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Bert had me

give up all my drugs after that.


It was just like

how Frank took my sugar.


"Bert, please. don't..."


and I followed him around his house,

and I watched him as he tore out his drugs

one by one


from the most uncanny of spots.


He grabbed an old shopping bag,

and dumped them all into it.


I reached a hand towards him,

but it just shook.


It was useless.


"What are you doing with those?" I asked.


Bert looked at me.

Oh God,


He's crying.


"Gerard, I'm helping the both of us. I don't want to see you doing that anymore. It's not like you to give up like that. Especially after how much you've saved me all these times. I know you'll probably deny it, but you're so fucking brave. Braver than you realize. I almost forgot about these because of you, and I would have gone back to taking all these needles if you hadn't watched me.


I don't want to see you like that. Gerard you know what they do to you, you know what they did to me. I love you so fucking much, with all my heart, and I just want to see you being okay."


He headed for his door, "That's why I'm doing this. Make sure to grab a coat."


"Where are we going?" I asked, rushing to grab Frank's jacket.


But he was already out the door.


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