Addict. (DNF ANGST)

Chapter 6

♡George pov♡

I slowly opened my eyes and yawned.

When did I fall asleep on the couch?

I sat up and saw a needle on the floor next to the couch.

I shot up again.

I heard a females moans coming from Miguel and I's bedroom.

Are you fucking kidding me?

I got off the couch and stomped over to the door. I swung it open, and it hit the wall hard. Miguel was on top of some girl who looked to be around my age. He got off of her.

"Bitch you better get the fuck out of my bed." I said angrily.

She got out of bed and quickly dressed herself.

"Get out of my apartment." I demanded.

I followed her to the door. She walked out and started down the hall.

"And don't fucking talk to my boyfriend again, hoe!" I yelled.

She flipped me off, and I slammed the door shut. I went back into the room.

"Who the fuck do you think you are bringing bitches into my house!?" I yelled.

He was in his boxers now.

"Motherfucker, I pay the rent. All you do is sit here and fucking smoke. You haven't paid a goddamn penny. You wanna fuck other bitches be my guest but don't bring them here!" I said angrily.

He walked over to me.

"You bring guys over all the time." He muttered.

He pushed past me, and I shoved him.

"Yeah! This is my house!" I yelled.

He backhanded me across the face, and I stumbled against the wall.

He's never hit me that hard before. My jaw hurt. I held my hand to my cheek, staring at him in shock.

"What the fuck?" I spat.

I gained my composure and hit him back.

"Get out! Get the fuck out!" I yelled.

Something in his eyes changed.

"You think you're all tough to hit me? It doesn't hurt George. You hit like a bitch." He stated.

He punched me across the face. My nose began bleeding profusely.

"Maybe it's time someone put you in your fucking place." He said.

"Get out." I demanded, my voice shaky.

He grabbed me by my throat and slammed me against the wall.

He's never done anything like this before.

I hit his arms and kicked him in hopes he would let me go. He squeezed harder.

"S-Stop." I gasped for air.

Fuck. Fuck. He's gonna kill me.

He threw me to the ground, and I coughed and gasped for air.

"Get out of my house, or I'm calling the cops." I threatened.

"And tell them what? That you're a pathetic little druggie who's only good at sucking dick?" He asked.

He's right. They would arrest me.

"Get out!" I yelled.

I grabbed the needle and stabbed it into his leg. He cried out in pain. I quickly stood and ran for the door. He yanked it out of his leg and tackled me to the ground.