MIA
Before I’d realized what I was throwing away, the cocktail of drugs that had been injected in my body was messing up with my brain, tangling one emotion with the other, and almost slaughtered my will to live and breathe. The demons beckoned me—as if I was under some wicked spell—every moment of every day.
I’d remembered how enchanting the ecstasy was! It made me happy — euphoric, blissful and rapturous. It made me forget how broken I was. And the moment those effects slipped through my veins, I was dragged back to the reality, screaming and wailing.
I’d remembered how Antonio would push the needle into my veins, inflicting a sharp sting. Within moments, my mind would float into the world of ecstasy and I allowed myself to be drowned. After that, he used touched me and feel me in the
