I feel like flying..

Scott was used to getting pretty wasted at parties, events and even on his own. Never in a million years did he think that he would find a someone who could keep up with him, and he was definitely taking advantage of that. Since returning from Los Angeles 4 days ago, neither Scott or Karrueche had left the apartment. The thing about it was, neither of them was quite sure how long they had been in the house.

The one thing that they were sure about was that they had just run out of pills. As disoriented as they were, they were determined to get to the clinic and get what they needed. After managing to put their clothes on, the pair headed out the door. Even though the clinic was literally across the street, the walk seemed like a journey, with everything moving in slow motion around them. The duo finally made it to the clinic and managed to talk to a nurse. "Excuse me, are you Clara Kate?" Scott said, in the most southern of voices. Clara Kate took a little too long for Scott to answer, making Scott a little temperamental. "We want some fucking pills!" Scott exclaimed, frightening the lady, who decided to go get the head doctor to handle the situation. "COME BACK HERE RIGHT NOW!" Scott continued to scream, "COME AND SERVE US!" Clara Kate and he doctor come back to the lobby and decide to talk to Karrueche, who seemed a lot more calm than Scott. Somehow Karrrueche got the doctor to give up the goods. But not without the "Don't take these with other drugs" speech. But Karrueche, being the rebel that she is, opens the bottle, took a swallow, turned to Scott, and he followed suit. The two began to take the journey home when Scott realized that he should have listened to the doctor. "Kae, I don't know if we should've taken those pills." Scott said. "That fucking doctor doesn't know what he's talking about Scott." Karrueche replied, beginning to climb on top of St. Magdeline's "We can do whatever the hell we want." "What are you doing?" Scott asked. "I'm going to show you and that fucking doctor that I can do whatever I want." Scott climbed on top of the building, "She's right," Scott thought, "We can do whatever the fuck we want." Karrueche began singing a slow melody, "Finally once the drugs are gone, I feel like dying, I feel like dying." Scott joins in, "Finally once the drugs are gone, I feel like dying, I feel like dying." Karrueche reaches out and grabs Scott's hand and the two continue to sing "Finally once the drugs are gone," the couple takes a few steps toward the edge, "I feel like dying," more steps, "I feel like dying." There are no more steps to take, the couple, as high as ever, leap off of the roof of St. Magdeline's.