10. Euphoria's truth

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TW! Drug abuse

No one's PoV.

Her body was so unpredictable. Walking straight was not an option at this point. Her eyes were wandering around, trying unsuccessfully to focus. Two hands an both of her arms helped her reaching the somehow familar bedroom. Clear thoughts were switched with the common foggy mind which made her let lose for once.

She was fine.

She didn't feel any pain. Life felt easier than it ever was and everything around her was blocked out.

She didn't hear the unavailing attempts of her younger sisters, she didn't see the tears in their eyes and she didn't feel the harsh grip, which was so intense, their knuckles turned white and their faces were scrunched up in pain.

Suddenly the feeling of warm and tender cotton surrounded the body and finally it started to feel like falling.

Louis PoV.

After the call of Phoebe, Louis' mind switched into autopilot. Now there was no time for whining nor for his typical selfcentered problems, he had to work.
He was running for more than 15 minutes now but his body amd his mind seemed to have lost every possible connection. He didn't realize the aching body, he just thought about the situation he will bust into.

Louis ran up the stairs as fast and as silent humanly possible. Only to reach his final destination, the creme white wooden door with the writing Phoebe & Daisy on a small chalkboard. As he busted into the room, he scanned the scenery.

His oldest sister Félicité laying, faced down on one of the two beds. The twins on the other hand were crouching in the corner of the room. It seemed like they wanted to have as much space between them as possible.

Daisy's eyes were scrunched shut and her face was in the crook of Pheobe's neck. Phoebe, on the other hand, was staring into Louis' soul without showing any emotions, but her eyes were flaming red and her lips were bitten open bloody.

No words were spoken, it happened too often for the need to speak. Louis went up to Fizzy and checked her pulse. It raced, but not to the point where it would be critical.

The feeling of relief floated his body like always but the anxious thoughts didn't leave. It doesn't matter how often this happens.

Sweat coated her body and she started to shiver immensely. Louis shot a quick glance to Pheobe, hoping she would understand. As Phoebe got up and aimed in the direction of the bathroom, she must have understood.

By looking at Daisy, Louis realized his other sister needed him at the moment a little more than Fizzy, because he couldn't do anything for her at the moment.

Daisy shivered as much as Fizzy but hers were reasoned in fear. Pure fear and anxiety. Louis knew touching her right now was not an option, so he just sat down next to her and leaned his head back at the wall.

"It's not you fault. It's nobody's fault, okay Daisy?"

His voice was calm but everybody could hear, behind his steady facade was an unsteady helpless teenager.

"This is unfair."

His sister's words were just a hinch of breath Louis barely understood. He glanced at Fizzy to check if she is still okay but turns his gaze back to the ceiling relatively quickly.

"D, every family, every person you meet will say this if you ask them. If a tree is 3 meters high and has the most beautiful long branches with big, bright, green leaves, it's shadow will be massive as well...

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