*/Your Love Is My Drug

[SIERRA EMILY DEVERE]

It had been a week since Sierra had been let out of the hospital and she still wasn't sure whether it had been a good idea to dishcarge herself so early. At the time though it had seemed like a great idea to get out of hospital as soon as she could, they weren't a place she liked to spend her spare time. Sierra couldn't stand being poked and prodded with needles either and the nurses constantly coming in to ask if she was okay. It got annoying very quickly and there was the fact that they would always tell Sierra she wasn't allowed to get out of bed and wander around because of all the stitches. Though after tearing them twice, Sierra wasn't really wanting to have it happen again it was far from comfortable having twenty-eight stitches in your stomach. The only thing that had made being in the hospital bearable was the hours when Miranda would be there with her. It was those moments when Sierra was happy and would stop worrying, because she was there with the girl she loved with all her heart. Things hadn't been smooth for them though, Sierra knew she'd really screwed things up when Miranda had walked out a few weeks ago now. All over some stupid little arguement that Sierra had managed to blow out of proprotion like she normally did. Looking back Sierra wish'd that she had just shut up and to have thought before she started shouting at Miranda. Now though things were, well they were getting better. It was difficult though Sierra knew she couldn't just expect everything to go back to how it had been, that was probably impossible now, to much had happened the last few weeks that things just couldn't really be the same as before. When she'd been discharged, Sierra had to listen as the nurse went on and on about how to look after the stitches and gave her a list of all the things she wasn't allowed to do and well as if Sierra was really going to pay attetion to that. It was one of her flaws, she just never listened to other people and liked to do whatever she wanted.

Home. It was strange, the apartment didn't feel the same as it used to. Probably because for those few rough weeks, Sierra hadn't actually stepped foot in her apartment. It reminded her to much of Miranda and that had been the last thing she wanted which was why drugs, alcohol and sex with random girls had been her attempt to cure her broken heart. Onoly problem was it had just ended up breaking even more, because none of those girls could ever be Miranda and the highs weren't as sweet as they use to be. Though the only drugs Sierra was on now were the heavy duty painkillers the doctors had given her so that she would be able to sleep and move around without it hurting to much. She had taken two earlier but they didn't seem to work as well as the doctors had promised they would do. Sierra hadn't been bothered about leaving her apartment, not with the purple bruise that had taken over half her face and the fact that she could barely walk five steps without having to sit down. Her friend Ellis had been round a few times to keep her company and up to date with the outside world, but other than that Sierra wasn't really talking to many other people. Well Miranda of course, but well Sierra had never been one to be social unless it involved drugs, alcohol and a party so it wasn't like she had made such a good reputation for herself. Not that Sierra was to bothered, people normally annoyed her anyways and due to the stitches she was even more grumpy and rude than usual if someone annoyed her. She'd snapped a couple of times at Miranda and then felt terrible afterwards, but it was normally because she would turn the wrong way or stretch just that little to much. Everything had become so much more difficult and it pissed Sierra off. What was worse for her though was having to hide the truth from Miranda, she couldn't be honest and tell her what had happened, why her stomach looked.....well not how it should be. Arie, the girl was a fucking pyscho and Sierra would love for nothing more than to see her go to jail, but all she could remember was the threat. If she told anyone about what had happened then she would hurt her gain or worse she would hurt Miranda. It wasn't a risk Sierra was willing to take and she had made Miranda promise that she wasn't going to try and find out who it was. Sierra didn't know what she would do if anything were to ever happen to Miranda, it would destroy her. It'd been a couple weeks now and Sierra hadn't seen or heard from Arie, so she was just keeping her hopes up that the girl and pissed off elsewhere to torment people.

Sierra was laid out slightly on her couch, a journal resting on her lap and then pen between her lips as she chewed the end. Another one of her bad habits was always chewing the ends of pens when she would be writing or just happened to be holding one. She moved the pen across the page her neat flowing hand writing filling up the blank page slowly. The tv was on in the background on some random music channel, playing what was apparently the top music videos of the week. None of them had been any good and most were just rappers surrounded by bikini clad girls, now it wasn't the bikini part that Sierra disliked it was the fact that all these rappers sounded exactly the same and were talking a load of shit in their songs. Boredom was starting to slowly creep in and Sierra would have given anything to have been able to just get up and go out for a walk, but the last thing she needed was to get stranded in the park with torn stitches. So she was stuck with trying to entertain herself inside of the apartment, which sounded easier than it actually was. It sucked that Miranda had to go to college and Sierra had been fidning herself actually counting down the minutes until she knew Miranda would show up. Being that Sierra codl move around much, she'd also given Miranda a key to the apartment so that she could come and go whenever she wanted too. Sierra was just starting to fall asleep when she herd the front door opening. "Babe?" She called from the couch, before looking over and seeing Miranda walking in. "Mmmm hey there goregous" Sierra grinned as her eyes drifted over Miranda. There was no denying just how damn lucky Sierra was to have a girl like Miranda not only was she stunning, but she was the sweetest and most amazing girl Sierra had ever met. "How was college, babee?" Sierra asked as she slowly pushed herself up from the couch and stood up.