Drowning|| Drug Addict Bakugo

10

It was the next day, the same time like I said for the guy to be there and I was sitting in the stall waiting for him. I heard someone enter the stall next to mine. "You there?" He whispered. "Yep," I say back. He holds the blunt and lighter under the stall and I light it and give him the lighter back. "Thanks," I say as I take a hit. I breathe out the smoke with relief and continue to suck up the marijuana. "Can I have another?" I ask as I finish the one I had off and threw it in the toilet. His hand appeared, and I lit it before giving him the lighter back. I quickly finished off the blunt before flushing it down the toilet and followed the routine of cologne and eye drops. The high was intense, I felt a little dizzy and my mind was blank.

I entered the class trying to hide it the best I could and began taking notes the best I could, my handwriting messy and swerving off the given lines. Once homework was passed out, I stared at the paper before giving up, determining I was way too high to do it. I laid my head down and closed my eyes before I felt my phone go off.

Sero- you high again?!?!

Me- no

Sero- BS! YOU LOOK HIGH AS SHIT

Me- just drop it

Sero- im telling mom, I'm sorry

Me- go tf agead

Sero- why are you high?

Me- do i need a reason

Sero- whatever

I shut my phone off with a sigh but before I could lay my head down, the bell rang. We packed our things and headed to lunch. I sat at the table, disassociating as everyone around me spoke. I stare at my tray full of food with the chopsticks in hand. "-ugo. BAKUGO!" I heard someone yell. I lift my head. "Huh?" I say tiredly. They laugh. "Dude you're stoned as fuck!" Pikachu said. I rolled my eyes. "As if-" I grumbled out. "Dude it so obvious," Pinky giggled. "Whatever," I grumbled as I picked up the food with my chopsticks and began eating.

It was hero training, the high wearing off a bit. I could see straight now and had somewhat of cohesive thoughts. We were sent off to train our quirks, so I did. "Bro let's work together again!" Shitty Hair said. I shrug and send off a huge explosion at him. The smoke cleared and he stood there with a determined grin and we began sparring.

Once the bell rang, we all changed and me and Sero got picked up by his mom. "Bakugo got high again," Sero said instantly. I rolled my eyes and stared out the window. "You said you wouldn't do it again," Sero's mom said. "I lied," I say blandly. "Do you need to go to rehab? Or something to help?" She asked. "I'm not going to rehab, you can't fucking make me," I growled out. "We can, and we will if this keeps up," she said angrily. "It's not fucking worth your time and money," I grumbled as I brought my knees to my chest. "Why?" She asked. "Because I'll just start again. I don't want to be clean, so why make me?" I asked. She sighed as we pulled up at the house. I unbuckled and tried to open the door but it was locked. "Open up," I mutter as we sit there. "Katsuki, you need help," she whispered. "You're not even my mom, why do you care?!" I shouted out. "Because I'm more of a mother than what yours was! I took you in! I care about you like you're my own, mijo! I love you and can't see you kill yourself because of this!" She shouts angrily. I see Sero looking down at his lap, spots of tears on his pants. "Whatever just let me out!" I yell. The door unlocks and I bolt into the house. I threw my things off and ran into the bathroom and quickly grab the pills. I down two and began closing the cap when I hear the bathroom door open. I see Sero with a surprised face and sigh. "What?" I ask as I put the bottle back. "No, give them to me. All of them," he demands with tears in his eyes. "Grab them yourself," I scoff out as I push past him and sit on my futon. I hear him talk to his mom as they both search the bathroom. I hear them walk around the house for a bit before Sero came in. "Got them all?" I asked. He nodded and sat on his bed. "You need to stop," he said with a croaky voice. "Okay," I mutter as I lay down. "I mean it, Kat," he says. "Okay? I meant it when I said I don't intend on stopping. It feels good. It helps. It's this or I kill myself because at this point I'm done fucking fighting my own damn head," I grumble out. He sighs and pulls out his homework.