Lara's P.O.V
The nurse came this morning and kept me company for a little while, but I hardly heard what she was talking about... I liked her. I think her name was Kelly or something like that, and I think I tried to hurt her not because she did anything wrong. She just wouldn't get me the drug I asked her for.
I am painfully aware that I haven't been myself for the past few days and, well, what can I say? I was craving heroin and none of them wanted to help me get it. I became a literal junkie, screaming at everyone... banging my head against the padded walls of my room or what I like to call my cell.
And even though I didn't feel any pain, I still did it. It was as if my mind had a mind of its own... wanting what it couldn't have even and the thought crossed my mind, if I ever got out
