Celebrity On The High
© all rights reserved to Monica P 2011
Marilyn looked to the crowd in-between the curtains. She wanted to throw up. A type of nausea came up through her belly and began to make her mind swarm. She began to grow cold feet and a hot chest, and she began to see the world tilt ever so slightly. Marilyn gasped!
“I have to get something to kill these hallucinations!” she muttered before she raced to the back wing in a flurry.
Marilyn glanced left and right, and she saw her purse on a desk that was surrounded by lights. Marilyn shivered to herself as she walked up to the desk. She roughly grabbed her purse, and then she picked up the items. Marilyn spilled the contents of the purse on her desk. The make-up cluttered as it fell to cover the desk.
“Where are you?” Marilyn asked as she pushed her hands through each vial until she found one item which had her lover's words written on its face. “Boy you make a girl grow weak at the knees;” she muttered in a loving tone, before she began to take the items out in order to spill them into the palm of her hand.
Marilyn began to pant as her heart murmurs picked up the pace of her heartbeat. Marilyn narrowed her eyes as she glared at the pills, hurriedly she shoved them all inside of her mouth. Marilyn coughed as the capsules stuck on her tongue. She needed water. However she didn't have any. She looked to the right and left in a panic as the liquid began to grow closer to dribbling out. Marilyn grew desperate as she failed to find a drink container.