Covers wrapped tight around my shivering naked body. Im forced concious by an unforgiving alarm, music to a jocks ear but foreign to a junkie, waking the sickness that coarses through my veins. After I dose my body is well,yet I cant shake the yuck. I turn and see a nice warm coocoon clinging to the edge of the bed. He sleeps so quite and peaceful, only babys and sociopaths can achieve this level of slumber . No guilt, or sadness to innterupt those REMs. Even so I cant resist laying my tortured head on a boys chest. False hopes of comfort, I tell the best lies to myself. The demon I tricked myself into believing had found another host whispers in my ear" Worthless", my need for validation to strong, my hand finds his cock. He rolls on top of me and grabs my legs, lucky for me my womb has occupied three, making my hips pop out like a Barbie Doll. As he looks down, a grin across that pretty face, his eyes scream out the ending to this unfairytail. I watch my transition from potencial, to whore, bruising more than my thighs.