0 Effort (N.H)

08

"Get the fuck out of my room before I'm going to rip your throat out, believe me when I will." He gave me a calm threat.

"Are you drunk or something? I'm not going to let you have this, you struggled so much and I found you in a bathtub while you were so close from overdosing. You could've died!" I'm not going to let him use more of it.

"Give it to me." He yelled at me. What happened to him? He has been sober so long now he started drinking and he wants to start with it again?

"No, that's the last thing I will do." I yelled back. He's not going to start up with this shit on my watch. Yes it's probably not my right to talk but that shit destroyed him so fucking much I can't bear to watch it again.

"Give me the fucking bag!" He yelled louder, and started walking towards me while he clenched his jaw so hard that I'm surprised that they haven't exploded yet, he also clenched his fists so they were white knuckled.

Louis ran into the room behind Niall and saw what happened so he jumped on Niall so he fell to the floor.

"Get the fuck off of me before I kill you both." He is furious, this is not safe.

"Run!" Louis told me while he tried to hold Niall to the ground.

I ran out of the room and towards my bedroom, he would never find it if I was hiding it really well in here.

"Harry, Zayn, help me. Niall is furious and he's going to kill us all if he gets free." Louis yelled. I better hide this fast. I heard Harry and Zayn run towards Niall's room.

I took some of the packs and hid it in the closet, some of them under my bed. I had two packs of cocaine left and I don't know where I should hide it.

After thinking for a bit I thought it wouldn't make a problem if I hid it under my sister laying in my bed, I'll find a better spot for it after Niall has calmed down. Now that I only had one pack left I put it in the cabinet in my bathroom. If he finds it here I don't know what I will do with myself. Or if he accidentally overdose this time I would definitely not be able to handle myself.

Niall is my best mate, we met at school and we both had rich families. We both didn't like it so we faked our own deaths then we met Harry, Louis and Zayn, they didn't fake their deaths they got kicked out of their parents house after they went to prison for drug dealing and they met there.

I walked towards Niall's room again to see if they needed help, when I got into the bathroom I saw Harry holding Niall's legs down, Zayn holding Niall's hands behind his back while straddling his back and Louis talking to him to try to get him to lay still.

When Niall saw me come in he stopped moving and looked up at me with 'can we talk alone?' face thing.

"I can talk with him alone guys, just be in the living room if something bad happens." I said and they let go of Niall and stood up.

"Yell if you need help." Zayn said while he walked out with the boys right behind.

When we were alone I looked over to Niall who sat up.

"What should I do?" I heard him mumble.

"If you talk about it maybe it would help. You don't have to talk with me, you just need to say it out loud to a person. Fuck the person dosnt even have to be conscious." He looked over at me and nodded.

"So I can just say it out loud to a person who is in sleep or in coma just to get it out of my chest?"

I nodded. "Yeah, because when you get it out of your chest everything gets easier. You don't need answers, you just need someone to listen to you. Talk with whomever you want, we are going to be here for you." I hope he takes my advice to talk with someone, he's like my brother.