☆ - 𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐘 𝐄𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓

Worse

I stumble across my room, lightheaded as usual. "Fuck." I mumble to myself, knowing I'm most likely drunk or laced. The music grows louder as my vision comes back with a slow and steady pace. Is this a dream? I check my hands, I have five fingers on each.

I look around, Im in a club, people dancing, drinking, smoking is all whats in my sight, London pops up in my mind, shes not here, is she. I grab a shot till I notice Trevor. Trevor is one of the member in the "gang." I saw him run off when he stabbed London. It was him all along.

It was him, now I remember! I chuckle to myself and walk towards him while biting my bottom lip, his eyes widen as our eyes meet, "Tom— calm down." Aaaughh! He places his hands on my shoulders with a slight smile spreading across his lips, making anger fuel through my fists, clenching them tightly together. I feel my pupil's grow bigger. Maniac of some sort. "Fucking cunt!" I swing my fist in the direction of his face, causing him to loose his balance.

"It was you!" I continue punching him, I couldn't stop even if I wanted to. "It was you, It was you, It was you!" I spit in his face, my fists bleeding from the impact of his skull against them. His grip meets my face; causing my nose and lip, drip with blood. I could taste the sour spread.

"Stop! I beg you!" His eyebrows narrow down, I feel a pair of hands grab me by the waist, I turn around to see Georg's worried look, facing me. "Sure, sure!" I nod before grabbing Trevor tightly by the collar, "If you touch her, bro. You're fucking dead." I smile deeply, dropping his head on the tough ground.

"Come on, Tom." Georg grabs my arm, "Your crazy," I turn to face him, my gaze softens before I realise what I did. I look at Trevor's face. He's crying. "Fucking crazy." A crowd forms around us, everyone staring and whispering. Me and Georg run, adrenaline filling us both with a huge impact.

"Someone called the cops!?" I shout while hearing sirens flaring in the distance, "Guess so, back to Beige!" He replies, I can tell he's scared by the weird expression on his face, what did i do.

**

Im out of breath, staring at the door. I feel that im about to collapse. I've gotten worse, way worse now that she's not here to help me. I never thought that my "condition", was going to bring the cops.

"Tom! You nearly— You knocked him out!" Georg pushes me, "Control youself!" I clear my throat, "How the fuck am i meant to control myself, Georg!? Especially when my high's on. Go on tell me!" I scream, I have highs and lows. London calmed me down; that smile of hers made me feel normal.

"When was the last time you took your pills?" He mumbles, It feels like the whole world went so silent that you could hear a pin drop from miles away, "When was the last time—" He doesn't get to finish, "I dont know! Is that what you want to hear!? I dont fucking know." I break, not again.

"Then start now." He grabs the container and shoves a pill up my mouth with no warning whatsoever. I gurgle but swallow. "Maybe tell me next time!" I storm into my room, tears flooding down my eyes. I feel myself starting to shake. Deep breaths.

LONDONS POV
"How am I going to surprise him then!" I giggle, Im finally out of that shit hole and can live normally like i used to! Bill jumps up and down, "I still can't believe your back!" He hugs me again, a smile crosses my face.

"London," Bill's tone changes, more sad and deep. "You came back but on a bad time for Tom." He grabs my hand a places it on his. "What— What do you mean?" My eyes widen minimalny, bad time for Tom? I look down them back at Bill. "He's been drinking and doing drugs way more than usual." My heart shatters, it physically shatters. "Your not serious." My voice cracks.

He shakes his head, "Come on."  We decide to walk back inside of Beige, that clean smell hits me. I'm finally going to see them again but most importantly, Tom. I hum causing Bill to face me, "You OK?" He smiles, "Yeah, Just nervous." I bite my lip. "Don't be."

"Ready?" He places his hand on the door knob and slowly slides it open, I take a deep breath.  Georg and Gustav comes in my eye,  "Holy shit!" Georg whisper shouts while Gustav  is frozen. I laugh and hug them both, "Shh—" I point at Tom's door, they all nod.

I walk up to Tom's shut door and open it with a quick movement causing Tom to look up, his eyes are red and puffy and his hands are shaking. "Tom." I tilt my head and arch my eyebrows, He looks so, different.

He quickly stands up and hugs me with all his force and begins to cry on my shoulder, "Im so fucking sorry." He mumbles, he looks down at me, examining my face fully, both of his hands climb up to my face and pulls me into a soft, gentle kiss. "Is the baby OK?" Tom's eyes widen causing me to let out a light laugh, "Yeah." I smile. He smashes his hands onto his face, while he lets out a sigh of relief.

"London, don't ever leave me." His voice is shaken, more down. "Never." We both go into his bed, He's in my arms while im rubbing his bare back. "I love you." He caresses my waist slowly, "I love you more." I kiss his forehead.