Marionette

He smiled at me slowly; allowing it to sink into my bones before standing up and walking over to the washroom, motioning for me to follow him. Without a word I excused myself from my friends and followed him away from the blaring music.

The moment I was inside the washroom he pushed me against the wall and pressed his chapped lips against mine, forcing entry inside of my mouth. There were no rules anymore, just me and him and the music pulsing us along. He came into my mouth like he had known me all along and kissed me like his soul was in it, and I couldn't help but be taken in by it.

As he pulled away slightly his teal eyes pierced into mine and saw right through me, then he kissed me again gently and leaned into my ear. "Hey Gwen.” He said and stuck his thumb under my chin and forced me to look up and meet his gaze.

A sharp pain went off in my side and I jerk away to see what it is; it’s a syringe, and right after you press the liquid into me I feel the effects, watching my vision blur and falling…