SR: Milkz - namikaze
fifty-two.
Eryn.
I stumbled into the bathroom, breathing heavily through my mouth. The edges of my vision were red and my throat was beginning to dry up. I whirled around, slamming the door shut, eager to put some distance in between us.
Hands trembling, I pulled the cap off the syringe and stuck the needle in my outer bicep.
A warm sensation spread throughout my body as the silver made its way into my system. It was like an icy mist flowed and ebbed inside me, cooling the fire within. The feeling was euphoric, sending rivulets of tears down my cheeks. The room swirled and I threw my head back against the wall, closing my eyes and relishing the airy feeling coming around me.
I slid to the ground, a smile making it's way to my face instantly. "Whoa," I murmured,
