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?I?ll text you later after work.? Ro had said outside of the gym?s employee entrance, his arm tight around her waist in just the right sort of possessive way that made her stomach jump and her heart flutter. He kissed her soft and slow, a tender thing in contrast to the full handed palming of her rear that very much so said This is mine. They had finally disentangled themselves a few minutes after his shift was supposed to start. He went inside, she went for a walk. It was a day that she didn?t want to think about and some part of her told her to see what the girls were up to. They could distract her while keeping her on track. After all, she was sleeping regularly and putting less into her body, they had shows and studio time to plan for, and she and Michi had to sign on the cute place in Seaside they?d found.
Instead she ended up in Old Temple at dusk at the edge of a familiar abyss?
?Man that was some heady shit. I think my tolerance went to hell on tour.? Addie flopped back on the plush couch, her head bumping against the muscular arm stretched along the back of it. Yuri curled said arm around her shoulders and drew her toward him.
?We?ll fix it, don?t worry. Here.? He drew a hand up to free the joint from his lips before lowering it to her mouth. Her pretty lips puckered to pin it as she puffed, inhaling more and more. It got her head spinning again and she purred as he tugged the joint away to steal a few drags of his own. Yuri slanted a look down at her. ?Better??
?Better.? She agreed. Yuri?s apartment, set on the second floor of a brownstone deep in the heart of Old Temple, was cozy and comfortable, full of secondhand but gently used furniture that was currently occupied by a handful of people passing joints and pills and powders while chill music filtered through the haze. Addie knew a few of them while others were strangers. Two young men sat on either side of a pretty (and pretty strung out) redhead, her head lulling on the shoulder of one of them. Seb and Jamie, she recalled, those were their names. She couldn?t remember which was which. They were Yuri?s suppliers though and they had brought quite the haul in. The girl was barely conscious and barely legal. The boys didn?t seem to mind.
?Now that you girls are back in town, I imagine you won?t have any issues picking back up some runs for me?? Yuri leaned down to ask, his mouth beside her ear and his fingers curling a tendril of her hair around them. Addie closed her eyes for a few moments, basking in the mindless bliss of the newly acquired high. It was easier than thinking about things she didn?t want to consider.
?Shouldn?t be a problem on a smaller scale. Just the usual or anything new to know about?? She mumbled, trying to keep her thoughts straight enough to talk business. Far easier said than done, Addie rubbed at the corner of her eye and peeked up at Yuri. Dark haired but light eyed, he had fine features that reminded her of an almost patrician cut to his bone structure. He looked down at her, one corner of his mouth tugging a lopsided smirk.
?New inventory. Here, c?mon, I?ll show you.? He uncurled his arm from around her and got to his feet. Turning back to her, he offered her a hand which she took quite gladly. With a quick tug, she too was on her feet. His hand cupped hers to pull her toward the flat?s only bedroom, leaving Seb and Jamie with the redhead. They crossed the threshold of his room and he nudged the door shut in her wake.
?It better not be anything lame or, like, super bad or anything. You know Mich won?t deal the hard stuff and I?m not gettin? caught with it either.? Her voice was a hushed whisper, kept low as if the walls were too thin to contain her secrets. Yuri rolled his eyes and let her hand go so that he could pull open the top drawer of a short, wide dresser. Rummaging through the clothes, his fingers hooked on a panel at the bottom and tugged it up, revealing a cache of any number of illicit substances. It was a rainbow of mind altering substances, uppers, downers, everything in between. His fingers ticked across them before settling on an opaque packet. He plucked it up and peeled it open.
?It?s newish, but it?s gonna be big I think. Here, wanna try?? He pinched at the pack?s open mouth until it rounded wide for her. Addie nipped at her bottom lip, intent eyes on the offering. With a quick snatch, she stole it from his grasp and upended it to dump it into her hand. A trio of pills fell into her palm. Yuri watched her with thinly veiled interest. ?I take that as a yes??
?What?s it do?? Though she was asking, she had already tossed the pills into her mouth, dry swallowing them. The man chuckled and stepped back toward her, reaching to take the empty packet from her, crumpling it and slipping it into his pocket. She looked up at him, expectantly awaiting an answer. He looked down at her, expectantly awaiting a reaction.
?Elevates the senses, lowers the inhibitions, opens the mind, relaxes the body, soothes the soul.? He answered perfectly just like any con artist would. Worse yet, Addie believed him. Such was the desperation of a soul being stretched thin, pulled to the extremes by a strain she couldn?t quite understand.
Anything for a reprieve, right?
?So, the usual huh?? She slurred through a laugh. He was closer than she realized. The exhale she gave lingered between them, warm air that seemed to slow in its dissipation. His hand was on her hip and the other was coming up to the side of her neck. This close, she could smell copper and cologne beneath a thick layer of marijuana.
?The usual, yeah.? His voice seemed to echo in her ears, getting louder and softer all at once. His hands on her sent a prickling ripple across her flesh. Whatever it was, it was doing its job. Addie let out another laugh and looked up at him. A haze of tar black and bronze lingered around his head, blinking with little pinpricks of light like he wore a halo of dirty stars. ?How?re ya feeling??
?Weird. Not sure how I feel about th--? his mouth was on hers before she could finish, giving her a sudden taste of vodka and the color red. Which strangely enough wasn't cherry or strawberry. At first she was too shocked to really move but after a few testing probes of his tongue, she turned her head to one side and giggled. ?Yuuuuuri, I don?t think??
?Don?t think, it?s okay. We?ll have fun. Promise, see look,? he said as he pulled away, ripping another packet open and dropping three tablets into his hand. Two were pushed into his mouth and tongued to one side. Another, he held up between his thumb and index finger. Guiding it to her mouth, she hesitated but finally parted her lips. His fingers pressed past the pucker of her mouth to give her the tab. With it already dissolving on her tongue, he drew his fingers back slowly, letting the index drag over her tongue, across the ridges of her lower teeth, then along her bottom lip before it slipped free. The pill was bitter and a little tangy, leaving a citrus after kick as she swallowed.
Again his mouth found hers, offering a more insistent tangle of his tongue with hers. A roll of the muscle gave her the remnants of the tabs he had let dissolve partially in his own mouth. They made the roof of her mouth feel like it was vibrating. She had to close her eyes, the dim lights in his bedroom proving to be just a little too bright for pupils blown wide. Every touch made her feel like she was going to either tip over or explode so when a soft push of his hands against her hips sent her into the fluffy pit of pillows and blankets that was his bed, she thought the world might be flipping with her. He was pushed back, back, back, and she was going with him, vaguely hesitant and incoherently protesting.
?Hey, let?s do something else,? she mumbled against another crush of his lips, her words getting lost on his tongue. Her heart hammered against its cage with a ferocity she had never felt before, as if at any moment, it would shatter every bone and break free. Perhaps it would grow wings and fly away. It was almost painful how hard it was pounding and Yuri?s hands did little to offer her relief, instead pinning her shoulders as he kissed her. She felt like she was sinking down into the pleasantly plush mattress, maybe if she sank far enough it wouldn?t hurt anymore.
Time?s passing came in leaps and lulls, broken by battling tongues, roaming hands, and the occasional mumbled word lost to the space between. He was both gentle and rough with her, treating her like delicate china in one moment only to manhandle her the next. Addie had long since lost track of what was happening, stuck somewhere in her head with the spinning and swirling, the tipping and whirling, and all of the lights and colors that went with it. Her shirt was on the floor, her jeans were undone and the man overtop of her was in a similar state of undress when the sudden arch of her back nearly bucked him off, smearing his mouth across her throat as he reared back to look at her, swearing in some foreign language or another while she convulsed beneath him. The steady string of profanities continued as he dragged her onto her side and held there by her arm while grabbing around for her shirt. As she shivered and shook, he pulled her shirt back on over her head. Her arms were like dead weight as he pushed them through the sleeves, flopping against her side with a dull thud.
?Jay! Seb! Help me out here!? Yuri shouted. To Addie, his voice sounded like she was sitting on the bottom of the ocean as someone on the shore tried to call to her. She would have laughed if it didn?t feel like she had the weight of the ocean in her chest. Instead she lamely clawed at her chest, raking her nails across her rumpled shirt until the fabric started to give and the flesh beneath began to tear. The door to the bedroom was awfully loud as it opened, crashing into the wall as the two men came to see what Yuri's was yelling about. Jamie was zipping up his pants and Sebastian looked sufficiently winded already. If she were of a clearer mind, she would have been concerned for the redhead in the living room.
?Shit, what?d you give her?? Seb asked, rounding the bed to the opposite side. Bile burned in her throat, tasting faintly of tangy citrus.
?Some of the new Brim cut. Fuck. We?ve gotta get her out of here.? Yuri pulled her up into a sitting position. Jamie leaned down, peeling one of Addie?s eyelids open. Her pupils were wide enough that her irises were just barely discernible at the edges, tiny pinpricks of sapphire framing corners for the elongated slit of her pupil.
?How much did ya give ?er? She ain?t fully human is she?? Jamie said, letting go of the girl as Yuri tried to tug her to her feet. Her legs wouldn?t hold and she dropped to the floor.
?Five tabs, just shy. Girl?s got a tolerance to all kinds of shit, dude. I don?t know what she is.? The dealer stooped to scoop her up. Her head rocked left then lulled right to a stop against Yuri?s shoulder. Addie?s lips were a pale shade of blue and getting darker by the moment.
?Five? Did that cut have Dragon?s Bane in it?? Seb looked from Yuri to Jamie and back, stepping up with his arms out to take the girl. Her consciousness was quickly waning. Another convulsion racked her thin frame and with the shudder, so went her last sliver of awareness.
?Might?ve. I don't know. Look, take her back to her apartment. She?s got her keys. Her boyfriend Kane can handle her.? Yuri directed the two, who shared a less than inconspicuous look. The three men and their unconscious ward stepped out into the living room where the redhead was passed out naked on the couch. She didn't stir but seemed to be slumbering evenly which was more than could be said for Adelaide. Though unconscious, her body shivered and shook of its own volition, her breathing a barely there thing sometimes at best.
?S?in Dragon?s Gate, yeah?? Seb asked. Yuri shoved a hand back through his hair and nodded.
?Yeah, corner of Orcrest and Mulberry. That Black Rock Lofts place that Deshawn used to live in. Apartment 4SE. Like I said, just drop her off there and everything?ll be fine.?