"Tris?" Brad frowned, waking up as I attempted to sneak out of bed, without waking him up. James had claimed the blow up bed, forcing Brad to share with me. Not that I minded in the slightest, it just wasn't ideal. "Where you going?"
"Oh, you know, just out." I shrugged vaguely.
"...at...1am?" He frowned "That's not very safe."
"I know how to look after myself." I rolled my eyes, briefly getting distracted at how amazing his shirtless chest looked.
"I'm sorry," he sighed "Your life and all that."
"Come with me." I looked at him briefly "Come get high."
"...Tris...I don- Alright, fuck it." He nodded, sitting up properly and getting out of bed, stepping over James and into my arms.
"It's cold." He whispered, pulling his jeans that were on the floor over his legs "where are we going?"
"To my friends house." I replied, stepping over James to reach my hoodie, chucking It at Brad "Yours is in the wash, wear mine or you'll freeze."
"It stinks." Brad crinkled his nose "Jesus, how much do you smoke?"
"You know the answer." I rolled my eyes "Put it on, Or freeze, your choice."
"...s-sorry." Brad flinched, pulling the filthy grey hoodie over his head, myself feeling incredibly guilty for snapping at him. I walked over and put my arms around his waist, pulling him in close.
"I didn't mean to snap." I whispered "You know you're safe with me, come on Bear."
"Yeah, I know." He nodded into my chest "You're a great friend."
Friend. That hit like a bullet. I wanted so much more from him, so much more.
"We could be more than that, you know." I whispered, swaying us slightly "So, So much more."
"I'd love to..." Brad whispered, I knew I should have waited for him to finish before leaning in to kiss him, just to try and save myself the disappointment. "...tris, no." Brad shook his head, putting his and on my chest and pushing me away "I'm just not ready yet."
"Oh, Alright." I nodded gently, my arms falling from where they were resting on his waist, I tried to not show how hopeful I was before, I tried not to show how crushed I was.
"Soon." Brad whispered, standing on his tip-toes and pressing a gentle and lingering kiss on my lips "Soon Tris, I just need time to heal."
"Okay." I nodded gently "...Now, Let's go get fucked up."
"I've never done drugs before." He whispered as we left my bedroom, James none the wiser.
"You're gonna be fine." I reassured him "I've done this countless times, just take it easy."
"Alright." Brad nodded, we both put shoes on and left the house, heading towards the centre of town.
"This is nice." Brad sighed, almost as if it was with relief, leaning into me a little "I actually kinda feel alive, for the first time in a while."
"I'm glad." I hummed, genuinely happy for him.
"Thanks for helping me." Brad whispered "Thank you so much."
"It's alright." I assured him, leading the smaller boy around the corner "Just so you're prepared, you're gonna feel real sleepy on this drug, so just let it happen, fighting it makes it way less enjoyable, if you feel sick, lemme know and we can leave."
"...Does it help?" He whispered, looking up at me "...Did it help you forget?"
"It does for a little while, Yeah." I replied quietly, knocking on the door.
"So it helps get rid of the guilt?" Brad whispered "because that's all I feel."
"It does wonders."'I nodded hastily as the door opened, revealing my friend Mark, both of us being let into the slightly messy, but homely, house.
"Heya Tris." He grinned, leading us to the couch where his girlfriend was sat, a blister pack of pills laying on the coffee table.
"Hey." I smiled back "This is Brad." I introduced, both Mark and his girlfriend greeting him, after the basic formalities, we were told to just dig in, myself helping Brad with his first dose.
"You're gonna feel real sleepy in about ten minutes." I said quietly, my hand resting on his thigh after I took my share "Dont fight it, it'll be the best nap you'll ever have, when you wake up you might feel a bit 'zombified' but that's normal."
"Sounds amazing." Brad whispered, leaning back into the couch "I've just been feeling so on edge."
"Yeah I can tell." I nodded, leaning back with him, my hand finding its way around his shoulders "This'll fix it for a while."
"What time is it?" Brad asked me.
"Quarter to two." I sighed, starting to feel the drowsy effect of the drug kick in "We'll be home by seven, James won't even know we were gone."
"Mmkay." The brown haired boy smiled "Thanks, Tris."
"No worries." I smiled back.
"Have you ever kissed someone whilst high on this stuff?"
"No." I replied simply- another white lie, only because I wanted him so desperately, I spent 50% of James and i's relationship on some kind of drug, but Brad didn't need to know.
"Do you wanna?" He looked up at me, his pupils were dilated and he looked so incredibly relaxed, almost happy.
Rather than give him a reply I just turned and leant in, it was welcomed softly by the gorgeous brunet, he smiled a little into it, it was slow as both of us were feeling the drowsy effects of the technical overdose we had both taken.
He pulled away first and just grinned at me before cuddling into my side and fell asleep without another word, I just put my arm over his hunched shoulders and followed suit, being woken up my am alarm I had set to make sure I got home before James woke up.
"Braddy." I whispered after turning my phone off as to not further disturb mark any more than I had to "We gotta go home."
"Hmm no." He whined "Carry me, my feet don't work."
Being the sucker I was for him, I agreed to, I knew I wasn't strong enough to make it home, but I was sure going to try.
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Knuckles // Tradley AU
Fiksi Penggemar"I loved the boy that hated my guts" - The one where Tristan has no sense of purpose and no reason to leave his bedroom. Or The one where Brad feels worthless and can't bare to leave the man that's destroying him. (This is a re-write of a story I a...
