crankgameplays oneshots

pills (angst)

tw// suicide attempt(ish), self harm, medicine, alchohol, sexual assult (im sorry, nobody dies! thats a plus)

"no! you are not walking me home chase, not happening!"

"why not?" he stumbles over to you grabbing your arm

"chase, let. go!" you say struggling to get out of his grip, once you do you get into your car and drive off. a minute later you feel your phone vibrating and some notifications from instagram are going off.

"ew"
"why are you with her"
"shes too ugly to cheat"

cheat? you quickly pick up your phone and look down at it, what the fucks going on. you swipe left and open your phone. that dick, when chase and his buddies were fucking around one of them snapped a good pic which looks like you're posing, that would be fine but he's very clearly grabbing your ass. god. damnit.

pulling into your driveway you notice all the lights are on "ethan" you roll your eyes, its a Sunday he SHOULD be asleep its almost three am. you cant really talk though.

you grab the doorhandle to unlock it and the door opens. what is happening. you here shuffling upstairs and see blood on the floor.
oh boy. you walk upstairs after shutting the door and locking it. "ethan" you call out "ethan whats going on" the shuffling stops then starts again coming toward you. ethan comes out of the bathroom with an almost empty bottle of vodka in his hand. he looks at you and walks back into the bathroom. you follow

"ethan what are you doing" you see pill bottles and a small amount of blood on the counter "what did you do"

"why do you care" he snaps his head at you and gives you a dirty look looking back at the counter picking up a cotton ball and an empty Tylenol container and throwing it away

that was full

everything seems to slow significantly
the vodka
the blood
him snapping

pills

shit.

you look at him and begin to panic

"e-ethan what is going on tell me!"

"youre busy"

"with what? im standing right he-"

"chase"

"what are you talking about cha-"

fuck. why are they such pricks, "ethan no i-"

"yeah you're fucking chase i know, you know i should have known this would happen. i'm too ugly for you right? you're way outta my league haha"

"what are you- no e-"

"no just stop..."

his words blur together as you realize hes slurring

vodka
blood
pills

vodka first

you interrupt him

"you've been drinking? you never drink"

"why do you care yeah i drank some. im fineee" he slurs