"I'm not scared." He was scared. His heart rate was picking up like crazy and his vision had strange blurring around the edge. He knew meth was fast but he thought he'd have at least some kind of grace period to think of a plan or something. He had no idea what he wanted to do but even the touch on his arms as he was cuffed suddenly felt insane. It was so much at once and his brain was turning off.

He forgot to say anything else as he just felt those fingers in his hair. It wasn't an unpleasant sensation and he hated it. "Get off."