When John came back to the warehouse, his jaw fell open.
Lying on the floor, face down, was the frightened teenager he found an hour ago.
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He picked up her face, finding a drowsy look to it. John pressed his fingertips into her throat, finding a pulse.
She was alive.
But she was in another world, talking to her happy friends and emotions.
She was just getting high.
Because that's what she knew how to do.
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Help Yourself 〰 J. Lennon ✔️
Fanfiction"You have to help yourself before you can ever love me." 〰 In which a heroin addict falls for a pianist, but before she could start a bond with him, she has to quit the drug that has overtaken her life. 〰 ©2016 Valerie Matthews (Enchancer97)...
