Beautiful Broken
“But sitting next to Scout in the basement of Sacred Heart, a cup of bad coffee in my hands, I have to admit that nothing has changed.
And I've missed it.
I glance at her, startled again when I see her short brown hair. She chopped it off, a mass of disheveled layers that frames her face and a honeyed brown color that softens the edges of her—she's not as unapproachable and untouchably beautiful.
It's new, and I already want to dig my hand into it and kiss her.
A meth addict, her hands still sha...king from withdrawals, is talking about her kids being taken away, and it serves to kill my growing arousal.
There is nothing sexy about addicts. Nothing sexy about recovery—there is only the unending fight, and the relapses.
Four years clean—no pain pills or drugs—and I still think I’ll relapse.
The group leader is looking around the room—meth mom has fallen silent, and he's searching for someone to share. I see his gaze settle on Scout, and I shift, drawing his attention.
"Would you like to share?" he asks.MoreLess
And I've missed it.
I glance at her, startled again when I see her short brown hair. She chopped it off, a mass of disheveled layers that frames her face and a honeyed brown color that softens the edges of her—she's not as unapproachable and untouchably beautiful.
It's new, and I already want to dig my hand into it and kiss her.
A meth addict, her hands still sha...king from withdrawals, is talking about her kids being taken away, and it serves to kill my growing arousal.
There is nothing sexy about addicts. Nothing sexy about recovery—there is only the unending fight, and the relapses.
Four years clean—no pain pills or drugs—and I still think I’ll relapse.
The group leader is looking around the room—meth mom has fallen silent, and he's searching for someone to share. I see his gaze settle on Scout, and I shift, drawing his attention.
"Would you like to share?" he asks.MoreLess
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