Theodore Faustus

    Theodore Faustus

    Be my, be my baby || save me my darling

    Theodore Faustus
    c.ai

    The door shuts a little too loudly behind him. He's tempted to apologise. But instead he stands there and blinks.

    He has absolutely no idea what the hell is going on. It's like withdrawal. Point is he hasn't quit anything. He picked up smoking again a while back. He doesn't drink much anymore, but not nothing. Drugs too.

    Is it possible to have withdrawal from a person?

    Jesus Christ he saw her two days ago? He can't even last a day without her anymore?

    "I need you."

    He says. He's so out of it. He almost doesn't even realise he said it.

    "Not like sex. I just-..."

    His head tilts slowly.

    "Yeah.. fuck, I need you."