He knocked. She answered.
That first time, she didn’t realize what she was doing. He was fun. He was exciting. He was beautiful and dangerous. And oh, he made her feel good. He doted on her, making her feel more relaxed and euphoric than she ever had before.
As the night wore on, she remembered the stories she had been told and realized he might be a dangerous lover. She told him he had to go.
He said he didn’t understand why. They were having a beautiful time. He would love to have the opportunity to change her mind.
She remained steadfast. He could not have her.
However, the beauty of that night remained in her mind, teasing her, exciting her, making her wonder. She couldn’t think of a time when she had felt more alive.
A few weeks later, he returned. She resisted him at first, saying that she was happy on her own. She tried to put the thoughts of their last encounter out of her mind, but he teased her, reminding her of the brief moment they had shared. He spent weeks exploring her life, finding her weaknesses, discovering the wounds that he could numb.
He convinced her she was in total control. She could still feel the danger, the darkness that lurked just below the surface, but she told herself it was just excitement making her feel this way. She rationalized that something that feels so good could never be bad for her.
When he returned again, she invited him in. As their dance became more intimate, he told her she should try just one adventure. Just one time, he said. You will never regret having just one experience.
As she rode off with him into the night, she had no idea that she would never return. She didn’t know that soon the adventure would turn darker and more dangerous than she had ever come close to imagining.
She had no idea that the long fingers that caressed her now would turn into gnarly claws that grasped her flesh as she starved for a love she could no longer feel. She could not grasp that the darkness within this handsome stranger would pull her in, until the light was eliminated from her eyes forever. She could not see that this one adventure would lead to her friends and family falling to the ground, weeping for her beautiful life, gone too soon.
Addiction is not a lover that you toy with, or tease. Addiction will seduce you, numb you, make you happy for a moment. But Addiction is selfish, and dangerous, and he wants your life, your soul. He wants to take everything from you. Even your life.
RIP beautiful girl. I am sorry that it all ended this way, but I am glad you have escaped his clutches. I will miss you.