I’ve lived in this house like 2-3 years now, these memories keep flooding back to me.
Like the time I was at my BFF’s flat, found 8mg of his roommates Subutex, sneaked it into the bathroom and loaded a 2ml 25 gauge syringe with the pills I mashed up in water – I’m not sure if you’ve ever seen a 25 gauge needle but they’re pretty big – proceeded to shove the thing into my arm, holding my foot against the door since the lock was broken.
I was mostly opiate free at this time so it fucked me up real good. My friend had no idea how I’d gone from being slightly tipsy on beer to barely able to open my eyes.
I was there with Abi, my friend’s ex girlfriend, apparently I kept calling her Mel, my previous ex, and she’d slap me every time. I put one of the tabs under her tongue, said we have to go and with her small stature she somehow helped me get home.
Once we were back we went straight to the bedroom. She was pretty high from the surprise tab I’d given her.
The thing about Subutex is that it has a very high affinity to opiate receptors, in English that means that even the heroin overdose antidote, Naloxone, wouldn’t work since it’s affinity is lower.
Lying on the bed with Abi I could feel my breath getting more and more shallow. Shit, I thought, I don’t wanna go out like this, here on this mattress because of some random wreckless act.
It’s a strange feeling, enjoying an incredible high whilst knowing you’re probably going to die.
I called Mel, didn’t mention that Abi was lying next to me, and asked her to bring me some cocaine since it’d wake me the fuck up.
She arrived about half an hour later, came up to the bedroom and gave Abi a glare but didn’t say a word. I immediately grabbed the coke off her put it in spoon with a little water, it dissolved instantly since it was practically pure and shot it. It was like that scene from Pulp Fiction where Mia Wallace gets stabbed in the heart and instantly wakes up in shock.
Suddenly my eyes were wide, I was breathing deeply and after a couple of seconds ran to the bathroom to throw up. Shooting good coke often makes you throw up, as with opiates so they both had a part to play with that.
I was alive again. I shot up Mel and Abi with coke, Mel was well accustomed to it and Abi saw the effects and wanted to try it. We lay back on the bed, them either side of me.
Mel left shortly after since it was so awkward, my ex girlfriend, my friend’s ex girlfriend and me all in one bed.
Subutex lasts for literally days. Every so often, when my heart felt like it was going to stop beating I’d shoot some more coke and BAM.. back from the dead.
I’d flirted with Abi a lot in the past and at some point (while I was among the living) we fucked, something I’d wanted to do for a long long time. It felt great, like a trophy fuck.
Abi and I lay there in bed, high as fuck and fucking for 2 or 3 days.
The drug finally wore off, back to reality. I walked Abi to the bus stop hugged her in her big light brown fluffy coat, gave her a kiss and we parted ways.
As I returned to earth I realised what an asshole I was, I’d just fucked over my best mate, Mel and fucked my friend’s ex girlfriend.
I felt guilty, and at the same I felt fucking awesome. What a ride those 3 days were.