TW: Drugs
Marco's pov
I twist the silver cross that hung around my neck in my fingers as I stare wide eyed at Connor Snorting cocaine on a table surrounded by his friends; I Don't really know his friends outside of school too well they aren't the people I get involved with. Most of them are much older than us, in their mid to late twenties.
"Does your Friend want some?" One of the men questions, looking between me and Connor, he looks to be about eleven years older than us so I'm guessing he's the owner of this house.
"Hey Marco want some, its good shit" Connor questions looking over to me, His pupils large and the tip of his nose was red and looked rather sore
"N-no I'm good" I stutter hugging my arms closer to myself as I feel everyone's eyes on me
"Marco your no fun loosen up a bit and try some" Connor chuckles motioning for me to join them at the table, I shake my head quickly and pray that Connor drops it
"Ugh whatever, if your not gunna join us make yourself useful and grab us some cans" another boy says, he had a needle sticking into his arm and I felt like throwing up, if my parents know I'm here they would freak out I look to Connor and he shakes his head in the direction of the kitchen telling me to do as he says.
I exit the room and go into the kitchen where an older male is rummaging through the fridge. Next to him a girl leans against the counter, she is wearing a tight red dress and has long blonde hair that reaches her hips and her face was covered in heavy makeup; I wonder who she is.
"Hey go get ready in the room I didn't pay 50 dollars for you for nothing" The man in the fridge grumbles the girl rolls her eyes before noticing me. She winks before exiting the kitchen.
"Fucking hoe" The man curses, pulling himself from the fridge, he turns his head looking over at me. He stares at me angrily before saying something.
"What you looking at fag,"
"I-I'm not gay" I answer almost immediately, I can't believe he thought I would commit a sin as bad and as disgusting as that
"Well, you sure look Gay" He spits shooting me an angry glare before exiting the room leaving me stunned... do I actually look like one of those disgusting sinners, I can't do they all have the same look at least that's what my parents tell me. I feel vomit bubble in my stomach because of what he called me, do other people think I look gay to, I hope not I don't want to attract any of them monsters to me, my dad says that they prey on weak little kids because they like power and want to be in control.
"Marco hurry the fuck up" Connor yells from the dining room, I rush into the room my arms full with cans of beer, I make sure to be careful so that I don't drop any of them I walk over to the table and place the cans on an empty part, I notice Connor had changed from snorting a powder to injecting some sort of liquid in his arm, my face contorts with disgust as I see the liquid shoot into his arm
"Don't look at me like that" Connor snaps his grey eyes staring holes into me,
"I can't help in Connor, that's disgusting" I spit my eyebrows furrowing, Connor rolls his eyes, his tattooed hand reaches out to grab a bag of coke from the table but before he can reach it I snatch it up pulling it close to my chest
"Marco give that back" Connor snarls, his hand curling up into a fist, swallowing the lump in my throat I shake my head slightly, sweat gathers slightly on my brow as the men in the room burst out in laughter, Connors fist slams down on the table and his chair flies across the room as he stands up. Instinctively, I take a step back and stare up at Connor with wide eyes, I could tell he's lost control again.
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