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Painful days and nights

⚠️TW⚠️

*Syd's POV*

It's been weeks since I overdosed and also weeks since I've had proper sleep. I keep having nightmares about my dad, I just got him back and he died for real this time.

I woke up from one of the nightmares and it fucking hurt so bad that I screamed at the top of my lungs from the pain, Ray and them would visit me and stay the night because they wanted me to be safe.

This time Ray came and stayed over, he was staying with me a lot lately and I appreciate that but sometimes I tell him he doesn't have to but he really does.

He was sleeping on the couch and came running in after he heard my screams, he came over to my bed and held me in his arms. I just wanted my dad back, I should've spent more time with him instead of dicking around with my friends.

"rehab look at me, i'm not going anywhere. you're safe with me..."

He put his chin on top of my head and rubbed my shoulders, Ray has always been like a brother to me and I appreciate his help and him just coming over. I haven't really been skating or leaving to see them after the overdose but they still want to see me,

"i just want him back..."

"i know... i know...."

He laid down with me in his arms and I tried to go back to sleep, it took me a while but I drifted off to sleep.

That time I didn't really dream of anything but when I woke up I felt someone kiss my temples, I opened my eyes slowly to see Fuckshit laying next to me with a smile on his face.

"hey mamas."

"what..."

His face softened because no matter how shitty I was feeling I always called him some dumbass nickname that I came up with, he put his hand on my cheek and rubbed my cheekbone with his thumb before saying

"rough night?"

"you know it, jeez i haven't gotten proper sleep in weeks..."

He sighed and pulled me into a hug, his hair brushed up against my face a bit and he moved it back.

"babe, this shit ain't healthy."

"you think i don't know that already?"

He rubbed my back and we just laid there for a while before he gave me a kiss and said

"i gotta head out, i'll see you tonight."

He got up and I said

"fuck it, i'll go skating with you guys."

He turned back and had a stupid grin on his face before saying

"you even know how to skate?"

"shut up dipshit."

I said before getting up and changed into some different clothes that weren't a tank top and black plaid pajama pants.

I put on Fuckshit's black Wu Tang shirt I borrowed a while back and some black baggy jeans before I put on my black beat up chucks that have rips in them, I should probably get some new ones soon.

I grabbed my board and left my house with Fuckshit, he drove us to the shop and we just listened to a Wu Tang cassette. When we pulled up I had a good feeling about today, he snuck a kiss on my cheek and we both got out of the car.

We walked in and everyone's heads looked up,

"y'all miss me or some shit?"

Stevie got up and ran over to give me a hug, I hugged him back and he still thinks it was his fault I od'd.