It's Really Hard To Get, Okay?

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The moment I reached my house, I quickly unlocked the door, threw my bag on the floor, and ran up to my bedroom which concluded with a slam to the door. Once I shut the door I turned my head, leaning it against the door frame and started to cry. The more I thought of you, the more the tears came out.

"Hey, cutie," you said softly, your voice sounding tired, "what's wrong?"

I stopped crying and my eyes became alert. Slowly I turned around and I spotted you on my bed just laying there with flowers next to you. My sadness turned into anger as my face turned red. "Why the fuck do you care?"

My words made you sit up with a concerned look tattooed on your face. "Dahlia, are you alright?"

"Drugs, Conner? Drugs!" I was shouting at that point, pacing back and forth near my bed. "Do you even know how bad those are? I was okay with the weed thing but this isn't okay."

You sat there, looking at the flowers on your lap as you clenched your fist. You said nothing and it made me mad.

"Say something!" I pleaded. I didn't care anymore. I cried harder than I ever thought I could. "You don't even care!"

"Don't ever say that, Dahlia." You yelled back, staring  right at me with bloodshot eyes. "You have no idea how much I care."

"If you care, why are you killing me and killing yourself?"

"You wouldn't understand!" Frustration took over you and you broke like a porcelain doll hitting the cold ground. "It's really hard to get, okay?"

"Conner," I spoke softly, "please."

You grabbed my hand and pulled me on my bed, laying me down and playing with my hair. "The guys and I were fucking around at a party and we met this guy named Damian. He seemed pretty chill at first but then he got serious. Nicolas told him our story and he said he could help us get anything we want. We were drunk and said 'fuck it' and listened to what he said. Damian said he would give us each seventy-five  dollars if we tried out some drugs his brother got. He wouldn't tell us what the drug was. We really needed money, Dahlia. We really did." You kissed my hand while your eyes had a sorry look. "He says he'll keep on paying us more and more money each time we try a new one. The guys and I agreed."

I shook my head in disbelief. "What do you need the money for? You have a job, right?"

"Yes, but that money is for my house with my mother. The money from the dealer is what I'm saving for us. I wanted to buy us our own apartment. Just us, Dahlia." You smiled at me with your killer smile. "I wanted us."

I ran a hand through your hair. "Please, we just need to take it slow. Stop seeing Damian. Tell him you're done."

"Dahlia, it doesn't work like that."

"Either you're done with him or I'm done with you. You're hurting yourself and I don't like that!"

You chuckled and pinned me down to the bed. "God, you're so beautiful." You looked straight into my eyes, not even thinking about looking away. "I love you so much, Dahlia. So much."

I wrapped my arms on your back and looked up at you. "I love you much, much more."

"I don't ever want to hurt us, okay?"

"You won't, I trust you." I put my hand up to your cheek and stroked up and down your jaw. "Just please, don't do that again. I can't lose you."

After placing a gentle kiss on my forehead you rolled off of me and landed to my right side. With your hands wrapped around me you traced soft nothing's on my back which brought a smile to my lips as my eyes would roll back in absolute bliss to what was happening. Your hands were so gentle and so sweet. They were something I craved.

"Go to bed, cutie. I'll leave shortly."

"No!" I cried out with a rasped voice that showed how tired I was, even though I didn't want to admit it. I had homework, and chores, and snuggle time but all I wanted was sleep.

You chuckled and kissed me cheek. "What do you mean by that?"

"I don't want you to leave."


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I'm really sorry it took me so long to update this. School is fucking stressful, friend drama, and family shit has been taking over my life.

I'm working on the next chapter right now...

( forgive me :c )

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