She was laying out on the velvet couch as her gossamer skin compared to her dress, with some vomit residue it seemed on it as the corners of her mouth. Her eyes even looked smaller to me, as her breathing was barely noticeable. I had then without hesitation checked her pulse as a I screamed at Frank and Mitch for an explanation. ¨You damn well better tell me the truth,' as I am looking for any indication of foul play, 'because this is fucking bullshit.¨ Frank told me in the simplest terms of she took a new product which was too potent for her tolerance. ¨She was just taking a hit like us boys and she said she could handle it.¨ I helplessly look at Marla knowing that she only has two choices from here on out. The night has turned so sour so quick that it was all too familiar of Prospect and all I wanted to do was save my friend against the dark monster that hide in the room. The smell of bleach and ammonia as the machines are buzzing and humming surrounding …show more content…
Let’s go home” Both of us felt were clear that we needed to not be in the waves of trouble, but to know fight was to happen. All the while, my brain is racked with all the emotions that still is contained my pre weekend thoughts that catapulted to being in this room. A nod and a sign off from the doctors, both Marla and I were met with Frank with flowers as he kindly loaded our things in the car for us. He tightly hugged Marla and his eyes were just in awe she was still standing. When he said goodbye to me, he whispered 'she had always had a friend in you, thank you.' As we are cruising past the staple sign of welcome to the city, I was secretly welcoming the idea of leaving the past where it was. The lights faded in the background as I turn to kindergarten friend and bully preventer and said, ¨you know I love you.¨ Then to Marla replied in a sleepy haze, ¨me too .¨ Such is a city that has such devil in disguises, the weak can barely survive I think as I chase down another