The bottle is tipped in my mouth. The liquid travels in my cavity. As it touches my uvula, I feel the need to gag. It's covers my tongue, my eyes tear up.
I draw in air through my nose and cough the liquid up. It stains my chest and now I'm unable to feel the uvula in my mouth.
Some of it makes its way inside me. And some of it comes up through my nose. And I can't help but wonder is this what drowning does to you?
I think she emptied the first bottle. I hear a second open and that passes them me. I can't spit it up. There's no strain in my neck from being bent. I must look dead.
Vampire blood is in this. I flutter my eyes and just relax at all this fluid. It burns my tongue. My stomach is full. What happens if I need to pee?
I guess I'll do it… ain't got much choice.
I just tell myself, I'm going to pee on myself not in fear. But because I have to. And I'm on my period. And periods last seven fucking days or shorter. I always have long periods… guess it's because I'm big.
I'm just here with my mouth open. Swan gets a rag from somewhere and dries my tongue. I don't what's happening. "You got the magic to make sure it goes down?" she says. "I do. Don't worry, just drown her."
"Bottle number three."
She balances the tip of the bottle on my teeth and pours it in. I read a thing online. I think I remember. I was studying science for a paper.
Deglutition, also known as swallowing.
The Oral Cavity is the mouth, which holds the tongue. I had my tongue measured once. I wanted to get my tongue pierced and the guy was like, 'Want me to measure your tongue?' And I have a ten centimeter tongue. Well, nine and a half or something.
I suck dick. I thought it was sexy.
The tongue is for tasting and speech. It is an organ, a muscle.
I found out the tongue is supposed to help with teeth cleansing. Which I assumed is because of salvia. I must have been doing steroids or drinking a little henny. But once I told Hydae, 'If we have a baby, let's name her Silva. No S'via.' And he was like, 'Where the fuck did you get that name?'
Hydae actually took steroids with me a few times. He got big but dirty, like he didn't wanna do anything.
"What the fuck are you thinking about?" Swan giggles.
Another bottle down my throat. He must be blocking me from choking. Because when you swallow. It goes pass this one part in throat and I called it a flap. And the flap actually blocks itself with the nerves and signals to the brain. It gives meaning to the whole, 'Going down the wrong hole'.
"You a nasty bitch." Swan snorts.
My muscles twitch. My eyes get hot. I take a deep breath before she adds another bottle.
"This is working faster than usual." I hear Aril.
Swan bends to look at me. "Your eyes are fucking wild." she pokes my cheek and my neck. "Light weight. She's turning black."
"I just got a text from Nestor. Have you ever seen people put that shit in the blood stream?"
"Are you doing it?"
"I just drink. Keep giving it to her."
"By mouth? Oh… another black spot." she pokes my temple. "And her teeth are growing."
Aril appears above me. "Hi… give her two more bottles. I'll go get the lead."
I cough. I see a cloud of pink dust leave me.
"Just a little longer baby."
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