random one-shots 🫶

02 ~ Sober

Characters-
Chiara Parks - 15, Burnette hair, brown eyes
William Parks - 18, blonde hair, brown eyes

Small summary-
Chiara always had problems but won't ever admit them. Only William sees them and he knows he has to help her. But can he?

TW's-
-drug abuse
-talk of death
-self harm mentioned
-sex abuse
-alcohol abuse

Friday, July 6th:

Chiara wears a tight black dress that ends mid thigh, a slit on her right leg. She dances in the crowd of people, losing herself completely. She has drank lots of different alcohols, barely able to remember her own name. But she loves this feeling, losing herself completely. She hates the feeling of being sober, feeling everything.

She rather be numb to it all. She chases drugs like some would hopes and dreams. She drinks back alcohol like water for people. She wears clothes to show off to guys that some would classify as not even clothes. Her mind foggy as she looks around at everyone else. All she wants is to drown herself in alcohol, drugs, and sex.

She loves the feeling of being violated, riding the high of cumming through the night. She has lost herself and everyone sees that. They all know there is no hope to save her, to turn her on the right pathway. But William, her brother that worries for her too much, refuses to let his baby sister die. She is only 15, what does she know?

William has worried for her ever since their parents died. He has worried for her on many occasions but failed to stop her from getting worse. Right now, he sits in the living room, on the couch. He doesn't know where Chiara went but only hoping she comes home soon on her own two feet rather than a body bag. He hopes nothing bad will happen.

Flash back- 3 years ago
(Chiara~13, William~15)

William just got home from his small job he has at a dairy queen. Still in his uniform, he goes to the kitchen and opens the fridge. The hunger and thirst in his body, begging for him to drink and eat something. Anything. He picks out a water, shutting the fridge door. As he takes a sip of his water, he glances at the time.

Chiara should be home now from school, he thinks to himself. He shrugs, setting down his water bottle. "Chiara!" He calls out for her as he begins to untie his shoes, taking them off. No answer from Chiara and that confuses him. Maybe she didn't hear him? He sighs, unbottoning the buttons of his shirt as he walks up the stairs.

He hears moaning and he immediately stops short of Chiaras room. He almost doesn't want to go in till he remembers this is his baby sister, if she is doing something bad, he has to know. He takes a deep breathe before pushing into her room. What he sees disgusts him and shocks him as well. He quickly looks away from her, still standing at her doorway.

Chiara is on her bed, her hair in a ponytail. She wears only a skimpy pink lingerie set, barely covering anything. Her makeup smudged as her phone is placed on her desk close by her bed, recording herself as she fingers herself. Her moans are the thing that once did fill the room but are cut short when William barges in.