Snippet #2682072

Lucia was still looking around as the woman crouched beside her, only glancing up when she spoke once more. A soft whimper sounded in her throat and she nodded slightly, knowing all too well that this stranger was right "I know..." She whispered, beginning to shake her head. "I think I-... I need help.." Sucking in a shaky breath, the young red head dug her fingers into the ground, bowing her head once again. How she wished she could just sink into the ground and disappear forever, seeing the disgust on this strangers face made her both angry and ashamed.

It was the first question that made her raise her head once more, brows pulling together and face contorting into an expression of puzzlement. She really couldn't guess? Lucia thought it would be obvious to spot a dug addict looking for her stash but she had experience with it, maybe Lucia just looked sick. A somewhat startled laugh slipped from her with the second question, eyes growing wide in disbelief "You think... You think someone d-did this to me?" Shaking her head, the amused expression quickly fell, the hollowness coming back to her eyes "I did this... Every choice was mine" She seemed to retreat back into her own little world, thinking over every little decision that lead to where she was now. "Where are my drugs? They were by the edge of the river... I n-need them..." She looked up as she directed the question, eyes growing focused. She knew what she wanted, what her body needed, it didn't matter to her that it was slowly killing her.