The Last Time


By Joss

A thousand unacknowledged emotions hit her. Years of disarming others’ emergencies and nursing the wounded thickened her skin, but left her empty at the core. Too many promises broken, too many words spoken without integrity.

Another friend lost the game they were playing with death. She understood implicitly, having played it. Work, school, the joke of her romantic life – none of this offered nearly as much satisfaction as the drug she was about to put in her veins, after over a year of abstinence. The last thing she felt was an overwhelming rush of relief and a release from pain.


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