Two faces morphed into one.
Eyes connect and memories flood of late night binges and the needle pricks. She looks away and the devil on her shoulder leaves as she becomes herself again. Eyes flashing, they draw her to look again, to shoot again. Inner battles raging she spies the needle on the floor beside her. As she leans down to pick it up eye contact is broken and she quickly stands up and runs out the door. Shaking and sobbing she fights to win the battle. Her eyes dart backwards towards the house, stopping on the window. Angry eyes stare back daring her, taunting her, threatening her to go back as she finds herself cowering on the curb. She picks up a rock and heaves it through the window aiming for the evil inside. Glass shatters as the rock crashes through it, breaking the face. She runs inside and hides under the bed, shaking. Looking out from underneath she spies the eyes again, staring at her, hating her. Taking a blanket out of the closet she throws it towards the mirror, covering the eyes. In that split second she feels alive, strong.
Not only did she fight her inner demon, but she destroyed her.
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