Look at her

She saw the red in my eyes.

Shit. The drugs.

"Is everything okay? Your eyes are red..." Came her caring comment.

I didn't think about the visible effect they would have on me. I didn't think about what it meant to her. I had to do something.
I attempted to find a reason for what I had, looking away as I thought.

"Oh it's nothing. Just tired and..."

I saw the dealer standing there, talking to someone and passing him his stuff. Her eyes caught him too.
"I can't believe this."

That was her only reaction, leaving me high and dry.