In My Desperate Time

I'm scared.

I'm so scared of the drug, but I'm more scared that Frances will get addicted to it.

If one of us must take it, then I'll be the one.

I take a deep breath and reach out to the bag of powder.

My entire body trembles involuntarily. I have foreseen how disgusting and desperate I will be.

But before my hand can touch it, Frances has clutched it. He smiles faintly and says, "Such a good opportunity, wouldn't it be a pity if I give it away?"

As he speaks, he opens it calmly.

"No! You can't do it!"

I shout inwardly over and over again, but no one can hear it.

"Good. I appreciate your bravery. It looks like Hilda has found a good husband."

Mike smiles and hands Frances a dollar bill.

Taking it over, Frances pours the powder onto it, and glowers at it.

painful internal struggle

grows more and

elbow, "Frances, hurry up.

A little?

punch her right in

from a little. It is a

not is no longer the issue

should I do?

become more and

want this. But with my hands tied, I

be wasted. So I can only sit here like an outsider even

I hate it.

I hate myself.

faster, the situation

does

has no idea who I am right now. He doesn't need to help

deal to get solid evidence, then it will be too

what, I don't want him to do

it is too

pours the powder on