what’s wrong with me.

Don’t you dare allow the world’s hurt to make you into someone that hurts other people.”

“You know she’s not okay. You know she’s still using. And you can’t breathe for her too. She’ll pull you down in that grave and bury you with her.” He takes another pull from his beer. “She’ll fuck you up, Alex. You won’t save her. She’ll just destroy you.”

She’s not broken. She’s not looking for someone to save her. She’s looking for someone to drown with her.

Into the Dark by Point North

I don’t want to learn about why people are fucked up. I am one of those people, and I’ve realized the “why” doesn’t fucking matter. Knowing the root cause doesn’t change the disease where my mind is concerned.

“You want to get dinner tonight?” Kylie asks me. No. For a long moment, I contemplate saying it. I contemplate telling her to go fuck herself. But instead, what comes out of my mouth is, “Yeah, that’d be great.”

“So, you don’t really like going to parties, then?” Her tone is light, curious. I shrug, swallow down a sudden lump in my throat that makes me want to get up, put my dishes away, and run to my room. “I do, but just not the way I usually am.” I realize that doesn’t make much sense, so I clear my throat and add, “I’m lame without drugs.” I look up and meet her gaze. “I’m awkward and shit so I take—took—things to get pumped up. To want to be around people. Otherwise, I’d just sit in my room all day and stare at the ceiling.” Like I’ve basically been doing for the past three days. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have ever met a guy like Alex Cardi, star football player and hot jock. Otherwise, I would’ve never had the balls to let Eli fuck with me. I would’ve never had anyone in my life. I wouldn’t have done anything like that if I was just…me. I would have even fewer friends than I do now. I’d be a fucking hermit.

Grove Beach

The high I felt after that night with Eli and Alex before it all went to shit, it’s long gone. And not even the drugs can get it back. But I keep doing them anyway, hopeful they’ll spark something in me.