The Doctor is Sin IX: Detox

Chesna Matuschanskavasky tried to focus. It was something she had quite a bit of and yet something that eluded her quite often. As she raised he shaky hand that held the needle in it, she pushed it against her skin. It scraped the skin on her arm and the doctor pulled it away. Her pale, blue eyes squinted and she panted. Chesna set the needle down and leaned against the wall of her room.

It was dark, the dimmer switch was set low and a few candles seemed to be lit. Chesna panted as though she had just run a marathon. She felt weak and she looked weak. After the news that her best friend and lover had once again left, Chesna fell into a deep depression. She locked herself in her room where she under ate and over medicated. Lukretia had let it go for a while, but now was starting to threaten her. At least, that's what she gathered from some of the notes strewn about her messy room. The moments of lucidity had been few and far between. Every once in a while she would wake up clean with fresh clothes on and a throbbing head ache. She never understood why, but she often went right back to the way things were.

This time was different. Her hair was disheveled and she was in a pair of white cotton panties. She didn't even remember grabbing the needle, but she had it and her first instinct was to stab it into her. She didn't even know what was IN it. Her head hurt and worse yet, her sex throbbed.

Chesna stood up and stumbled to the door, crashing into it after losing her balance from being light headed. She fumbled for the light and turned it on, hissing as her room was illuminated. Still panting, she looked around. There was one mirror and it was broken with some dried blood on it. In fact, as she began to focus, she could see it everywhere. She lifted up her hand and drug it across her upper lip. It was there too.

Chesna shook her head and stumbled over to her desk. She opened a drawer and there was nothing. She opened her closet and tore off some clothes and let them fall to the ground. She patted around until she found a specific pocketed shirt and stuffed her hand in it. She pulled out a bottle of pills and struggled with the top, finally opening it as some pills spilled over the place. She dumped the few remaining into her hand and forced them into her mouth, crunching down on them and swallowing them.

She then staggered to the door and forced it open. She stumbled down the hallway and past some of the maid staff. Her glassy stare barely spared them a glance and she made her way to the outside of the large mansion, specifically the backyard. She hissed again at the bright rays of the sun and lifted up her arm. She swatted at the sky with her free hand and staggered towards the pool. She then looked down at the water and stared at her reflection. With one hand she held up the needle she was still holding. With the other, she bent down and let the tips of her fingers touch the surface. She then stared between the both of them in quiet contemplation.

Kelly was in her pool house watching some TV with her world title seated beside her, thinking nothing of the problems surrounding her on this glorious, easy going day. But alas her one other job needed to be done. She got on a red bikini and was already making her way out of the pool house when saw someone laying beside the pool with a needle in their hand, just laying there... With hair as white as snow.

Kelly's eyes widened and she hastily went over to the silver haired woman who was clad in nothing but cotton panties and was an obvious mess. Grabbing the woman's shoulder, Kelly hastily turned the girl onto her back. The champion's eyes widened suddenly and she didn't think twice about her next couple of words.

"A-Are you alright!? Hey! Do you need help?" Kelly asked with clear worry and concern on her face, resting her hands on Chesna's shoulders but refraining from shaking her. She looked around frantically while looming over Chesna, trying to think about what to do.

"C-Can you even hear me!?"

Chesna gasped as Kelly touched her, sucking in a breath like she had just been diving under water and came up for air. Her head turned from one side to the next and as she looked around She didn't see anyone, but suddenly she felt something very damp and moist.

She lifted up her free hand, a few droplets dripping off her fingers as she pressed her hand between her legs and gasped again.

"W-what..." She croaked and turned her head again. "Sample subject #6582... bad trip." She said and looked down at the needle. She heaved it into the pool and collapsed next to the pool, one of her arms dropping into the pool.

"Roll me into the pool. I'll sink, but that's ok. Won't have to hear your loud voice then." She muttered into the concrete.

Kelly's panic eased when Chesna addressed her with her old crappy title. "Kelly, Dr. Matu. Kelly Conway." She corrected, but frowned when she realized Chesna was just fucked up because of drugs again. She honestly hated seeing the doctor to be such a mess like this. It was awful.

"Shut the hell up with that crap." She spat angrily at Chesna's disregard for her well being. "I'm not rolling you into the pool... Bitch." It was nice to see Chesna was still her usual self, always complaining she was too loud.

"Can you stand? I don't like the idea of you laying out here while you're on... Whatever. Let's get you inside." Chesna was taller but Kelly was stronger and not taking no for answer. Using her strength, she tried to put Chesna's arm over her shoulder and guide her towards a poolside reclined chair for her to lay down on.

Chesna was mostly dead weight as Kelly tried to heave her up. The doctor slumped against Kelly's breast when she finally made it to a standing position and nuzzled into it, trying to crane her neck so she could lick the soft orb.

"6582... You have to put me in the pool..." She muttered. "If you don't do it now, I'll do it when you're off beating people up." Chesna threatened in a flaccid, yet monotone voice.

"I'll... do something..." She said as her eyes shut and then opened. She lifted her free hand and pushed weakly at Kelly. "Don't make me become lucid..." Chesna huffed. "Just... throw me in the pool and finish me off. I'll sink, you won't be to blame. No one will care...

Chesna decided and softly bit at Kelly's breast. "They will be glad to be rid of me and I'll be glad to be rid of me."

Kelly did her best to ignore Chesna nuzzling her tit. She was mostly annoyed at her right now. "Keh-Lee. Kelly." She repeated.

"And... You're not going anywhere near that damn pool!" She was honestly deeply disturbed by her words as well as angry, right now she was only going to show the latter. Chesna's words made Kelly at her in disgust, disbelief and even more anger.

"I-...I'll care you selfish bitch!" Kelly spat angrily, feeling tears start to well up her in eyes as she sat Chesna down on the recliner. "Sorry to disappoint you but... I'm the pool boy." She left Chesna there and went to go grab a long tube with a pump connected to it, switching it on she threw it in the pool and began to drain everything.

"There!" She said happily with her hands on her hips before turning to Chesna.

"Now. Let's talk..." She said more seriously.

"Now if I fall, I'll just break instead of drown. That'll be easier, thanks." Chesna said in a monotone voice as she didn't budge from the reclining chair. Chesna let her head loll to the side and stared at the grass.

"I know your name, dummy." She muttered. "Do you know why you're stupid?" Chesna said, shutting her eyes. "Because," She said, not waiting for Kelly's response. "You should be the happiest of everyone that I want to drown and you're trying to tell me what your name is instead."

Kelly rolled her eyes at Chesna. "Then I'll put the tarp over it!" She spat with a dismissive wave.

She then found herself scoffing at Chesna's words, looking down at her condescendingly. "You're the stupid one clearly." She growled, crossing her arms as she glared at Chesna.

"You think that just 'cause you left me for that slutty rabbit that I wouldn't care if you drowned? I might be a bitch, but I'm not heartless." She muttered bitterly.

"The hell is your problem anyway?"

Chesna strained to lift up her head and then rolled to the side, letting the chair tip over with her crashing onto the cement and banging her head. She began to bleed almost instantly, but remained in her position, slumped against the concrete and looked at Kelly with a turned, glassy eye.

"Now... I'll bleed to death, so you need to take care of me since you want me to live so badly."

Kelly watched, arms crossed, clearly irritated at Chesna but her eyes widened in shock when the Doctor turned over and crashed onto the hard cement head first.

"C-Chesna!" She cried before furrowing her brow in frustration as she looked at Chesna and her absent gaze and heard a set of words that made Kelly lose her shit.

"UGH!" She threw her hands into the air and stormed into the house. Taking a few moments she emerged a white tin box with a red cross on the front. A first aid kit!

Kelly pushed the chair aside and turned Chesna over before seating her up while Kelly sat behind her. With a deep frown she did this, she got out some alcohol and dabbed some on a cotton ball. "You're as troublesome as Parker." She said dryly.

If Chesna let her tend to her wound, Kelly would fish out a rather big square band-aid to cover Chesna's cut.

"There."