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4. I messed up

Weeks had passed and my house was a living hell. My mother made sure I wasn't seeing any boy, she constantly appeared at my collage or job to see if I was with anyone .

My father wouldn't speak to me and Rose blocked me from every social media.

I soon grew tired of everything and dropped out of school , I quit my job and moved with Noah a friend from school who was also gay .

We lived at his parents house and helped around with the errands.

I got a job as a waiter at the nightclub Noah worked at. There I met Steven a guy who liked to party a lot . We started to hang out until we got into a serious relationship that would soon bring me to an end .

Steven and I moved in with Noah and his partner at the time His name was Nano and he was a drug dealer . I had never done drugs but Noah and Steven had .

Nano gave them discounts and they would drug themselves almost everyday .

I soon got curious as to what they felt . I mean they made it seem like it was the best feeling in the world .

Noah tried to convince me not to but Steven told me to ignore him and enjoy .

I tried Crystal for the first time and at first it was ok but then the next morning I couldn't stop vomiting , I couldn't eat and I felt very tired . I texted Marlene and she scolded me for drugging myself, I laughed and promised her I would never do it again but I failed .

My body kept asking for more and more . I lost so much weight I looked like a living skeleton. I soon lost my job , my family . I would fight constantly with Noah because he would tell me to stop .

Steven and I then decided to move out . I lost all contact with Noah and my friends . I never went back to school and no one would give me job.

My boyfriend Steven soon lost his job and we then got kicked out of our apartment .

I lived on the street with Steven . We would ask for money to buy drugs . None of us ate anything for days . I then sold my phone and my clothes to buy more and more drugs . Once the money was gone we had nothing left.

I remember living under a bridge thinking I was happy because I had someone I loved by my side but I actually was miserable. Steven the encouraged me to go with my old friends and family members to ask for money or food .

I asked so many people for money that soon everyone turned there backs at me . They knew I was up to no good and that I had a huge problem.

People tried to contact me but I had no phone . I lived under a bridge High most of the time. Steven made me think that everything was fine , that all of this was normal but in my head I knew I had messed up ...