"Les! Its Rue, i think she has a kidney infection...."
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It was The next Day and Rue still wasn't any better she looked like shit and Leon was getting worried he hadn't seen her get up since she told the dude in the kitchen to got fuck himself yesterday.
Rue laid her head on his lap.
Leon: Lex Rue doesn't look to good. Im fuckin worried
Lexi: Did she say or do something to you?
Leon: no she's pretty calm but like for real Jules really took a toll on her
Lexi: just be there for...comfort her for me Lee
Leon: i will. Take care Lex
Lexi: you too Lee. Get rest I'll see you when i can
Leon put his phone to charge before watching Love Island.
I felt horrible Leon looked more dead then usual, he had tired looking eyes ever since i met him and with the handful of times I've slept over he, or he sleeps over he slept like a bear so his eyes were naturally like that....but he looked dead like a Tim Burton character on drugs. And it was probably my fault.
Through out the episode he tried to keep himself awake but every time he blinked it took at least 5-10 seconds to open them again. He lifted Rue's head gently and put a pillow under before he gets out of the room. He walks to the bathroom and looks at himself through the mirror.
"God...i look awful..." he mutters, turning on the sink and running his face through cold water. It was calming the water barley missing his curls the drops releasing from his face as if he were a window. His hands rubbing his eyes trying to cheer them on to stay open.
Leon leans his head back and turns off the water he sat on the bathroom floor. He felt himself drift off into sleep. He fought hard but sleep won and now he was well resting.
Flashback
Leon laid in the hospital bed as he heard the beep, he was craving drugs a few hour earlier the doctor had given him some pill that got him wanting more but he was too tired.
His parents left to go home. "To get rest." When in reality they probably were drinking and laughing about their son's overdose, maybe even having sex.
Leon made a stank face at the thought of his parents doing anything together and being happy about it.
He really needed drugs weather it only got him high for 10 minutes he needed something. He was so tired he was fighting off the sleep, his arms were pretty numb but he removed the blanket from him. He sits up slowly feeling himself trying to get used to the feeling of his muscles again. He tried to swing his legs off the bed and it took a good few minutes but when he did he stepped off, his weight not helping immediately sitting back down.
A cold sweat was making him anxious and he let out a breath. "Come on...come on get up..." he finally gets off the bed and tries to take a step. He held the thing connected to his iv. The thing beeped as he grabbed the poll. He took a step. It sorta sting so he held in a breath. "Fuck..." he takes another and breaths happily he reaches the little table where the pills were but he lost balance. He fell to the floor and groaned.
