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𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱.𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧

A/N: Here I am back again because I cannot wait to start writing all the little ideas I begin to write! Poison readers, readers who read all my other books- They are coming soon! I promise! I'm just getting into Tizzy's story right now! I think the song "Broken" fits both Izzy and Tory so that's the chapter name!

This is just my take on Alcohol Addiction and how they'd react! I may be wrong and I'm sorry if it's inaccurate. 

Warnings: Alcohol Addiction, Mentions of Past Drug use, Mature Language, Mentions of Abuse, Mentions of Suicide/Death, AA meetings, Manipulation, Flirting, 

Warning 2: This chapter is mainly surrounding Izzy's addiction/ her lifestyle and history!

𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫.𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠..𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞.𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠...~𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧-𝐈𝐬𝐚𝐤 𝐃𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧

"𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐞𝐭 this happen?" A voice yelled. "Hey! I didn't let this happen! I did everything I could, Carl, she won't even fucking want you or your mom here!" I heard Tory snap. "I should be the one mad here! You karate freaks cut my best friends hair off! My... friend is in bits over it!" I heard my brother shout, friend, sure. My eyes fluttered open, I wasn't home, I was on a plush couch with a glass coffee table to the left of me. "Everyone shut up!" John shouted as the voices had began to overlap one another, Tory, Carl, Amelia, Robby, Kyler. "Hey, baby, how are you feeling?" Tory softly asked rushing back to my side along with John, Robby, Terry and my mom all standing around the couch.

Well, Terry towered over his own couch.

I didn't answer her, instead I scowled at Carl, "What the hell are you doing here?" I snarled vaguely seeing my brother, I couldn't see for shit right now but I noticed him, ever so slightly. "We came to visit you sweetie." My mom voiced and I sighed. "You're not wanted here, traitor." Kyler spat. "What should I do?" I mumbled looking towards Terry and John. "You do what's best for you." Terry told me. "You tell them to piss off, if that's what you want." John said at the same time as his friend.

I felt Tory's hand brush over mine, holding it. I tried to look at Robby, he was silent, he refused to talk clearly. "Carl, I want, want you to leave." I stumbled over my words slightly and his softened gaze turned into a scowl. "Right, got you. Mom, are you coming?" He asked as I noticed my mom look between us both. "I'm sure your mother can speak for herself, kid." Terry butted in, I picked up on my mother smiling slightly at this. "I think I'll stay here, if I'm welcome." Mom spoke up.

"No." John said whilst Terry and I said, "Yes." at the same time. "Thanks for the warming welcome, John." My mom said with gritted teeth. "Amelia, how does it feel to realise you disappointed my son and grandchil-" John went to snap. "Alright! You two go in my other living room and let Isabelle rest." Terry declared whilst my eyes began to flutter once more. I heard John mutter something, "John." Terry raised a brow and the pair left.