Madyson's POV-
Shawn went out to hang with his friends after the date. I figured he would have come back and just talked and cuddled. I don't know just something couples do in movies and stuff. When Shawn finally came home he looked terrible. "Wtf have you been drinking?" I said in a joking way. "No just running from crazy fan girls." He responded a little to quickly. When I said he looked terrible I meant it. Blood shot eyes and messy hair. What has he been up to? He pulled me in to hug me and rest his head on the top of mine. I smelled his coat. He smelled like cigarettes. He kissed my forehead. I casually tried to ask "hey do any of your friends smoke?" I asked. "Yeah one of them. Name is uh-" he paused "Ron. Yep his name is Ron." I knew he was lying. I could see it in his eyes. I rushed forward to kiss him. He didn't taste like cigarettes so I knew he hadn't been the one smoking. But what was it? I decided to move on and just get ready for bed. I crawled into bed and got comfortable. Shawn took off his shirt and crawled into bed with me and held me close. I could feel him smile against the back of my head cause he had placed his head in the crook of my neck. He squeezed me tight. "I love you Madyson. I really do." I turned around and kissed his forehead "love you too dork." I woke up at around 5:00 and had to go to the bathroom. I gently got up and walked to the bathroom. I got cold and decided the closest thing next to me was Shawn's sweatshirt so I grabbed that and slipped it on. I put my hands in the pocket and felt a small bag of something. I pulled it out and examined it. It was cocaine. I knew it. I silently walked back over to the bed and noticed something in Shawn's arm. I saw that in the crook of his arm was a bunch of needle shot which I assume were people injecting drugs into him and as a result him getting high. I had a million questions but my mind kept going back to one. Why?
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