Alcoholic

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Third person Pov
Troye is always at home day drinking. Every day has no meaning.
He thinks drinking takes the pain away, little does he know, it makes it worse.

Troye was on his way home from the liquor store, brown paper bag with a bottle of whiskey in hand, drinking it as he walks. he didn't realize until he was finished the bottle that he was in front of a very similar door, that he used to go to everyday, when he was happy, and almost always sober.

Oh the memories Troye thought, every one of them entering his mind one by one. As every one of them past, Troye started to destroy the house that had all the memories built up in it.

Memory;broken window, memory;destroyed flowers, memory;dented vehicle.
As every little memory passed, something had gotten destroyed, that was until someone had came out of that house. That person was Connor.

Connor tried to get Troye to calm down, but every time he tried, it made Troye cry more and more, and every time Troye had cried, he had broken a little inside. Connor new that the special boy needed help, and that's exactly what he was determined to do!

What Troye had on his mind, was why Connor had been at his ex-boyfriends house, Tyler's. He has thought they had secretly been hooking up or something, so Troye started to punch Connor as hard as he could because, what once was his best fiend, that is now his enemy, he had thought he had been dating his ex, little did Troye know that Connor had been helping Tyler pack, because he has been wanting to move ever since Troye had started to drink.
Every time Troye drinks, he ends up in front of Tyler's door begging him to take him back, but Tyler can't because he just doesn't feel the love as much as he did when they were younger.

Connor had gotten Troye home safely, he knew that he would have a few bruises from Troye punching him, but it wasn't hurting bad because Troyes punches weren't very hard, he just kept hitting him repeatedly in the same spot!

Once Connor entered Troyes house, he had laid him down on him mess of a couch and Troye instantly passed out.
Connor decided to do Troye a favour and tidy his house up a bit, maybe get the musky and alcoholic smell out of the house, well most of it.

Since Troye doesn't live with Tyler anymore, he had to move somewhere, where it was cheap enough to live, so the best he could get was a one-story house with 2 bedrooms, 1 bathroom and a connected kitchen and living room, maybe a small dining room if he got lucky. He has a dirty old couch, that looks like he got it from the garbage dump. He had actually got it from a garage sale, where everything was free, but broken down.

His counters and tables, even his floor around the couch and his bed, were filled with alcohol bottles. Every kind, whiskey, rum, vodka, gin, name any kind, and it's there.

Connor decided to start with the kitchen, and that was far the most clean part of his house, that he has seen, he doesn't even want to look in his bathroom.

Connor had finished the kitchen and had moved on to the bathroom, which was absolutely disgusting. The tub was almost black because of how dirty it was, he couldn't even tell if Troye had a black or white sink, and the toilet, of the toilet, Connor had gagged many times cleaning that bathroom. Thankfully, it was the worst room in the house, and the dirtiest. Now it was time for Troyes bedroom, which was surprisingly not as dirty, other than the bottles and cans everywhere, it was very clean, but there were papers everywhere. There was words on them, some with small doodles, but some great wording, but he never knew what they were for.

"What are you doing!" Troye came in quietly with a cold harsh voice. Connor didn't know what to say because he never knew if Troye still had alcohol in his system or not. "Give me the papers Connor." He said once more in his harsh cold tone. "I..I.. Sorry, here you are" Connor stutters handing over the papers with his hands shaking like crazy. "You shouldn't be in here you know, this is my house, and my room" Troye spits out circling Connor
"I uh, I was clean-cleaning your house for y-y-you. I'm sorry" Connors replies replies almost inaudible. "It's fine, and thanks." "Anytime Troye" Connor says softly without stuttering. "Well, what are you still doing in my room!" Troye shouts and scares Connor. Connor runs out of Troyes room, sadly Connor hadn't got to cleaning the living room, though he does take the three full bags of bottles with him, to come back tomorrow with a little something for Troye.

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