Power.
The concept. The feeling. It's the most euphoric of all drugs.
The thrill of it hits more than any drug could. It's a whole different kind of high. It's intoxicating. And like every other drug… it's hella addictive.
But I don't really care. That feeling of being on top, being the one others respected, it's something I don't ever want to lose, so yeah, I'm addicted to it, so fucking what?!
The fear in Lucy's eyes. The dread in her voice as she begged. That's power. It's respect. It's my best kind of high.
I left the hospital practically walking on the clouds. I was floating. And the thing with power is that like other drugs, no matter how many times you take it, that feeling of euphoria never gets old. It thrills and it fucking feels the same every time.