Harken's P.O.V.
I was going feral from the lack of substance inside me. I needed it. I was slowly losing my mind. It felt like my skin was itching from the inside. I needed just one dose and I’d be good.
“I promise. Only one dose, Blake,” I pleaded. He wouldn’t give me anything.
I didn’t think I’d need it this much, but I could only think about it. My head started spinning suddenly, and my stomach turned upside down. I ran out of Blake’s room and rushed to my bathroom. I then proceeded to empty my stomach in the toilet seat.
I washed my face and stepped into my room, feeling like absolute crap. My body was shaking, hot flashes taking over me. I lay in bed and cursed Blake's name out loud.
Suddenly, I started feeling cold, so I grabbed my blanket and hugged it tight to my body.
It was then where I felt I'm at my lowest. Emotional dread clouded my mind. I cried as my body reacted on its own accord.
I tried to focus; I couldn't tell what I was focusing on. I just wanted to feel grounded and sane. It wasn't working at all, and tears kept falling down my face.
At that point, I was willing to do anything. Anything he wanted. I'd do it if it meant he'd give me my dose.
I knew it would come to this. I knew I'd be a slave to Blake without realizing it. I knew I'd feel like what Blake was giving me was worth dying for.
Only after a few long years I'd learn that only Aiden was worth dying for.
And I did it. I died for him.
A/N: short chapter, more to follow soon.
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Teen FictionHarken Red has never been happy. Drained, defeated, and depressed. After escaping a mental health institution, Harken seeks refuge in the place he dreaded the most: his hometown. Aiden Haile had always been at the top of his game, until one incident...
